Where is Our Agreement to be Each Other’s Arch-Rivals?

That night, the sleeper was insomnia again.

Since he came to this world, in addition to the first three days of turbulent life, he drunk with sorrow every night and quickly fell asleep, and two nights after the departure of the demon, he would have insomnia until the sky was slightly bright, so that he could get lost Falling asleep.

Quiet nights are the most susceptible to imagination. Even a rough-headed person such as Su Ye is inevitably affected by such an unexplainable upheaval.

Coupled with the setting of the ancient background, almost everyone dies at sunset, and they have to sleep at the latest. At this point in modern times, nightlife has just begun, and Suwan is not used to being normal.

And he also knows that this kind of habit cannot be eliminated in a short time.

Listening to Fan Huo's purr on the other side of the bed, Su Hui turned up in the dark, took out a thin book from the bag, and went out lightly.

The small courtyard of the farmhouse was quiet, and the old man by the door had already returned to the house to rest, as if there was only one man left in the whole world, and he was accompanied by a round moon in the air.

There were no clouds tonight, and it was almost full moon, and the light was not bad. Su Yue turned to the "Sword of Lotus Lotus" in the moonlight, and carefully identified the handwriting and illustrations.

Although he passed through the body of the devil with excellent talents, this does not mean that he can sit back and relax.

On the contrary, it is precisely because he is wearing the demon son, and he also knows that there are so many combat plays that belong to him in the later plot, so he must work harder to master all the martial arts that the demon son should have as early as possible. To the heights of martial arts he should have reached.

Otherwise, it is likely that his story hasn't reached halfway and he will be killed in some strange place.

There is no law in this world, and no one else knows his origins. He will not tolerate him everywhere. He can only survive in this world by himself and try his best to maintain the plot.

Perhaps only in this way, he can finally return to the real world by completing this story.

Su Xuan repeatedly read the first few pages of the "Sword of the Lotus Lotus" several times, keeping in mind the movement of the internal force and the sword linking action recorded above.

Then, he inserted the book into the waist belt and released a soft sword from his waist.

The blade of this sword is only about two centimeters wide, very thin, but full of toughness. The blade fluttered, not like a sharp weapon, but like a flexible whip.

Su Li has never practiced martial arts.

At most, he used to embroider his legs with a few strokes at the fingertips of the crew.

But he has learned to dance.

He was able to become a celebrity traffic because he participated in a dance show.

When he was in the "Rivals" crew, Su Rong was the only young actor who did not use martial arts as a substitute. The crew also used this as a selling point and gave him a wave of very positive publicity.

Fortunately, the martial arts moves of the magic religion seem to be very elegant. Even if Su Shu has never practiced martial arts, he can feel some of them only by his dancing skills.

Through the moonlight, Su Xun used the moves on the first few pages of "The Sword of the Lotus Lotus", and repeated it several times. Waiting for the movement to be coherent, he joined the internal force cycle and tried to combine the two.

However, martial arts, especially in the context of fictional martial arts, is still very different from dance.

Su Xun practiced for a long time, until his sweat was dripping, until the moon was tilted westward, until the sky was darker than midnight. He still couldn't master the cooperation between the internal force circulation and martial arts moves.

The extreme exhaustion of the body and the extreme depression of the mood impacted Su Sui, making him feel very irritable, and he wanted to vent his breath.

He stopped, looked down at the soft sword in his hand, and suddenly remembered the "drunk vertical whip" he had jumped when he entered the competition.

The sword fell and pointed towards the ground.

Suddenly Su Su suddenly jumped up, followed the melody in his heart, and threw the soft sword in his hand out of a full arc.

His eyes were narrow, his feet were light, his waist was flexible, and he was dancing in the empty farmhouse yard, walking on the darker night and the light of the stars in the sky.

He did not use internal force, but relied on the purest physical strength to interpret Rou and Gang with the ultimate explosive force.

This short dance started in silence and stopped in silence.

Su Ji gasped slightly, leaning over to pick up the "Sword of Lotus Lotus" that fell to the ground between dances, inserted back to her waist, and gathered her hair that would spread out, slowly walking back to herself with a sword s room.

The door closed silently, and the world was quiet again.

To the east, a hint of gray-blue appeared.

Behind a gap in which a window was not closed, Gu Feizhe stared at the chaotic dust in the courtyard for a long time before lowering his eyes and turning away.

After a moment, he pushed open the door to the courtyard, and began to practice every morning.

Sitting on the bed in the other room, the old man sitting slowly seemed to open his eyes and said to himself: "This year's little guy has a lot of good seed ..."

It was getting brighter, and Xu Yunzhan and Pu Lingyun both got up and came to Gu Feidi to start martial arts with him.

Was awakened by the voices of the three, and many young warriors who lived in the farmhouse also got up one after another and went to the hospital to do some simple daily training.

When the sun rose, the old man came out slowly from the house yesterday.

He did not say hello to the young knights in the yard, and sat down on the lounge chair outside the small courtyard of the farmhouse.

Finally, when more than twenty people were gathered in the farmhouse courtyard, a middle-aged man with a gentle face came down the mountain road and stood outside the farmhouse courtyard.

"Qi Lao." The middle-aged man respectfully saluted the old man on the deck chair, and said, "Did you find a good seed among these young people last night?"

The old man didn't even bother to open his eyes, and said lightly, "Those who have already come to the yard to practice the exercises at this time are still very diligent. Take them there."

The middle-aged man heard the words, looked up at the courtyard, and laughed: "Oh, this is a lot of good seedlings."

As he said, he entered the farmhouse courtyard and yelled, "People who have started martial arts before the beginning of today can go in and pack things and follow me up the mountain."

As early as when the middle-aged man talked to the old man, the children in the hospital had gradually stopped the practice in their hands and listened carefully to the conversation between the two. At this moment when the middle-aged man said something like this, his face was a little excited, and he stepped forward to salute the middle-aged man early, and then returned to the room to pack things.

Suddenly, a young knight laughed: "Speaking of them, why don't you see the evil demon evil?"

Another immediately agreed: "It is rumored that people in the demon sect are lazy. He is probably used to dancing in the Yinggeyan dance on weekdays, and probably won't wake up until afternoon!"

Another person with a smile on his face said: "It's a pity that the sacred son of the devil is planted on this occasion. Who wants it? Hahaha ..."

"I said, Xiaoyulou is not just a selection of talents. If you are not diligent, there is no need to come to Xiaoyulou to hang around!"

"Xiongtai makes sense!"

Pu Lingyun listened to everyone's condemnation, and finally found an opportunity to speak. She sneered and rushed to infer the enemy: "Little brother, that demon demon is so lazy, it's a waste of talent. His future achievements are certainly not as good as you! Huh, on his own, he tried to make a mistake ..."

"Lingyun, don't say it." Gu Feidi's eyes dangled, and his hands on the side could not help but secretly punched into fists.

He pursed his lips and Shen said: "We are not qualified to judge a person like this ... we cannot see at any time."

Pu Lingyun said for a moment: "Little brother?"

Gu Fei enemy said: "Let's talk too much, don't say it behind people. Let's go."

Pu Lingyun was a little unhappy, but obediently closed his mouth, followed Gu Feidi to the farmhouse, and stood beside the middle-aged man.

Gu Feizhe stood beside the middle-aged man for a moment without squinting, and finally couldn't help but set his sights on the door of a farmhouse.

Seeing that the door was still motionless, he looked slightly changed, and turned to look at the middle-aged man, his lips moving slightly, as if hesitating to say something.

However, in the end he said nothing and clenched his fists.

Su Ye was awakened by Fan Ye from her sleep.

He opened his eyes stupidly, and it took him a while to realize that it was already bright.

"Holy Son! I'm sorry!" Fan Ye looked at him with a tangled face and couldn't help apologizing. "It's all my fault! When I got up early to practice, I saw you sleeping Zheng Xiang, and couldn't bear to wake you. Who knows ... This turned out to be an assessment ... "

Hearing Fan Ye's words, Su Ling turned up from the bed, and had no time to clean his clothes, he pushed open the door and looked at the farmhouse.

At this time, the middle-aged man had already ordered the young man who had practiced in the morning and was preparing to leave.

In the courtyard, there were some young warriors who were getting up late, all of them were bare-chested and full of sadness.

Strangely, when everyone saw the suspense who was supporting the door frame, the clothes were disheveled, and his face was astonished, no matter whether he was full of pride or annoyed, his face turned into a kind of unparalleled gratification.

"Holy Son ..." Fan Ye called hesitantly.

Su Yan's eyes swept across the faces of the courtyard, and finally fell on Gu Feidian who could not see clearly in the distance.

With only one glance, the anxiety in his heart suddenly calmed down.

Yes, in any case, as long as Gu Feidi can enter Xiaoyulou, the plot will not deviate too much. After all, in the plot afterwards, there is no match between him and Gu Fei's opponents. He eliminated here, or eliminated in the next level. In fact, there is no difference.

What's more, this morning, it's no wonder that he didn't remind Fan Ye last night.

Thinking of this, Su Xie leaned leaning on the door frame, drew a corner of her mouth, pulled out a lazy smile, and asked Fan Ye: "Have you caught up?"

Fan Ye nodded awkwardly.

Su Xuan raised his chin: "Isn't that fast yet? I'm so sleepy, I will go back to bed and sleep ..."

After speaking, he actually turned around and entered the room, nostalgia, causing everyone in the courtyard outside the courtyard to stare.

The author has something to say: Su Ye: Even if you overslept, people must support it!