I rely on culinary skills to cry in the world of comprehension

Chapter 17 Third Junior Sister What's Wrong With Her
What others said about Su Changqing didn't listen to him, he was holding his breath and concentrating on stabilizing his figure.

After stabilizing, Su Changqing used all his strength to strike at Lu Yuanshun's left hand with his sword intent, and Lu Yuanshun took several steps back in shock.

Lu Yuan's eyes instantly became serious.

Can't see it?This little grasshopper still has such great strength and a little bit of cleverness, and he can also see his weaknesses.

The melody of the sonoring is the sound of the sword intent flowing on the sword, and the sword light alternately falls and dances.

The flickering shadows moved repeatedly, causing the world to change color.

The roaring thunder and lightning fell to the ground, chiseling a shattered ray of light.

The monks below were all shocked, "Oh my god, it's Brother Lu's Thunder Spirit Root!"

"Senior Brother Lu even used Lei Linggen, I'm afraid it's that person..."

"Brother Lu, is this going to be serious?"

"Can this unknown cultivator from the last peak get out alive under Senior Brother Lu's hands?"

At this moment, Su Changqing silently provoked his opponent to speak, but just raised his sword shadow and stabbed at Lu Yuanshun who was opposite him with his left hand.

His breath smelled bloody and sweet, and his moves turned into demon fireworks that smashed everything, circling and spreading towards Lu Yuanshun's heart and lungs.

Lu Yuan snorted coldly, raised his sword against it.

Su Changqing continued to launch attacks without formations.

It seemed that he was about to win this game with no way out.

After winning this preliminary round, and after the trial round, as long as he goes through the final round, he will be able to win rich rewards for Qingcang Peak, and he will have more ingredients to live up to what the third senior sister has done for him. Their senior brother will also be saved...

He couldn't help laughing bitterly, and then coughed violently. He didn't know when he was hit by a sharp sword. Maybe the sharp blade was too fast, and the sharp pain in his wound was only at this moment.

The crowd exclaimed, "My God, he was stabbed!"

Su Changqing knew that he couldn't slack off and take a breath for a moment, maybe he would turn into dust when he fell down, and he couldn't get up again.

So, he gritted his teeth, unfolded the scabbard, sacrificed the sword within the sword, and only wanted to end the battle with one move.

It was too late, but it was so fast, the moment Su Changqing's figure was rushing out, his right hand grabbed the void, and immediately his sword suddenly appeared, holding its sheath, and slammed towards Lu Yuanshun.

With a bang, the sword turned into a rainbow, piercing through nothingness at a faster speed than Su Changqing, and appeared directly in front of Lu Yuanshun. He lifted it up and pointed at the approaching sword.

Victory and defeat.

Su Changqing fell into a pool of blood.

"Fourth Junior Brother!"

Yan He was in a hurry.

The referee sitting in front of the ring stood up again, "Three—"

"two--"

"one!"

"I declare that Wanglian Peak's disciple Lu Yuanshun wins!"

The crowd sighed.

Seeing Su Changqing lying in a pool of blood, no one dared to step forward to fight at this moment.

Yan He's heart ached, she never expected such a result.

She hurriedly went up to the stage with Nan He and lifted Su Changqing off, patted Nan He on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "Second Senior Brother, it's up to you here, I'll take Fourth Senior Brother down to treat the wound first..."

Yan He carried Su Changqing into the distance, but he turned his head and said worriedly, "It doesn't matter if you win or not, your life is the most important thing!"

Don't work so hard like that silly kid like Fourth Junior Brother!
Nan He nodded silently, and ran to the ring alone.

He wants to avenge the blood hatred for the fourth junior brother.

……

Yan He hugged Su Changqing back to the house in a hurry, healed his wound as quickly as possible, and took care of him day and night by the door of his bed, even the sword master didn't have the mood to wait and see up.

Yan He stayed at home for several days until Su Changqing recovered.

When I opened the door again, I found that the whole world had changed.

Looking at the pile of rich ingredients in the narrow kitchen, Yan He was lost in thought: ...

Am I dreaming?
It must be the wrong way for her to open it.

Yan He went out and closed the door and pushed the door in again. Looking at the dazzling pile of ingredients, he confirmed that he was not blinded by the sight, so he couldn't restrain his excitement.

"what!!"

A helpless voice sounded from the side, "Third Junior Sister, calm down."

It was only then that Yan He realized that there was a figure in Zhuyeqing in the narrow kitchen at this time, and she couldn't hold back her excited voice, "Second Senior Brother!"

"What the hell is going on here?"

"Why are there so many ingredients here? Is our division well-developed..."

Nan He unnaturally coughed twice, the first time he talked so much, "Third Junior Sister, this is a long story..."

"We won the top three in the Qingcang Peak Sword Intent Competition, but thanks to you."

Yan He:? ? ?
Thanks to her?But she didn't seem to be helping at all.

During the Sword Intent Competition, she was taking care of the Fourth Junior Brother...

Seeing Yan He's puzzled look, Nan He's expressionless face flashed unnaturally for a moment, but it quickly disappeared, and returned to the original expressionless face, telling the truth, "It's because of your supplement pill."

Yan He was even more confused.

Tonic pills?
What effect does the Great Tonic Pill have? It's nothing more than boosting energy, but it can't improve cultivation...

Nan He seemed to see what she was thinking, and continued, "That's right, I often felt low in energy during the Sword Intent Competition, it was your Dabu Wan who gave me endless energy, and I narrowly won... ..."

After hearing this, Yan He was completely enlightened, and ran towards the pile of ingredients in a blink of an eye, "Second Senior Brother, are these ingredients rewarded by the top three in the Sword Intent Competition?"

Nan He nodded, and continued to speak surprisingly, "That's not all."

"The head also gave some treasured sword manuals, pills, and enough money."

Yan He blinked, "Second Senior Brother, how much is the total?"

She can use this money...

Nan He looked at her with a look of seeing through everything, "What do you want to buy?"

When Yan He heard this, both eyes were shining, "!!Second senior brother, I want to buy an old hen, no, two are okay!"

Nan He nodded, "Yes. You can buy three."

"Ahhhh!"

Yan He couldn't restrain his prehistoric power any longer, and rushed over to hold Nanhe Perak's invincible whirlwind, "Thank you! Second Senior Brother!! I love you!"

Nan He who was turned dizzy:? ? ?
Third Junior Sister, what's wrong with her?

Kind of scary.

Nan He turned around feeling like he was about to vomit, and he groaned in his heart, Third Junior Sister, when will you let me down?

Hearing this voice, Yan He finally realized, what was she doing just now? !

This is indeed a bit inappropriate, and quickly put Nan He down, "I'm sorry, Second Senior Brother, I lost my composure."

It's not just a gaffe, it's simply too rude!

(End of this chapter)