I just want to touch, what bad thoughts can I have?

Chapter 123 A Beast's Mao Mao ([-]-character chapter)
A Beast ran straight to the lawn area, and then came to a certain young man who was lying on the ground, and sniffed carefully around him.

A little doubt appeared on the dirty little face.

She hasn't done it yet!

Why did this person lie down?

The young man who wanted to challenge couldn't even make it to the official start of the challenge, so he couldn't bear the impact of the field and lost consciousness.

In fact, not only the young man, but even some of the participants who were about to participate in the next sword fight were abruptly shaken in place, and their spirits were lax.

With a whole body of strength, it would be good to be able to display seven or eight points in the future.

The power of the domain is too supermodel for the vast majority of people present.

Let alone domains, they haven't even formed the prototype of the domain, and the gap between them and those who master the domain cannot be counted.

Most of the people were immersed in the shock of the eruption in the A Beast domain, and no one spoke for a while, and the scene fell into silence.

But there are always exceptions.

"Tut... tsk tsk... tsk tsk..."

Ji Huai'an heard the sound of smacking his lips, and inexplicably, the sound he made when the old dog breeder in the park downstairs called out to the pup who had run away.

The strong smell of meat came to his nostrils, he subconsciously swallowed his saliva, his eyes shifted.

All I saw was a young man in a bathrobe by his side, squatting down, holding a big fragrant chicken leg that came out of nowhere.

And constantly put on a seductive posture to seduce a certain little beast on the lawn.

The little beast's eyes are almost staring straight now.

Fang Qingran, what are you doing? You are here!

He held back his mouth.

No matter how outrageous he looks, he is still alone, a sword repairer who is qualified to participate in the sword competition, how could he be attracted to him like this...

In less than two seconds, Ji Huai'an withdrew his thoughts.

A Beast rushed to Fang Qingran in an instant like a whirlwind, retracted his hips, sat up straight, straightened up, raised his head, a dull hair protruding from under the husky hat, swayed so fast and urgently that he could almost see an afterimage.

Her big dark eyes stared straight at the chicken leg in the boy's hand, revealing full of anticipation.

"Want to eat?"

A strange uncle's unique smile appeared on Fang Qingran's face, and he brought the chicken leg that he took out from the blood space to the little girl's mouth.

Since having the bloodline space, he has always kept necessary resources such as food and water inside in case of emergencies.

He knew that his actions seemed to be a bit like the strange sorghum who used a lollipop to lure little loli, but there was absolutely no thought of punishment in his heart.

It is against the law to do that to the mentally handicapped!
Don't mess around!

Being willing to spend a huge sum of five yuan to buy a big chicken drumstick to lure the other party has nothing to do with her or him, it is purely because he saw...

"Ah... woo!"

A Beast opened its mouth wide, revealing two small pointed canine teeth, and bit it down.

The delicious chicken legs narrowed her eyes happily, and she didn't realize that the evil palm had quietly reached out to the husky hat.

With the palms inserted into the cap and covering the soft and fluffy hair, lines of information popped up in Fang Qingran's mind.

[Obtain the weapon successfully, attribute beast affinity +2]

【A Beast's Hair】

[Quality: Gray]

[Basic bonus: wolf god breath +1]

[Special Effect: None]

[Remarks: The owner of this hair may have a certain relationship with a wolf god.It is worth mentioning that there have been unconfirmed rumors circulating in the wolf clan that among the high-ranking wolf gods, a husky got in and enjoyed the worship of the wolves together. 】

【A Beast's Silly Hair】

[Quality: Blue]

[Basic bonus: wolf blood talent +50]

【Special effect】

[Stay hair seal: pull out the stay hair, the restrictions on the beast will be released, and the mad state will be activated, which will last until the physical strength is exhausted, or the stay hair is inserted back. 】

[Stay hairy plug: When you insert this stupid hair on your head, you will temporarily gain the skills [Wolf Clan Language Proficiency] and [Wolf Clan Morphology]. 】

【Remarks: Aww~~Aww~~】

Quietly grabbing a piece of hair and holding it in his hand, Fang Qingran spread his empty hands and showed it to A Beast who swallowed the chicken leg with its flesh and bones.

The big eyes of the girl blinked, and the expression showed a loss that was visible to the naked eye.

The delicious food was gone, she was depressed, and the dull hair on the top of her head also fell down, and she was listless.

Seeing this scene, he rubbed his hands to express comfort.

Fang Qingran didn't take the opportunity to pluck out a few more hairs.

For him at present, no matter whether it is Ah Beast's Mao Mao or Du Mao, they don't have any particular practical value, so it's good to keep it on others' heads for now.

When you need to use it someday, it's not too late to coax it with food.

At this time, most people had recovered from the shock brought by the A Beast Domain. Inside the building, a middle-aged man with a long sword slanted and slightly frosted temples slowly walked out.

As soon as he showed up, Ah Shou abandoned Fang Qingran and ran to Fang Qingran's side.

He bent down, took out a clean handkerchief from his pocket, and carefully wiped the girl's dirty hands. He frowned slightly, and whispered:
"A Beast, when you enter Tianshu Academy, you can't run like before.

This is Tianshu City, and it is no longer the scarlet wasteland where you used to live.

And, you should remember that you are an upright person now, not a wolf child anymore. "

The girl raised her small face, as if trying to understand the meaning of the man's words.

"Xie Fusheng, in Tianshu City, one of the few masters of swordsmanship who is second only to seniors in swordsmanship."

With a calm tone, Ji Huaixing introduced the identity of the middle-aged man to Fang Qingran in a low voice.

"The biggest prize of our sword competition this time is provided by this senior Xie.

If you can win the sword competition, the amount of bone tempering paste you get is estimated to be able to temper a sword bone of about 30 yuan. This is not a small number, it can be regarded as a big deal. "

"30 yuan?"

Fang Qingran's eyes lit up.

Doesn't this mean that as long as he can win the sword competition, two-thirds of the unlocking conditions for the seventh level of the chapter of the sword can be achieved, and he only needs to find five more second-level virtual demons to kill to break through!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look around the crowd.

These are all his competitors.

But to be honest, he didn't take most of them to heart.

There are only a few people who can make him care, and they are without exception, all of them judged by him to be able to withstand the development of the field of eye sword + soul thought + sword hero!
After helping A Beast wipe his hands, Xie Fusheng's gentle gaze swept over everyone present.

"Sword competition is a routine event after each trial in the Sword Tomb, so I won't say anything more about it.

The rules of this sword competition are very simple, and it will be conducted in the form of a ring battle.

Participants are divided into attacking and defending.

Each person can attack twice.

The more rounds the ring guards serve as the ring masters, the richer the rewards will be. "

There was a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked like a spectator waiting for a good show to start, watching the excitement was no big deal:

"Of course, I still have a small setting here.

If there is a challenger who has more than 5 minutes of unchallenged time, I will consider that none of you dare to attack, and he will directly win the sword competition. "

All the participants were in an uproar, Xie Fusheng dusted himself off, and sat back on his own, a grand master's chair in the building slid out in time to catch him firmly.

"The rules have been set, who is willing to go up to defend the ring first?"

After the words fell, many sword masters looked at each other in blank dismay. Even geniuses such as Qiao Tingzhu who had a certain degree of confidence in their own strength and integrated into Wushuang Sword Soul, no one chose to take the lead.

The first one to go up to defend the ring and become the ring leader will certainly win the attention of the audience, but the pressure will undoubtedly be the greatest.

If you don't have the absolute strength to stand out from the crowd, it would be foolish to rush to the ring for the moment's attention.

Xie Fusheng looked at the sword cultivators in front of him who were struggling in their hearts contentedly, he raised his eyebrows, and when he wanted to add another fire to stimulate everyone, the calm boy's voice came to everyone's ears.

His voice was not too loud, but at this moment, it sounded like a thunderclap.

"I'll be the first to guard the ring."

The boy in a bathrobe walked straight to the center of the field, Ji Huai'an raised his hand subconsciously, and pulled it forward.

Fang Qingran's initiative instantly attracted the attention of everyone present.

Ji Huaixing didn't make a sound. In his deep eyes, a bit of surprise first appeared, and then it turned into a touch of admiration.

This move undoubtedly requires courage and strength as support, and courage comes before strength.

Perhaps in many people's minds, this kind of behavior can be called reckless, but he doesn't think so.

To practice swords, you must first practice the three-pointed and indomitable spirit!
Too much and it will be reckless, too little and it will be too soft.

Some sword learners always hold the idea of ​​being rigid and easy to break, and they are timid and timid when doing anything. They don't know that they have not even achieved rigidity, and they have never become rigid, and have always been withered.

Besides, those who have no strength are reckless. He has seen this young man fight with An Daoran, and he can be [-]% sure that the opponent is really confident and can win the battle under the pressure of being the first defender. winning!

"The one who chose to be the first to defend the ring turned out to be him!"

All eyes were on Fang Qingran in the center, and many sword cultivators whispered to each other.

This one is definitely not a stranger to them.

If it is said, who is the most eye-catching in the Sword Tomb Trial, they will undoubtedly vote for each other.

Whether it was forging the Wushuang Sword Soul with one's own hands, or defeating that old man who looked like a demon king alone when everyone was down, it was all legendary.

Most of the sword cultivators wisely chose to give up the challenge just by seeing Fang Qingran's face and comparing the opponent's previous strength in the Sword Tomb Trial, but not everyone had such an idea.

"I'm here to attack!"

Qiao Tingzhu pursed his lips, walked out of the crowd, and stood opposite the young man.

"is her?"

Fang Qingran naturally remembered the girl in front of her.

The leader of the second year of the Sword Academy of Tianshu Academy!

"Her spiritual fire is stronger than Ji Huai'an, reaching the middle of the candle!"

Perceiving the opponent's strength, his eyes became a little more serious.

I have confirmed the eyes, it is not an opponent who can drop the sword in seconds!
The early stage of the light candle and the middle stage of the light candle are also divided into small realms, but compared with the small realm of the firefly stage, the increase in the leap of the spiritual fire is far better than I don't know how much.

In the Yinghuo stage, many geniuses were able to rely on various means to achieve leapfrog combat, but starting from Guangzhu, there are not many geniuses who can continue to continue the glory of Yinghuo's leapfrog battle.

At every stage, there are always some so-called geniuses who will be relegated to the ranks of 'ordinary'.

"Qiao Tingzhu."

Qiao Tingzhu took the initiative to report his name.

She tried to sound calmer.

Looking at the young man in front of her, her eyes were slightly fixed. Even if her own spiritual fire was far stronger than the opponent's, she was not sure of victory.

But she still chose to stand up and attack.

It has nothing to do with personal grievances, it's purely that she suspects that if she doesn't come up, maybe no one will come up to attack the other party for 5 minutes!
This is by no means a joke, she will take the initiative to stand up because she recognizes the other party's strength!
If she missed out on winning due to this reason, she might not be able to sleep well in the next few months.

Calmly, communicating with the Mirage Sword Soul in her body, she concentrated her attention and was unprecedentedly serious.

Well, she admitted, it was a little more personal.

Woohoo, why did you fly into someone's arms first, Mirage, my Mirage Sword Soul!
The Sword Tomb Trial has been opened so many times, and there has never been such a situation!
Fang Qingran couldn't see the tears of forgiveness in Qiao Tingzhu's heart, his state of mind was very peaceful:

"Fang Qingran, please."

After the two finished speaking, the crowd around the audience rubbed their eyes. The figure of the girl in their field of vision drifted away with the wind and turned into nothingness.

"Before we knew it, we fell under the illusion of Mirage Sword Soul!"

The spectators who were always paying attention to the situation on the battlefield were shocked.

If it were them on the field, they would have no way to break through this move alone, and they could only admit defeat.

"How will Fang Qingran respond?"

Everyone looked at the center and found that the boy was standing with his hands down, not moving.

He just stood quietly in the lingering white mist, as if he had been trapped in an illusion, unable to extricate himself, and everyone couldn't help but sweat for him.

There were only three of them, their expressions remained calm.

Ji Huai'an, who had witnessed Fang Qingran's full strength, didn't feel worried at all.

From the very beginning, his goal was to be second in the sword competition.

It's not that he doesn't want to fight for the first place, but he is too clear about how powerful someone will be if he really wants to let go of his hands and feet.

Anyway, he is convinced.

"ended."

Rubbing the pear wood armrest of the Grand Master's chair with his fingertips, Xie Fusheng added a sentence with a warm smile on his face, in a voice that only he could hear:
"Winning, it's decided."

A Beast standing behind the side of the grand master's chair bared his lips suddenly, let out a low growl, and his hairs exploded. The dull hair on the front of the husky's hat was like a sharp sword out of its sheath, and his pupils shrunk into needlepoints. An invisible force, unstoppable Radiate in all directions in a controlled manner!

"Do not be nervous."

Xie Fusheng was dumb, and spoke to comfort him.

At the same moment, the boy's words echoed in the audience, as indifferent as ever:
"Sister Qiao, let me go!"

(End of this chapter)