----------After saying that, an old man walked slowly from a door in the auditorium and said to Mingqi expressionlessly, "Please come with me."
Out of curiosity, Mingqi followed him slowly, walked through the stairs of the auditorium, and walked to the door where the old man came out just now. In the sealed corridor, he could clearly hear the footsteps of the two people and Mingqi's slight breathing. Looking at the sudden
He stopped and appeared behind Mingqi. The old man put his hand on Mingqi's wound. Immediately, a huge energy surged out and poured into Mingqi's body. Mingqi's wound immediately became visible to the naked eye.
Mingqi felt relieved as his speed resumed. After a while, Mingqi not only recovered from his injuries, but also fully recovered his energy.
Mingqi turned around and said respectfully, "Thank you." The old man continued to move forward without saying a word. Mingqi pulled off the bandage and followed immediately. The old man's strength was at least in the high-level of Nenghun, Mingqi speculated.
After passing through the corridor illuminated by lights, Mingqi and the old man came to a house. There were not many furnishings in the house, only a stone table and a few stone benches, and a handsome man was sitting in front of the stone table.
The man said, "You can go down now." The old man crossed his chest with one hand and bowed, then disappeared in a flash.
"Please sit down," the man said. Mingqi judged from his voice that this was the person who invited him. Mingqi looked at the handsome man in front of him and found it hard to think of his name, "Shura!!"
"There is no need to doubt, I am Shura." The man spoke again. Ming was slightly startled. His expression did not reveal his doubts, but he could know what he was thinking in his heart.
Mingqi sat on the stone bench. Shura was the first to speak, "Your name is Mingqi. I guess you are from Xiu Sheng Academy." Mingding nodded and asked doubtfully, "How do you know?"
"Haha, it's simple. First of all, the people you come to kill are rebels from the cultivators' guild. Generally, the cultivators' guild will not deal with traitors in our Shura killing field. But if you dare, it means you are not a cultivator.
People from the guild who are not members of the guild want to kill traitors, what else can they do besides the boring mission of a hundred people at Xiu Sheng Academy?" Shura said with a smile.
"Are you also...?" Mingqi asked in surprise.
"Yes, I also graduated from Xiu Sheng Academy, but when I graduated, it must have been... um... more than sixty years ago." Shura said.
More than sixty years!? Then Shura should be about ninety years old now. According to outside rumors, Shura fought against Gu Shi when he was thirty-five years old, and now he is about ninety years old, and his cultivation level is probably...
"I am still a saint, but I am at the peak of the sixth level of sainthood." Shura once again read Mingqi's thoughts.
"Then you should win against Gu Shi now?" Ming Qi said calmly.
"No, I'm still weak. I just fought against that old boy not long ago, and I still lost." Shura seemed to be unwilling, but he was very honest and honest.
"Let's not talk about this anymore. I haven't seen my junior for a long time. Why don't you come and have a drink today?" Mingqi felt very good about this saint-level senior and readily agreed. However, Mingqi guessed that this was just Shura's treatment of him.
This disciple's attitude may be a veritable Shura to others.
Shura snapped his fingers, and several very beautiful women slowly walked out from behind several doors in the room carrying dishes and wine, and placed them on the table.
A woman removed the cork from the bottle, poured a full glass into the wine glass in front of Mingqi, and then poured another glass for Shura.
Shura said, "Come on, junior fellow student, Senior Shura wishes you the best of luck in your early cultivation of sainthood, let's do it!" The wine glasses of the two of them quickly became empty.
Drink all, pour it on, drink it all, pour it... Mingqi and Shura each drank at least ten bottles of wine. Shura could not function at all with his physical body, so he was faintly drunk. Mingqi had a special physique, but he
Low cultivation level also causes confusion.
Shura picked up the bottle of wine and continued to drink with Mingqi. Finally, both of them were drunk. Shura said drunkenly, "Junior, do you know how Liuhe is doing now? Ah? I haven't seen him for a long time. I miss him very much."
"Well, Liuhe, Liuhe, let me think about it. By the way, he was the examiner during our exam. I think examiner Liuhe is your good friend, senior." Every word is added with a drag sound, inscribed.
Get up and drag it out.
"Whoever is good friends with that bastard, he is a bastard, bastard. I was the one who killed the college tutor, but he came to take the blame for me. As a result, he can only stay in the college forever as a bullshit tutor. He is a super bastard.
, plus idiot." As Shura said, tears flowed out from the corners of his eyes. At this time, there was no one else in the room except Mingqi. Otherwise, Mingqi, the leader of Shura's killing field today, would have become the leader of Jeonbuk if Shura was drunk and didn't say anything about crying.
Headlines from Snow Country.
Except for a few people, no one else had seen such a scene. What the others saw was - "Shura!!!"
Ming Qi simply went crazy, crying and shouting the names of Zhang Tao and Su Zheng. It was only after being drunk like this that all his suppressed emotions could be released.
An hour later, the two gradually woke up, sat up, and looked at each other with good intentions. Although they were drunk and indulged their emotions freely, they still knew very well what happened, including what the other party said to themselves.
The two of them said at the same time, "Oh, it turns out..." Shunli both blushed at the same time, and Shura said seriously, "Well, junior, don't let others know about this."
Ming Qi smiled evilly and said, "It won't be a big deal if I tell you about my trivial things, but if the news about Shura crying at the Shura Killing Fields comes out, it will be big news. Senior, do you think it is...hehe?"
"Good boy, you dare to blackmail me." Shura pretended to be angry.
Mingqi's expression dropped and he smiled and said, "It's actually nothing. I want to get the clothes of the person who was killed above."
"Hahaha, luckily I have to be prepared." After saying this, Shura threw out two bloody clothes, and Mingqi caught them. They were the two rebels from the first game.
"I asked people to do this immediately after I guessed that you were a student of Xiu Sheng Academy." Shura said with a smile.
"Then thank you, senior. By the way, it's time for me to go back. Goodbye, senior." Mingqi said with a smile.
"Mingqi, if your talent is high enough, you'd better reach Nengsheng before the age of twenty-five and leave the academy. You didn't know that there is this rule in the academy. After you reach Nengsheng, you can apply before the age of twenty-five.
Leave the academy. That's my advice."
Back then, Shura and Liuhe were geniuses in the academy. The academy took a fancy to their talents and used some measures to keep them. However, unexpectedly, Liuhe alone shouldered the responsibility for the incident and was therefore detained for life.
Come down.
Although Mingqi didn't know why, he still kept it in his mind out of respect for this senior.
Immediately, the old man appeared again and took Mingqi back to the auditorium. It was already afternoon, but the audience in the venue had not diminished at all. This was the attraction of battle, blood, and gold coins. To be honest, Mingqi was quite attracted to it.
He wanted to stay a little longer, but thinking about how many people were waiting for him in the hotel, Mingqi decided to go back.
After the old man left, Ming Qi was about to leave when a young man stepped forward, handed Ming Qi a gold coin card and said, "Sir, this is the gold coin you received from winning six games in a row. Each game will be divided into corresponding gold coins according to level. A total of
There are 190,000 gold coins."
Ming Qi was slightly shocked that he had defeated five Neng Masters and one Neng General could actually receive so much reward. What if he was Neng King level, or Neng Emperor level!?
After taking the gold coin card, the young man slowly retreated. Mingqi stopped lingering and hurried back to the hotel.