Zheng Tian's laughter still rang in this space arrogantly. Ai Siyu on the ground stood up and nodded to the people on the seat.
"Dear generals, Ai Siyu's skills are not as good as others, admit that he lost." Ai Siyu's words did not change the slightest change in the few people on the seat. It seemed that they had already expected such a result.
"Siyu, what kind of person are you? How could you have such endurance? I can feel that your true strength is not much weaker than me. Why do you still maintain the peace of the past when facing such humiliation?" Zhang Hao from the stone stage looked at Ai Siyu, who was covered in dust, and silently recited in his heart.
Everyone under the stone platform watched the end of the battle, and a hint of sadness surged in their hearts. For some reason, they hoped to win the person in their hearts was Ai Siyu.
Waving his hand to flick the dust on his clothes and looking at the footprint on his chest, Ai Siyu looked back at Zheng Tian who was still laughing, and finally waved his footprints away.
"Boy, be smarter in the future. Don't try to touch things that do not belong to you. Today you are lucky. I will not be able to kill you with so many people present. I will not show mercy in the future."
When Ai Siyu walked towards the steps, Zheng Tian's figure flashed and appeared in front of him, and an extremely sinister voice came into his ears.
"Haha, is that right! But remember for me that there is only this time, there will be no next time." Ai Siyu still had that calm expression, and his deep eyes stared at Zheng Tian as his eyes raised.
The thin body slowly left and walked towards the crowd. Only Zheng Tian stood there dullly, with some details of cold sweat on his back.
"Why are there such a strange light in those eyes? It makes me feel a chill." Zheng Tian looked at the back in a daze, and a trembling voice came from his mouth.
In the evening, it was getting darker and after a day of competition, the Tianzi Camp gradually fell into peace. Ai Siyu quietly slipped out of the military camp and drove Benben to the nearest city.
After many twists and turns, I found a doctor with good medical skills, and the doctor rushed to Yanhuangdi.
The reason why he went to another city to look for a doctor was because he didn't want Liu Wangnian to know Situ Yue's whereabouts. At this time, he didn't want to fight with Liu Wangnian. While he was waiting for Liu Wangnian to relax his vigilance, after the battle last night, Liu Wangnian would definitely be on guard at this time.
Benben took the two of them to a loud breeze in the sky and ran all the way to a small village. He entered the farmhouse with a familiarity. Situ Yue showed a rare smile when he saw him coming.
After nearly an hour of treatment, the poison in Situ Yue's body was almost completely eliminated. Seeing that the poison in Situ Yue's body was relieved, Ai Siyu said with a smile: "Xiao Nuo, please send the old doctor back with Benben."
The old doctor looked at the strange pig with some timidity and sat up on it. Xiao Nuo lay on Benben's body with great dissatisfaction and patted Benben with grievance. "Let's go, Benben, some unqualified things can't walk when they see a girl. Let's send this old man back quickly. I'll treat you to a drink when I come back."
The clumsy crystal-like energy wings stretched out, and the body moved slightly and flew into the sky.
"Yeah, that's not bad! Level 4 strength." After seeing off the doctor, Ai Siyu turned around and looked at Situ Yueban, whose face gradually improved, and said jokingly.
"I actually made fun of me. How could you have a high level of cultivation? I can't even see through it!" Situ Yue said coquettishly.
"Oh, by the way, Xiaoyue, how did you activate the bloodline of the God Cultivation!" Ai Siyu suddenly thought of the chance to die when he activated the bloodline of the God Cultivation.
"What kind of bloodline of cultivating God?" Situ Yue asked without knowing it.
"That is, people in our world are not suitable for cultivating gods. If you want to embark on the path of cultivating gods, you must activate the bloodline of cultivating gods in your body."
"I have never experienced any bloodline of cultivating gods. As soon as I came to this world, I had this fourth-level cultivation goal." Situ Yue replied softly with a faint doubt.
"Oh, that's how it is. Maybe it's the reason for our clan's martial arts." Ai Siyu didn't continue to get entangled on this topic. He knew that there were too many strange things that happened to him. Perhaps the bloodline of the cultivator was related to his mysterious body.
After chatting about their respective experiences, Xiao Nuo jumped back, followed by the pig who was walking on the cat foot. "Siyu, I'm back..." Xiao Nuo rushed into the house and looked at the two people who were chatting hotly. His little face suddenly became angry and cursed in his heart: "Ai Siyu, your grandson, are you the nemesis of my life! Why do you always snatch love with your sword!"
Ai Siyu looked at Xiao Nuo's little face that was red, and naturally knew what the little guy was angry about. He grabbed Xiao Nuo in his hand and smiled.
Xiao Nuo looked at Ai Siyu's little formation and suddenly felt afraid, and a bad premonition arose. "Siyu, what are you...what are you going to do?"
"Hehe, it's nothing. Come and I'll introduce me to you, my sister!" Ai Siyu sent Xiao Noto in his palm and sent it to Situ Yue.
"Wow, what a cute elf! Hello, my name is Situ Yue, it's Siyu's...sister." Situ Yue looked at Ai Siyu as she spoke, and Ai Siyu was smiling at her a little scoundrel.
"My name is Xiaonuo, and I am Siyu's best friend." Xiaonuo responded somewhat restrainedly, and his already angry little face turned redder.
It was another long talk for an hour, and finally Ai Siyu looked at Situ Yue and comforted softly: "Don't be upset, I'll see you tomorrow night."
As the night became deeper, Ai Siyu lay on the bed and recalled what happened today. "Zheng Tian, if I, Ai Siyu, cannot kill you, I will not be a human being. If you truly touch the bottom line of my dignity, you must die." Thinking of the humiliation suffered during the day, the murderous intent in Ai Siyu's eyes appeared again.
"So Zhang Hao is an immortal cultivator!" Suddenly he remembered something and hurriedly woke Xiao Nuo beside him.
"When is Siyu? Go to bed quickly. I don't feel that way now. Let me tell your sister. I'll consider seeing if she is suitable for me for a few days. You can't just make a lifelong event so hasty..." Xiao Nuo turned over like a dream. "Get up, little thing, what are you thinking about!" Ai Siyu looked at Xiao Nuo with some amusement and woke him up mercilessly.
"Siyu, what are you doing? I want to sleep!" Xiaonuo narrowed his eyes slightly and said with some anger.
"Hehe, ask you something, tell me to sleep again." Ai Siyu showed that treacherous smile again.
"Tell me! Hurry up, I'm so sleepy!" "Tell me how the cultivator is!"
"Mom, why don't you know anything? Are you still a person from this world?" Xiao Nuo cursed loudly when he heard such a question, but had to tell him about the cultivator.
Immortal cultivation exists on this continent like the Eastern martial artist for many years. Immortal cultivation has a unique method of cultivation and a arrogant and lonely personality. Immortal cultivation on the Eastern continent is mainly divided into Qingyu Palace, Yingling Sect, Qingyun Sect, Kunlun Sect and other forces, as well as some idle immortal cultivators.
Among them, the aliens in the Kunlun School of Immortal Cultivation are all aliens of the beast race. After continuous cultivation, they form humans walking on the Eastern Continent. The level division of immortal cultivation follows the level division of the god cultivation level of the entire continent, and is divided into seven levels, each level divided into three levels.
It was another day of training. In the evening, Ai Siyu dragged his somewhat tired body to the distant village, and he thought of Situ Yue's pure and beautiful face in his heart.
"I don't know if we can return to our world. Mother, are you okay? Wait for your son to come back and accompany you to your old age." Thinking of this, there was a hint of sadness in my heart, and the vision in the distance gradually became blurred.
When Ai Siyu stood at the entrance of the village, a bad premonition came from his heart, and a strong smell of blood filled the air.
"Is something wrong in the village?" Ai Siyu asked a question and rushed to the village in panic.
As my body flashed, a bad premonition lingered in my mind.
"No, it's impossible. Xiaoyue will be fine. They can't find it here."
But when his body stood in the village, with the help of the dim light, he clearly saw the scene in front of him. His body became trembling with the rotation of his eyes, and a layer of fine cold sweat oozed out of his back.
"No, no, this is not reality, this must be my dream, it's all too terrible!"