Situ Jing was stunned and said, "What? What game?"

Meng Shuai said: "The game of life and death. Haven't Mr. Xiong said it before?"

Situ Jing thought for a while, but it was still difficult to understand. Finally, he shouted, "What were you talking about? It was a mess."

Meng Shuai nodded meaningfully and said, "So that's it. Then he will pass it on to you, right? Is it this one?"

Situ Jing was stunned at first, and when he looked at the book in his hand, he saw that the three words "Hundred Poisons Sutra" were written on it. He was slightly shocked, took a step forward, and asked, "Where did you get it?"

Meng Shuai said: "It's just placed it at the bottom of your medicine bags. I see if you use medicinal materials to apply them. If you don't pay attention to them, I will take them over. Why, offend me?"

Situ Jing hummed, "It's good to take it without complaining? It's good, you're good at it."

Meng Shuai said, "Then I will give you back later. But tell me first, is it that Senior Xiong who passed on your scriptures?"

Situ Jing said, "How about that. Actually, I don't care about it. If you want it, you can take it away as long as you can afford the price. I really don't care about this thing. If I want to learn it, I will have to use the classics of the Medicine Buddha Mansion. But don't think of taking advantage of me in vain. My things are not that easy to take."

Meng Shuai smiled and said, "Don't worry, no matter how much I take you, I can make you feel worth the money. It's so dangerous, so dangerous, you almost cheated on people, and I'm losing it. Now it's time."

Situ Jing saw his mysterious appearance, and was curious and disgusted. He just acted impatiently and shouted, "Don't be sneaky, just say..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a slam, and the door separated from both sides, and a sword energy swept into him.

Meng Shuai shouted, "Oh." He fell back with the person and the chair. He heard a tear and the chair was chopped in half. Meng Shuai himself turned it over and landed steadily without any harm.

But when Chen Qian stepped in, held the knife in his hand, his face was gloomy and a little ferocious. He looked at Meng Shuai and said, "You actually betrayed me?"

Meng Shuai, a look of twitching, flashed by, and then smiled and said, "I have never cooperated, how can I betray you?"

Chen Qian nodded and said, "Then you go to die--" by -)9, and slashed forward.

Situ Jing did not expect that the two of them would fight in front of him. He was surprised and happy and took a step back and said, "Very good, the surname Meng, are you going to sue you? Repel him..."

Before he finished speaking, Meng Shuai turned his body out of thin air and rushed towards him, saying, "You should protect me first."

Situ Jing shouted, "Fart--" She shook her sleeves, and the long sword she was carrying close to her body flew out, and it didn't matter that she was about to stab Meng Shuai. Meng Shuai and Chen Qian were both people he hated, so it didn't matter that she killed anyone. Now she had the opportunity to kill Meng Shuai and then kill Chen Qian again, which was also in line with his wishes.

Unexpectedly, Meng Shuai's pounce seemed powerful, but in fact it was very weak. It was halfway through the ground. Then it flipped up and flew several feet backwards, leaving the battlefield! He turned the dragon! When Meng Shuai left the battlefield, Situ Jing faced Chen Qian's blade directly. Situ Jing cursed inwardly, but at this point, there was no way to dodge. He used two swords to break the opponent's blade. The two then fought each other.

The two of them had a game a few days ago, but they couldn't decide the winner at that time. If they fight now, they will still be tied. And the strength of jī is only better than before.

Situ Jing was extremely annoyed. Although his injury was healed, his body was a little lazy because he had been lying for many days, and he always felt awkward to make moves. Besides, he had just talked with Meng Shuai and said a lot of things. However, Meng Shuai was about to say that at the critical moment, he was interrupted by Chen Qian rushing up and hanging there. He was very anxious and his mentality was not as good as before, so he felt that he was getting more and more at a disadvantage.

He was in a state of depression and couldn't help but hate Meng Shuai even more. If he hadn't messed up, even if Chen Qian kicked the door and hit him in the face, why would he be at a loss?

Suddenly, he thought that if Meng Shuai attacked him by the side, it would be another big threat to him.

At that moment, he was gaze around, trying to capture Meng Shuai's figure, but he saw that there was no one in the room, only the door was wide open.

Could it be that he ran away?

At that moment, Situ Jing shouted: "Meng Shuai escaped!"

Chen Qian ignored what he said at all, and another knife forced him to take a few steps back, almost weakening his legs. Situ Jing was angry and said while beating: "I said Meng Shuai ran away."

Chen Qian's moves continued and said, "Don't worry about him."

Situ Jing was so angry that he smoked. It was obvious that the first person Chen Qian wanted to kill was Meng Shuai, but at this time he became his own thunder. He took a few breaths on the spot, and suddenly he felt clear in his heart and said to himself: I am stupid too, why are you obsessed with these details? I, Situ Jing, still cares about who the opponent is? After Qiu, I, Qiu, settle the score. Now let the opponent in front of me die without a place to bury you!

At that moment, he folded his spirit, and the two swords in his hand regained their original sharpness, fighting with Chen Qian.

Meng Shuai came out of the room and heard the whistling wind behind him. He snapped his fingers and said, "It's done. I didn't expect that all this would go smoothly if I thought."

But then, his face changed, becoming extremely nervous and careful. He pushed the door and entered the room opposite Chen Qian and sat on the table.

He took out two scriptures from his arms and placed them side by side on the table, looking through page after page, finally turning to one page, pressing it down with a paperweight, and then confirming it over and over again, finally letting out a long sigh and saying, "It turns out that's true. I am really wise and powerful."

He took out another item, which was the two bags of herbs he got from Situ Jing. He carefully unpacked the packaging and flipped it inside. He picked out some medicinal materials, rolled them into a pile, and then raised his head and swallowed them all in one breath.

Taking raw medicinal materials is no different from eating grass, but it has no bitter taste. He also has the natural mental method of helping digestion. He decomposes the medicinal materials in his belly in one breath, sits on the table and closes his eyes to harmonize his internal breath, and looks inside. As expected, everything is as he thinks, and he can't help but nod and smile.

I heard someone beside me say, "Are you satisfied?"

Meng Shuai was shocked, and suddenly turned his head, and his nose almost touched another nose. He exclaimed, "Ha?", leaned back and flipped directly from the table. Only then did he see clearly that Mr. Xiong was standing in front of his table and leaning over to look at him.

Meng Shuai was shocked and sweated, forcing himself to calm down, stood up straight, clasped his fists and said, "It turns out that Senior Xiong is here. Junior Meng Shuai has seen Senior."

The senior Xiong was still wearing the big red robe of the day, with a rosy face and a pointed hair, so that Meng Shuai always felt that he was about to burn with a "bang" sound. He glanced at the two books on the table and said, "Meng Shuai? Very good, very good. I didn't even realize that you are the smartest boy. Playing them in your palms, you can."

Meng Shuai felt his oppression and sweated on his forehead, but he still smiled and said, "My martial arts skills are not as good as them, my decisiveness is not as good as them, and my future is not as good as them. Being involved in this storm is an accident. I am just passing the edge, so how can I talk about what to do?"

Senior Xiong hugged his shoulder and said, "Martial arts? Decisive? That thing is sometimes useful, sometimes useless. Look at your achievements." He reached out to the medicine bag on the table and two scriptures, and said, "The things I prepared are all in your hands, which means that their lives are in your hands. This is not enough? You have become a sperm." He said with a smile, and suddenly restrained his expression and shouted, "You have ruined this important thing, do you know?"

Meng Shuai was so shocked that he jumped back a small step, then looked up and smiled, "No."

Senior Xiong was quite surprised and said, "I tested my two children's small game, but you made it messy. You said you didn't? Are you innocent?"

Meng Shuai said: "I insist on implementing your established guidelines from my predecessors and firmly support Chen Qian as the new generation of successors. As long as the general direction is correct, there will be occasional twists and turns in the process, it is inevitable."

Senior Xiong's eyes moved, his lips raised, and he said, "It's getting more interesting. Tell me, why do you think Chen Qian is the disciple I don't recognize?"

Meng Shuai said: "It's obvious that Chen Qian is more popular."

The senior Xiong smiled and said, "Stop trying to get me carelessly. If you don't tell me about my slutty, don't you think about going out straight. Do you guess my thoughts casually?"

Meng Shuai said: "I'm not guessing. Your bias is obvious. Situ Jing obviously knows nothing about you. He only knows that you are a master, and even you don't know that you are a pill. On the other hand, Chen Qian knew that you are from the Three Spirit Hall. Situ Jing only knows that you want to accept him as his disciple, but he doesn't know that Chen Qian is another candidate. He doesn't know that there is life-and-death competition between the two, and he also says that the struggle will stay tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Chen Qian has been eyeing you for a long time. One side has the intention, the other side has no intention. It's obvious that the unintentional side has been cheated. So in my opinion, you have decided on the heir long ago, and the competition game is just a cover."

He finally said, "Of course, if he still loses in a complete favorable situation with Chen Qian, it is his own problem. But I firmly believe that your eyes are correct, and it is definitely Chen Qian who won. I applauded and welcomed them in advance."

Senior Xiong stared at him and after a while, he said, "It's interesting. Good guy, this time is so interesting. You said it right, I really like Chen Qian. It's not that he is so popular, it's because he has special talents. But I also like you now, so how about you as your teacher?"

Meng Shuai thought to himself: Damn, come again? He immediately refused: "No, I don't have any talent in elixirs and I am good at ruining things. If you accept me, it's because you think there are too many materials at home."

Senior Xiong said, "It's okay, I have a lot of things, but I'm not afraid of being ruined. Come with me and take a look. Keep it safe and you fall in love with alchemy." As he said that, he reached out and grabbed Meng Shuai.

Meng Shuai shouted in his heart: "Yafen Butterfly!" When he stepped back, he felt that someone was pulling behind him. He took a few steps back lightly and retreated to the door.

But when he saw a white-clothed figure blocking him, he said coldly: "Xiong Xin, you have crossed the boundary."
Chapter completed!