This warrior is so fierce

Chapter 312 Late Night
Ouyang Xuanji's technique is more sophisticated than before.

She left the house where she communicated with Cao Su.

Cao Su has been standing on the roof.

Standing against the wind, holding the knife with one hand, the robes are rattling.

Ouyang Xuanji is a good partner. Relying on her in the past, she obtained information about Chen Zhen and suppressed Chen Zhen in the information war.

Coming and going is a normal way of cooperation, and Cao Su didn't want to break the contract.

But it seems that the difficulty of being in the top ten of the phoenix chick list is really not small.

No need to think about the top eight. Up to No.8, they are all masters of the top-rank force realm. Starting from No.9, there has been a middle-grade force realm.

Among them, the ninth rank is Qu Zi from the fourth rank, and the tenth rank is Shen Xuefeng from the fourth rank.

Both of them are young talents under the age of 30. Among them, Qu Qu is the young son from the Qu family in Jiannan Road, and Shen Xuefeng is the most outstanding disciple of the three generations of Tianjianmen in the god capital.

No one is easy to mess with, Cao Su feels quite pressured.

Fortunately, Ouyang Xuanji didn't say anything dead, it's best to get the top ten rankings, if not, it seems to be okay, but it will be more difficult to do things in the future.

Cao Su thought about it silently.

Suddenly, I saw a scholar walking under the residence where he was standing.

The book looked a bit mischievous, and after looking around, he found that no one noticed his side.

He didn't see Cao Su either, and was about to take out his shotgun to solve his needs.

Cao Su: .
Spicy eyes.

Cao Su dodged directly and disappeared from the roof.

The scholar was so suffocated that he didn't notice anyone disappearing from his head at all. He only felt a gust of cool wind blowing, which made him shiver uncontrollably, and accidentally got some of his shoes on.

After this urination is resolved, the scholar will feel really comfortable.

He looked up and saw a peach blossom growing from the top of the wall, and he suddenly felt inspired.

"One branch. One branch. Out of the wall"

He still didn't accumulate enough, held back there for a long time, but couldn't think of any good sentences.

Kuiran let out a long sigh, and dropped the brush in his hand that he was about to write.

The brush rolled to the corner and got his yellow water on it.

"A branch of red apricot came out of the wall!"

Cao Su couldn't help but appear again.

He was already gone, but it was rare to hear a line of poetry that he could match, and he subconsciously got it right.

"Fart, where did you get the red apricot?"

The sly-eyed scholar got angry, followed the voice, and saw Cao Su in a white boa robe.

After Cao Su finished speaking, he regretted it. He just couldn't stand that someone was better than him. With this level, he dared to come to participate in Qiuwei?
"Hmph, chicken."

Cao Su snorted coldly, and didn't talk to the scholar, just dodged and really left the scene.

Leaving behind a bewildered scholar, feeling depressed.

Can a martial artist say the poem "A branch of red apricot came out of the wall"?
It seems that he is really not suitable for composing poems. Who made the exam questions this year? Are you crazy? Let him, a top student who is proficient in military and legalism, come here to compose poems?
What about writing a hundred poems?Can you beat the Wanping army?Or can you just let the great virtuous teacher lead the neck to be slaughtered?
"A branch of red apricot came out of the wall?"

When the scholar read this sentence for the first time, he felt very ordinary.

But after thinking about these questions, and reading this sentence again, I feel infinitely mysterious.

"There is only one red apricot out of the wall, which shows that this flower is different, just like I am in sharp contrast with these many scholars who are racking their brains for fame!"

"No wonder it's a red apricot, because it's full of peach blossoms, the ordinary to the extreme peach blossoms, peach blossoms all over the mountains and plains!"

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was something in the half-line of the poem that the warrior said just now.

"I am a branch of red apricot!"

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

The scholar was excited: "I didn't expect an ordinary guard Si Wufu to be able to understand my Sima Zhen's heart. Who is this person? He is really a hero!"

Originally, he was quite disdainful of Cao Su, but now he felt that Cao Su was too powerful, definitely not an ordinary martial artist.

"Who is this person?"

Sima Zhen was so old, and it was the first time he saw a hero who didn't "judging people by their appearance", and immediately wanted to make friends, and wanted to get to know Cao Su well.

But Cao Su has long since disappeared. How can he find him among the vast guards and imperial guards?
Cao Su was not interested in candidates with low quality at all. This scholar's talent is too low, and the scene is so obvious that he can't hold back a poem.

After inspecting the area he was in charge of, he returned to the tall building.

Not long after, the sun was setting, and Qiuwei's poetry research was over.

The chief examiner ordered all the candidates to exit the examination room and return to Shendu City immediately without any mistakes.

Many candidates rushed out of Xiaotao Town.

Many of them made sufficient preparations, brought dry food and water, and there was no physical exhaustion.

Cao Su rode on his horse and returned to Shendu City with his subordinates.

At this time, it was approaching midnight.

At night in Shendu City, the lights are bright.

Surrounded by smoke and clouds, sparkling, countless lights are installed on the bridges on the moat.

With the bright moon in the sky and no dust in the sky, the dancers were dressed up on the boats on the Cao River, swaying and singing tunes on the Luoshui.

The night market sells ling lotus root, and the spring boat carries Qiluo.

The mission of the four of Cao Su was completely over after they entered the city of God.

The three subordinates also bid farewell to Cao Su and returned to their home.

Cao Su rode alone and walked towards Shanglinfang.

Most of the excitement in Shendu City is also in the C-level and D-level square cities. These square cities have the most people and a huge consumption base.

But in second-class cities like Shanglinfang, there are much fewer people.

Cao Su rode a horse and strolled on the streets paved with bluestone slabs, looking much deserted.

Except for important officials in the city, horses are not allowed to ride, but they are allowed to walk.

Slowly pacing tall horses like him is within the scope allowed by the city defense.

Along the way, Cao Su had seen several waves of beaters beating gongs.

When we were about to reach Shanglinfang, the road at the main entrance narrowed.

Cao Su lightly kicked the horse's belly, and the horse took two quick steps forward.

The streets became quieter, and there were not many lights visible in the middle of the night. It seemed that every household had entered into a rest.

The houses on both sides are retreating, and the streets are getting narrower.

A cold chill suddenly emerged, followed his feet, and penetrated into his body, making him shiver uncontrollably.

Taking a closer look, I saw that I didn't know when, I had already arrived outside Cao's house.

There are two stone lions at the entrance of the house, and a red lantern hangs under the door plaque.

The red was so bright that his eyes felt a little stinging, as if what he saw was not the red of the lantern, but the blood of the battlefield.

In the darkness, a vague white figure stepped out from the door.

He obviously didn't see its face, nor did it make any sound.

But Cao Su felt that the other party seemed to let out a sinister laugh.

"Where is the evildoer, dare to attack this official?"

Cao Su was furious, purple light flashed in his eyes, and the picture in front of him was shattered like glass.

And that white figure uttered a piercing ghostly cry, bounced off the wet ground, and rushed towards Cao Su's face.

Only then did Cao Su realize that he had unknowingly walked to the edge of the Cao River.

The horse that sat down didn't know where it went, just now he was sitting on the stone bench by the lake, as if he was going to jump into Hanoi anytime and anywhere.

Bai Ying was as fast as lightning, he had just broken free from the illusion and had no time to dodge.

Being directly hit by the white shadow, the whole person swayed, and white smoke billowed from his head.

"What is this?"

"court death!"

Cao Su's eyes radiated fierceness, and all the internal energy in his body began to run wild.

The white shadow that drilled into his body, like a starving ghost, crazily drilled into his body, and "eat" all the white air that came out of Cao Su's body.

Cao Su's blood was soaring, and the temperature on his body was getting higher and higher.

The white gas that comes out is the high-burning product of internal energy mixed with blood, and this thing is actually eaten one by one?

Cao Su was secretly surprised, and sat cross-legged on the bank of the Cao River.

He reached out and grabbed the white shadow on his body.

But the white shadow was soundless, invisible, and circled around Cao Su's body, then returned to his back, frantically absorbing the white air from Cao Su.

Just when it finished eating the white gas on Cao Su's body surface, it was about to bite Cao Su's surface skin.

A black light suddenly appeared from Cao Su's body.

This black light appeared on Cao Su's body like a pair of armor composed of light. When Bai Ying bit down, he was directly bounced off by the "black armor"!

Tyrants!

Cao Su's supernatural power was forced out by this thing, and it operated automatically, forming a decisive defense structure, which made Bai Ying unable to speak.

At the same time, it was forced to separate from Cao Su's body surface.

Cao Su became ruthless, a monstrous evil spirit erupted, he stretched out his hand, and grabbed it suddenly.

He directly caught the white shadow that bounced off.

However, like a stream of water, it fell from Cao Su's hand into two pieces and fell to the ground. After landing, it turned into a ball again and fled towards the Cao River at high speed.

How could Cao Su let it run away, and chase after it!

The two stood in front of each other, and when the white shadow was about to touch the surface of the Cao River, Cao Su directly waved his palm.

The Fire Poison Palm slapped on it.

It screamed in pain and made a "sizzling" sound, and was seriously injured.

But it also accelerated the speed of falling into the river.

Cao Su tapped his toes lightly on the river surface, and his whole body bounced up.

His eyes moved slightly, and he stared at Cao He with scrutiny and deep eyes.

The city of God in the dark night, the pitch-black Caohe.

It's like a bottomless pit, and I don't know how many demons and ghosts are hidden.

(End of this chapter)