Almighty Ninjutsu's Killing God System

Almighty Ninjutsu Killing God System Chapter 300

At this time, he, a single dog of ten thousand years, realized that he was too straightforward. He was simply a steel bar.

Because at the beginning of Yujian's flight, he asked Li Wanru if he wanted to stand behind him and let him fly.

But Li Wanru didn't want to trouble Xiao Han, so he declined.

But he didn't expect that he, a straight man, really took it seriously, and he really let Li Wanru fly all the way by himself, so that the present scene would appear.

"Senior Sister Li, I'm sorry, blame me, everything is to me. It's been some time on the way, we should have a rest!" After that, Xiao Han directly picked up Li Wanru, and then slowly fell towards the yellow sand.

Upon seeing this, Li Wanru smiled sweetly, and the idiot finally realized.

When they landed slowly, a scorching high temperature quickly hit from the yellow sand, and the two of them were roasted and sweated immediately.

"This desert is really not a place for people to stay. I will become black charcoal in the sun like this!" Li Wanru kept wiping the sweat on his forehead.

Even a spiritualist with such a high level of cultivation as her can hardly bear the baking of the scorching sun. This shows how high the temperature is!

"Hehe, Senior Sister, don't worry, I have a way!" Xiao Han said, but his hands quickly formed a seal.

Then, he slammed on the yellow sand.

"Mu Dun? The Art of the Four Pillars Family"

With his burst of drink, the yellow sand was trembling, and then a wooden attic popped up. On this attic there are still green vines, looking fresh and beautiful, giving people a kind of coolness. sense.

Looking at the attic that suddenly appeared, Li Wanru looked at Xiao Han with a dull expression, her eyes full of weirdness.

"Senior Sister Li, are you interested in coming to my humble house?" Xiao Han stood at the door, gently pushed the door open, and then looked at Li Wanru with a smile.

"Punch~~Okay!" Although I don't know how Xiao Han did it, Li Wanru still smiled, and then slowly stepped into the wooden house.

On the other side, in Green Water City, Fan Qiu's exclamation sounded from the Chifeng gang, and Fan Xia who heard the sound rushed over.

"Sister, what's the matter!!"

"Sanmei she ran away!!" Fan Qiu took a note and stuffed it into Fan Xia's hand, only to see a paragraph on the note.

"The world is so big, I want to go see it, two sisters don't read it!!"

Chapter 316

Time flies, and another month has passed unconsciously.

The Lone Zhou Peak of Thousand Swords Sect is still clean as usual, but compared with the cleanness of Lone Zhou Peak, today's Tiandu Peak is full of lights, beaming, and full of voices.

In the battlefield of Tiandu Peak, a group of handymen are doing the venue layout work for the Bamai Huiwu, which is held every four years. One day later, it will be the day when the Bamai Huiwu officially opens.

The Eight Channels Huiwu is the most important large-scale celebration of the Thousand Swords. It is held every four years. The first Eight Channels Huiwu was held to celebrate the establishment of the Qianjian Sect, and it slowly evolved into the Qianjian Sect. Zong’s fixed celebration.

The importance of this celebration to the Thousand Sword Sect is no less important than the current Olympic Games to mankind and to all countries.

Because this is a time to win honor for their respective group forces. It is the eight peaks, oh no, the seven peaks compete for the best. Whether they can stand alone and become the only opportunity above the other six peaks.

And it is for this reason that everyone is excited and excited from the leaders of the major peaks of the sect to the humble handymen who perform sanitation in each peak.

And for large-scale events like Bamai Huiwu, there is naturally a special gambling game off the court.

Among them, each Fengmai, each contestant is a bet. Different people or Fengmai wins and loses, and there are different odds.

Gambling is so attractive no matter which world it is in.

And gambling methods like this kind of betting have existed since the inception of the first Eight Meridian Meeting.

So speaking of it, this bet gambling is the same as the Eight Channel Huiwu itself, and it also has a long history.

Because of this, the leaders of the sect did not ban it, but closed one eye as if he hadn't seen it.

And this is another reason for the celebration. Although some people did not participate in the game, they were able to make a lot of money in one bet, and then the salted fish turned over.

Of course, on the contrary, there are also people who count up all night and turn their heads white.

How can this kind of activity between heaven and hell not be exciting and exciting?

Although the environment of Guzhou Peak is clean, it does not mean that everything is clean. For example, at this moment, Da Vinci's heart is very unstable.

"I didn't expect the Eight Channels Huiwu to still play like this? I bet on things like gambling. I thought I would never meet again after entering the sect.

Who should I bet on?

Hey, this is really a headache!

Wait, is it possible to participate in the Eight Meridian Wushu with the current status of the eldest brother?

If he participates, I will hold him properly.

But where are you now?"Since Da Vinci knew that Xiao Han was not dead, he had been waiting for Xiao Han's return all day.

But unexpectedly, after waiting for a few months, now the Eight Meridian Martial Arts is about to start, and there is still no figure in sight, and he can't help but feel a little worried.

While Da Vinci was thinking, he was cooking breakfast silently. Since Xiao Han was absent, he had done all the big and small things on Lonely Zhoufeng alone.

If he is not tired, it must be false, but in the past few months, he has rarely complained.

And because now Xiao Han's reputation in the sect can be described as thunderous, there is already a tendency to surpass the previous Tianjiao Xiao Han.

In addition, the head Li Changqing attributed Xiao Han to his personal disciple, so although Gu Zhoufeng was sparsely populated, no one would dare to treat him Da Vinci.

Not only did it not, but on the contrary, many handymen had applied to be transferred to Guzhou Peak to dip the light, but they were rejected by the peak owner Xiao Qingshan.

Da Vinci naturally supports Xiao Qingshan's approach.

He didn't want anyone to grab his job. Although he was a little tired from doing things alone, he was more free than other Fengmais.

Bringing the prepared meal to Xiao Qingshan, a simple breakfast that could not be simpler, and a pot of wine, this is the beginning of Xiao Qingshan's day.

"Old Xiao, tomorrow is the day when the Eight Meridians will meet martial arts. Although no one of our Guzhou Peak participated in the competition, shouldn't we go and see it?" Standing opposite Xiao Qingshan, Da Vinci said in a slightly cramped manner.

Hearing this, Xiao Qingshan froze for a while, then took a sip of wine, and glanced at Da Vinci lightly, "It's time to go and take a day off tomorrow, you go!"

"Thank you Elder Xiao, tomorrow I will finish everything I should do before going!" Da Vinci said with joy secretly.

"Yeah" Xiao Qingshan nodded, not interested.

Upon seeing this, Da Vinci couldn't help but a hint of hesitation on his face.

This lonely old man lost his son first, and then this time even the handyman with the same name as his son is also missing. So how can he be happy?

He wanted to tell Old Xiao that his eldest brother was not dead, but he swallowed it as soon as he reached his lips. He really didn't know whether he should say it or not.