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Chapter three hundred and seventy seventh dusty memory(2/2)

"Shuang'er, are you okay?" Qin Xianyue turned around and looked at Qin Shuang and asked with concern.

Qin Shuang leaned the sword on the ring with one hand, put the other hand on her waist, and said with heavy breathing:

"Slightly tired!"

"Your wound!" Qin Xianyue looked at Qin Shuang's left arm.

"It's okay, I'll take a break!"

Qin Qianyue's lips moved, and in the end she did not persuade Qin Shuang anymore. She moved slightly, then she crossed the sky and landed on the VIP seat. She sat on the chair and looked at Qin Shuang who had returned to the back of the crowd and sighed:

"What a pity!"

Qin Wudi said leisurely: "Who can tell the future clearly?"

Qin Shuang came to the back of the crowd and took out a jade bottle from her arms. She first took out a pill and crushed it, applied it to the wound on her left arm, and then took out a pill and took it, closing her eyes and resting her breathing.

This bottle of elixir was specially made by her. The elixir was ordinary elixir, but she soaked it in jade liquid overnight. Her wounds and strength were quickly recovering.

When she recovered to her peak, she saw Qin Qian standing beside her with a big gun.

"You've finished competing?"

"Yes!" Qin Qian nodded and said, "My opponent is not strong!"

Hearing Qin Qian's words, Qin Shuang knew that Qin Qian did not use his gun. So he stood up and said, "Is this round over?"

"It's over. I'll draw lots for you just now. Here's your number. This time you're ranked 217th and I'm ranked 209th. This time we both play at the same time and see who will solve the opponent first."

Qin Shuang took the number and looked at the warrior who was fighting on the ring at this time.

Four hundred and twenty-eight people were eliminated in the last round, but now only four hundred and twenty-eight people are left. At that time, the three warriors who were in the Qi-input Body Stage were eliminated in the previous round, and Qin Qian showed his cultivation level in the Tongmai stage. Now among these 428 people, Qin Shuang is the only warrior in the Qi-input Body Stage, which is the biggest dark horse.

"This round is much stronger!"

Qin Qian nodded with a serious expression and said, "Yes, the worst cultivation level is the second level of Tongmai stage."

"It's our turn!"

At this time, the first group of warriors had already finished the competition. It was Qin Shuang and the others' turn to play. Qin Shuang came to the ring and looked down the ring, wanting to find his opponent. The crowd under the ring suddenly separated from both sides, and saw a young man in white walking towards Qin Shuang's ring with a cold expression. Qin Shuang did not know this person. She knew only a limited number of people in the Xinyue Martial Arts Academy, but she felt a little familiarity from this person.

"Swoosh..."

The man fell on the ring like a javelin, his waist was as straight as a gun, and his expression was as cold as ice. He could only look down at the long sword in his arms, a hint of tenderness flashed in his starry eyes.

"boom……"

Qin Shuang's heart seemed to have opened a dusty memory, and the distant figure slowly became clear in the memory. It was a love in her young life in her previous life...

He was also a person as cold as the man in front of him. He also liked to wear a white shirt. Only when he looked at his sword would that touching tenderness appear in his eyes.

Qin Shuang in his previous life was deeply jealous of the sword because when the man looked at her, he had never felt as gentle as looking at the sword. In the end, he said that she had influenced his sword heart and left her. He originally thought that the shadow gradually faded away, but when he saw the young man in front of him today, he realized that the shadow had never faded away, but was just hidden in his heart.

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