The night is getting deeper.

Zhou Jinglei was lying on the bed and tossing and turning.

Looking back on the daytime competition, the pressure in his heart became increasingly greater.

Half a month ago, Chen Mu was just an ordinary person.

Now, he is no longer Chen Mu's opponent.

In just half a month, the gap opened...

If this had been a long time, let alone surpassing it, I would probably not even have the qualification to compete with Chen Mu.

He is a person with a strong personality, and when he thinks of this, he can't sleep anymore.

Not long after, he sat up from the bed, then lit the light and began to practice.

...

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

In a courtyard in Qingzhu Forest.

Wen Sheng, the second outer disciple who went to the Stone Forest during the day, was sleeping in a daze.

In his sleep, he heard those few more words vaguely.

"One step slow, one step slow!"

"Don't you understand who your real competitor is?"

Then, another nightmare sound came from deep inside him!

"How can you sleep!"

"You lost eight spirit stones during the day, can you sleep?"

"Somewhat is promising!"

...

Wen Sheng suddenly woke up in his sleep, and his whole body was soaked in cold sweat.

“Hu…hu…”

After taking a few deep breaths in a row, Wensheng recovered from his spirit.

He lost eight spirit stones, and he should have made up for it through hard work, but he was indeed very sleepy, so he went to bed directly.

However, after experiencing a nightmare, his sleepiness disappeared most of his life.

Wensheng touched his wet temples and decided to go out for some breath.

Put on your clothes, get out of bed and walk out of the room.

He found that the lights were still on in the courtyard next door.

This made his heart tremble slightly, and he had some bad premonitions.

Looking further away, there are actually many courtyards with lights on green bamboo forests!

What's wrong with this?

They are not still practicing, are they?

Thinking of this, he quickly walked to the next courtyard and shouted softly: "Brother Zhao, are you still not sleeping at such a late night?"

A reply came from the courtyard soon.

"Oh, I'm washing my clothes and I'm going to bed right away!"

do the laundry?

Wen Sheng was a little unbelievable.

Where can I wash clothes until now?

And he couldn't hear the sound of washing clothes.

Thinking of this, he tiptoed to the window ridge and glanced secretly inside.

I saw Brother Zhao sitting cross-legged on the cushion and breathing, with a faint cunning smile on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this scene, Wen Sheng felt his scalp numb and his whole body was about to explode!

Is the competition so intense before I knew it?

Too scary!

He did not hide and directly scolded: "Brother Zhao! You are clearly practicing secretly! Why do you swear me!"

The outer disciple surnamed Zhao in the room suddenly opened his eyes and his eyes became dodging.

After a while, he stammered: "Who Zhou Jinglei is so talented and is still practicing. What's wrong with me practicing?"

Wen Sheng rushed out without saying a word and looked away.

Sure enough, the lights in the courtyard in the corner were still on.

This made him feel cold.

The disciples of the outer sect who had just started to pursue them all. Before they could show off their mistakes, they came back to their senses, without saying a word and returned to their courtyard.

good!

Isn’t it just practice?

Who can't!

You guys!

No one can squeeze me into a servile disciple!

...

It was late again at night, and the lights in half of the courtyards in the north of Qingzhulin were on.

An outer disciple of the second generation of immortals came out to swear. Seeing so many lights in the distance, people were stunned and urinated on their hands.

"Is there anything going on tonight? It's so weird!"

Seeing that the light next door was on, he hurried to ask.

The same sentence replied.

"Zhou Jinglei hasn't even slept yet. What's wrong with me practicing?"

The outer disciple was shocked when he heard this, and then he realized that most of the outer disciples of the foreign sect, that is, the civilian sect.

On the other hand, my own school is sleeping!

He immediately reacted!

This is a planned group event!

The foreigners are afraid they will cause trouble!

Thinking of this, he quickly came to the courtyard of another companion and shouted, "Don't sleep! They are still practicing! I feel like they are going to make trouble! Maybe they have some big plans! Hurry up and notify others!"

After the outer disciples in the courtyard woke up, they were shocked when they saw the situation outside.

When is this time? This group of people are still practicing!

Are you crazy?

Do you really want to make trouble?

He did not dare to neglect, so he quickly informed other disciples of their sect.

"Wake up quickly, they are going to make trouble! They are still practicing so late!"

...

"Wake up, they're going to make trouble!"

"What? They're going to fuck us out?"

...

"Wake up, the foreign guys are still practicing. They said that they should improve their cultivation and make us shit!"

...

Just pass one by one, pass one by one.

Finally it was passed to Muxiong.

"Senior Brother Mu, Zhou Jinglei is still practicing!

He spoke... and said he wanted to fuck you out of the outer competition to avenge the entry competition!"

Mu Xiong was sleeping in a daze. When he suddenly heard this, he jumped from the bed!

Then he jumped out of the bed without saying a word. As soon as he went out, he saw the courtyards with lights in the distance.
To be continued...