I just want to touch, what bad thoughts can I have?

Chapter 181
The mouth of Qiongmu Town.

The guard was leaning against the earth wall, holding a cigarette butt in his hand. The sparks were almost burning his hand, and he was reluctant to throw it away, so he carefully took a sip.

Smoke was exhaled from his mouth, he raised his head, and found that the long line of scavengers who were about to enter the town seemed to be a little commotion, and there was a trace of dissatisfaction in his expression.

Throwing down the cigarette butt in his hand, he raised his foot to grind it vigorously. Just as he was about to speak to maintain order, the foot of the cigarette grinder unconsciously moved away, slowly squatted down, stretched out a finger, and wiped lightly on the ground.

"It's not Chichen..." His eyes were a little dazed, "It's the ground under his feet that turned red...?"

The ear-piercing siren echoed over the small town, and some scavengers in the team looked towards the direction of Qiongmu City outside the town, their voices trembling:
"You... look quickly... what is that...?"

The guards and other scavengers looked around, seeing that the horizon and the far end of the sky were covered in darkness.

Dark clouds weighed down the city and wanted to destroy it.

The howling wind brought distant sounds, and everyone in Qiongmu Town saw the true face of "Black Cloud" at this moment.

There are tens of thousands of dark ghosts, they are like the waves of a tsunami, roaring and flocking towards Qiongmu Town.

At this moment, the surrounding land has completely turned into a crimson color. It was clear that the sky was clear before, but now there is an ominous, bloody waning moon hanging high.

The small town is like a solitary boat, floating and sinking in the waves formed by the virtual demons. A figure standing still on a hill not far away slowly turned around.

"Let's go, let's go to the next place."

The female voice revealed a bit of laziness, but it was difficult to hide the trace of superior indifference.

"Yes, Your Royal Highness."

Behind her, an old werewolf responded respectfully.

The old werewolf was dressed in a decent housekeeper's long shirt, and his hair was combed meticulously. He followed the woman in the red dress step by step, holding an oiled paper umbrella for her to block the moonlight.

The red-dressed woman whom he calls His Royal Highness, has a tall and slender figure, lightly pursed red lips, and a rouge-free face with a sense of alienation that repulses others thousands of miles away.

On the surface, she seems to be no different from a human being.

But between her hair, there are two fluffy wolf ears sticking out, which flicks from time to time, which adds a bit of playfulness to her look.

"It was the commotion caused here that even alarmed the clan."

Looking at the low wooden houses and the ragged werewolves walking among them, she frowned slightly.

"The life of this wolf pack seems to be very difficult."

"No way, they live in the most remote fringe areas and are threatened by humans. They are very tenacious to survive until now."

The old werewolf shook his head:

"Your Highness, not everyone can enjoy the best life and resources like you since childhood."

"But it happens that in such a pack of wolves, there may be a son of praying star who is expected to inherit the throne of the praying star wolf god."

The princess in the red dress closed her eyes slightly, as if she was perceiving something carefully.

After a long time, she slowly opened her eyes, and an imperceptible sense of loss flashed in her eyes:

"The Son of Prayer Star is no longer here, I can't sense her existence."

"Your Highness, don't you still think about that kind of thinking, all the elders, you will never allow you to do that kind of behavior."

The old werewolf looked a little helpless.

"Heh, how can those rotten old guys who eat vegetarian meals understand my ambitions?"

The corner of the princess in the red dress raised a hint of sarcasm:
"At the beginning, they attacked this group of princesses, saying that my human-like form was an insult to the wolves. After such a long time, have you ever seen them say this again?

It's nothing more than some bullying and fearful people. "

"But according to records, the gender of Qi Xing's son has always been..."

The old werewolf spoke weakly.

"What's wrong with being the same gender as me?
If she has a lover, she can just give away the last sum of money. "

The princess in the red dress flicked her long hair, and her lazy voice could not conceal her confidence:
"We have a long life in Japan, and we can make love for a long time!"

Her gaze shifted slightly and landed on the old werewolf:
"Uncle Zuo, pass on my order. If any wolf pack finds the trace of the Son of Qi Xing, report it to me immediately!"

"Yes."

The old werewolf bowed and said yes.

"The son of Qi Xing will become my woman."

The eyes of the princess in the red dress shone with confidence.

She withdrew her eyes from looking at the cabin, and her eyes gradually became serious:

"Okay, then follow me back to Qiongmu City to sit in charge.

The god of Ming Dou passed down an oracle, ordering us to spread the scarlet moonlight to the world, but so far this operation can barely be regarded as a success. Moments that really turn on.

Now, it's just a small fight. "

The old werewolf followed silently without saying a word.

Not long after they left, the white wolf in long robes appeared at the place where they had settled down, staring at the direction the two of them were going away, with deep eyes, no one could see what he was thinking in his heart, for a long time speechless.

……

Tianshu Academy.

Outside the Spirit Sword Pool.

Fang Qingran turned off the vibrating mobile phone, and looked at the old man who was lying on a rattan chair not far away, with a cattail fan covering his face and his security uniform unbuttoned.

Just now, a message quickly detonated every communication forum in Tianshu Academy.

That was also an important reason for the urgent holding of the staff meeting.

The content is very simple, and it can be summarized as follows: The occupied area of ​​​​the Scarlet Wasteland has expanded outwards!
For a long time, a fragile and delicate balance has been formed between the Scarlet Wasteland and Tianshu City, and such quiet and peaceful days have come to an abrupt end today.

The last time the balance was broken and the scarlet wasteland expanded outwards, it had to be decades ago, when the old mansion master took over as the mansion master of Tianshu Academy.

"This world is getting more and more dangerous!"

The sense of crisis in Fang Qingran's heart suddenly increased a lot.

Against the background of the expansion of the scarlet wasteland, his strength may not even be considered as a bigger ants. If his strength cannot reach the flame level or even the unextinguishable level, he will probably only be able to follow the times and drift with the tide, and he will not be able to control the situation at all. Control your own destiny.

"When it comes to controlling fate, are you really qualified to do it, at least those giants who are in the realm of eternal fire?"

Thinking of this, Fang Qingran's sense of crisis became even stronger.

Take a bath, you must take a bath immediately!
Just as he was thinking, he found that around the old man lying on the wicker chair, several men and women had already surrounded him.

Among them was a girl in a well-dressed dress, whom he still had a little impression of.

Qiao Tingzhu, according to Ji Huaian's introduction, seems to be the eldest sister of the second grade of the Kendo Academy.

"Master, please open an intermediate pool for me."

She paid a large amount of Tianshu points with her bracelet very skillfully, without blinking her eyes.

"Intermediate pool?"

The old man on the rattan chair removed the cattail fan on his face, looked up and down at the girl, and threw her a brand on his wrist and a pair of slippers.

"Pool No. [-], if you want extra iron sand palm rubbing or massage and foot washing after you come out, remember to add money."

"Thank you, but I'm just here to practice, not to take a bath."

Qiao Tingzhu politely thanked her, she suddenly noticed someone's gaze, she couldn't help turning her head:
"Xiang Heng?"

Seeing the young man who came, her eyes fluctuated undetectably.

"It's really a coincidence. I didn't expect you to be here."

The young man named Xiang Heng paused, then went to the old man's side and asked for the same intermediate pool set meal.

"Since the two of us happened to meet here..." He tossed the cards in his hand and said, "How about it, do you want to compare who is in the intermediate pool this time and hold on longer?"

Seeing that Qiao Tingzhu didn't reply, he shrugged:

"It doesn't matter if you don't compare. Anyway, if there are no accidents, this should be the last time I enter the intermediate pool."

Hearing this sentence, Qiao Tingzhu suddenly raised his head.

"Don't look at me with such eyes, the sword bones of my whole body are about to be transformed, and it's time to start the path of advancement to the Flame Torch Realm."

Xiang Heng's expression gradually became embarrassing:
"I think you should know that the middle-level pool cannot satisfy the flame-torch level swordsman."

Seeing the friendly exchanges between Qiao Tingzhu and Xiang Heng, Fang Qingran's face flashed with surprise.

Hearing what they said, it seems that the Spirit Sword Pond and the Heavenly Sword Monument are not the same, and they are not charged by the hour.

"Student, you look a bit unfamiliar, is this your first time in Spirit Sword Pool?"

An unfamiliar youth's voice sounded in his ear, Fang Qingran looked for it, and found that it was an unfamiliar student from the Kendo Academy.

"It's my second time here."

The young man approached Fang Qingran familiarly:

"I have to say that after using a special building once, it's easy to think about it day and night, and I can't stop.

There is no way, compared with our normal practice on weekdays, it is really cool to use it to improve the feeling of rapid improvement. "

He pouted in the direction of Qiao Tingzhu and Xiang Heng, his tone of envy couldn't be concealed:
"These two have the authority to enter the intermediate pool. Those of us who are not up to the standard, even if we have worked hard to save enough Tianshu points, we cannot enter the intermediate area. If we enter by force..."

He made a gesture of exploding, with the onomatopoeia of explosion in his mouth:

"With a bang, we couldn't bear the energy infusion in the pool, and it got bigger and bigger, and finally exploded into a human firework."

"Well, this is my first time here."

With Fang Qingran's acknowledgment, the self-acquainted youth became more energetic and acted like he was a good teacher.

Through the other party, Fang Qingran also learned some information.

For example, the classmate Xiang Heng, who had a strange relationship with his defeated opponent Qiao Tingzhu, is one of the few people who are closest to the Flame Torch Realm in the Kendo Academy.

Compared with Qiao Tingzhu's sophomore eldest sister, this junior's Candle Limit has a stronger reputation within the Kendo Academy.

After all, Tianshu Academy is a place where strength speaks. Even though Qiao Tingzhu's talent is higher than the opponent's, he is still not the opponent's opponent at present.

Generally speaking, students in the Torch Realm are basically gods and dragons who can't see the end. They are busy earning resources, Tianshu points or tinkering with strength all day long, hoping to sprint to Tianshu Shiying, so most of the students in the Candle Limit It is the strongest sign on the bright side of a court.

The young man from the acquaintance reported the signboards of several kendo institutes, from which Fang Qingran heard a guy who could barely be related to him.

The president of Bajian Club, with the ultimate strength of Candle, and is launching a sprint to the Torch Realm, is one of the students with the greatest hope of advancing to the Torch Realm.

"The light candle limit is a bit difficult to deal with. Senior Mo also said that they probably won't give up easily..."

Fang Qingran thought for a moment, decided not to waste any more time, and went to find the old man lying on the wicker chair.

As he was walking, the familiar young man beside him was still chattering:

"Theoretically, there is no time limit for immersion in the Spirit Sword Pool. If you can absorb all the energy in the water in the pool you are in, you will naturally maximize your benefits.

But this is impossible, because each of us has a limit. In most cases, if we can persist in it for more than 72 hours and absorb more than 50.00%, it is considered an excellent data. "

He gestured to Xiang Heng who was walking towards the Spirit Sword Pool:
"Senior Xiang's longest persistence is 79 hours. If there is no accident, entering the Spirit Sword Pool this time and tempering the last few remaining sword bones is almost a sure thing."

With that said, he opened the bracelet and said to the old man:
"Please open a junior pool."

"Okay, a junior pool." The old man's hand appeared out of nowhere with slippers, and his eyes turned to Fang Qingran, "Young man, what about you?"

"Intermediate pool, thank you."

Fang Qingran smiled kindly.

The self-acquainted young man was stunned for a while, then became anxious:

"Student, it's normal for you to be nervous when you come here for the first time, and everyone tends to be nervous for the first time.

However, don't be so nervous that you make a slip of the tongue, that could really kill someone! "

"Thank you senior, but I didn't make a slip of the tongue."

Fang showed a shy smile unique to teenagers.

"You lied to me, isn't it the first time?"

"No, I have no experience, this is my first time."

"That's the first time... It seems unreasonable to enter the intermediate pool for the first time, but after thinking about it, there seems to be nothing wrong..."

The familiar young man stared at the young man's back as he walked into the Spirit Sword Pool, his expression seemed to be doubting his life.

"Pool No. [-], Pool No. [-]..."

Chanting the number of the sign in his hand, Fang Qingran followed the signpost to find his own Spiritual Sword Pond.

Different spirit sword pools are separated by partitions made of special materials, the main purpose of which is to prevent certain bad events from happening.

When I came to Pool No. [-] and was about to open the door to enter, a slightly surprised female voice came to my ears:

"Fang Qingran, is that you?"

Qiao Tingzhu was a little unsure.

The other party is a freshman this year. If she remembers correctly, she should not have reached the Candle Realm yet. How come she has entered the intermediate area of ​​the Spirit Sword Pool at the level of Yinghuo?
Not only that, the mid-level area of ​​Spirit Sword Pool costs a lot of Tianshu points at a time, and she also saved a lot of time to come here.

How did this young freshman who met once in the Sword Tomb Trial earn enough Tianshu points to enter the intermediate area in such a short period of time?

Her mind was in a mess, and she had no idea what was going on in front of her.

"It's me, long time no see."

Fang Qingran smiled and greeted her.

(End of this chapter)