Supreme Emperor of Swords - Chapter 61

[Chapter 61 Sun Jiutian Comes Again]

Although he himself knew that he should celebrate with the ordinary disciples, so as to cultivate his popularity in the Qingshan East Courtyard, but after a moment of hesitation, Li Lan chose to leave.

On the one hand, he continued to adjust his breath and luck to restore his strength, to prepare for tomorrow’s more difficult competition, and to adjust his body to the best condition.

On the other hand, the pride in his heart for a long time made him vaguely reject such a scene.

Li Lan’s refusal undoubtedly embarrassed and disappointed the disciples of Qingshan East Courtyard.

Fortunately, when their eyes were fixed on Ding Hao, Ding Hao smiled without hesitation, and said, “Okay, I also wanted to have fun with everyone, and I just borrowed flowers to offer Buddha, thank you for your participation in today’s competition. , spare no effort to cheer for me and Senior Brother Li Lan!”

“Yeah! Long live Senior Brother Ding!”

The disciples of the East Green Shirts suddenly cheered excitedly.

“It’s Senior Brother Ding who looks down on us! Hmph, it doesn’t look like someone!” Wang Xiaoqi deliberately said in a moderate voice.

Hearing this, Li Lan, who was turning to leave, was shocked and stopped.

“Boy, what did you say?” Ge Yin glared at Wang Xiaoqi.

Wang Xiaoqi did not show weakness: “What? You can’t even speak?”

“You…” Ge Yin and Zhang Tianlun, two of Li Lan’s henchmen, were instantly furious. Everyone could see that Wang Xiaoqi was deliberately taking advantage of the opportunity to run on Li Lan and weaken Li Lan’s position in Qingshan East. influence of the House.

“Forget it, let’s go.”

Without turning her head, Li Lan waved her hand, and with her two henchmen, disappeared into the distance.

Wang Xiaoqi looked at the back of the three of them leaving, and a smug smile appeared on his face.

He turned his head and saw that Ding Hao was looking at him with a strange look, his heart was agitated, and he quickly explained: “Senior Brother Ding, please don’t misunderstand, I’m not trying to provoke your relationship with Senior Brother Li, just You will soon know that everything I do, Wang Xiaoqi, is definitely for your own good.”

Ding Hao shook his head slightly and stopped talking.

Everyone was laughing and laughing, and surrounded Ding Hao and walked towards the dining room in the east courtyard of Qingshan.

There, there were more disciples, all waiting for the arrival of the heroes in the courtyard, cheers and laughter danced in the sky, attracting envious glances from the disciples of other courtyards.

Time flies by.

The fiery red sunset fell on the horizon, and the mountain gate of Asking Sword Sect finally began to quiet down.

After more than two hours of lively chatter between the dining room and the disciples in the same courtyard, Ding Hao made an excuse, left the dining room, and found time to come out alone to sort out his mood.

Walking in the quiet tree-lined path, feeling the cool breeze coming at night, as comfortable as a sympathizer’s hand, he couldn’t help feeling filled with emotion.

A month ago, I was a fresh graduate of high school on Earth.

But now, he has become an outstanding disciple of this different time and space continent sect.

Although he was reluctant to part with his previous life, Ding Hao found that he seemed to like and enjoy his current identity and life more, and he had accepted everything at present and was intoxicated by it.

The Endless Continent is a bizarre world full of infinite possibilities.

Ding Hao’s dream of being a swordsman since he was a child is expanding little by little in this infinite possibility space and seeing the possibility of realization.

I don’t know why, at this moment, Ding Hao suddenly remembered Xie Jieyu, the mysterious and beautiful girl beside the Sword Washing Pond.

Especially when the girl is out of the bath.

When she appeared in front of Ding Hao in her wide robe, she was astonished at that moment, her eyes as clear as a mountain stream in late autumn, and her cowardly demeanor, showing an amazing beauty that made everything in the world lose its color. , especially those pure and moving eyes, which were deeply imprinted in Ding Hao’s mind.

“I don’t know where she went, I don’t know how she’s doing now, I don’t know that precocious little girl Tintin, they’re not doing well now…”

Ding Hao sighed in his heart.

In this world of monsters, the fate of the human race is tragic, and they can only live behind the solid city wall. Once the two sisters fail to worship the Sword Sect, they can only return to the wilderness again, and there must be death and no life. It’s almost impossible to say goodbye!

Shaking his head, Ding Hao dispelled the melancholy in his heart and did not think about this mysterious girl.

Under the mottled moonlight and the tree shadow, he remembered the sensible and well-behaved sister Ding Ke’er who disappeared mysteriously in the memory of the fusion, and remembered his promise to the former owner of this body…

Every time he thinks of this, the strong family feeling of blood connection in Ding Hao’s body will once again permeate his whole body without any suspense.

“No matter what the price is, I must get Ke’er back!”

Ding Hao clenched his fists and suddenly became high-spirited again.

So far, Ding Hao’s plan is being realized step by step.

His strength is improving rapidly, and if this trend continues, one day, Ding Hao will have enough strength to walk out of the Sword Sect without fear of the threat of monsters and generals, freely walk in the wilderness, and go to distant places. In the mysterious Nanyu, find the missing sister Ding Keer.

And when this long-cherished wish is fulfilled, Ding Hao will travel the world and see this magical world, while trying his best to climb the peak of martial arts in this world.

Travel the world with a sword, and walk and sing!

Even if there is injustice, it will be broken with a single sword!

This is what a real hot-blooded man should do.

His thoughts gradually became clear, and the fighting spirit in Ding Hao’s heart was rekindled.

His will became incomparably firm, his palm tightly grasped the hilt of the rusty sword, and he figured out all of this. Ding Hao’s whole temperament, under the bright moonlight, had a sublimation.

at this time–

“Who?” Ding Hao sensed something, stopped and asked cautiously.

Opposite, in the woods, a figure in a white shirt slowly walked out.

This man is slightly fat, with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

It is [Qiyi League] the fourth grandson Jiutian.

In the arena in the daytime, the young genius of the white shirt intermediate academy who had just been defeated by Ding Hao, after the treatment of Liang Feixue and Li Muyun, his demeanor has completely recovered, his breath is normal, and there is no sign of injury just now.

Sun Jiutian stood opposite, the moonlight shone on his face, and his expression was unusually calm.

Ding Hao looked around in other directions.

“Don’t get me wrong.” A wry smile appeared on Sun Jiutian’s face, and said, “I didn’t expect that I would leave such a bad impression on you, don’t worry, I’m here to find you this time, although the [Qiyimeng] He is not a strong man who is famous for asking Jianshan, but he still has at least some self-respect and a bottom line, and he will never become angry because of his failure in the daytime, and unite to ambush a fellow disciple.”