Red Heart Survey

No matter how talented Lin Xian is, his life or death has no effect on Xia Guo.

It is a small Rong country, and it is thousands of miles away, Xia Guo does not need to care about its attitude.

But his life and death may have a little impact on Qi Guo.

A living Lin Xian may not really be able to cause any trouble to Qi Guo. There have been many such small country prides like him in history, and few of them can control the situation in this area.

Then, with Rong Guo, who has such an arrogance as Lin Xian, there is at least the possibility of causing trouble to Qi Guo.

that's enough.

One possibility is enough for Touching to stifle the killing intent.

Xia Guona is also a big country with a territory of thousands of miles. To be able to stand out in such a big country and become the pride of the country, of course it will not be swayed by momentary emotions.

If it were the arrogant opponent of another small country, he would be killed if he committed suicide. But Lin Xian is different.

The talent shown by Lin Xian is of great significance to Rong Guo.

Tuo Mi doesn't sympathize with Rong Guo, nor Lin Xian, but he hates Qi Guo deeply.

Killing Lin Xian is what the Qi people like to see, so he will never do it.

Today's Xia Kingdom, even if it has been trying for decades, is indeed unable to compete with Qi. But there are so many "possibles" like Rong Guo, bit by bit, and years and years of gnawing, may not be able to swallow this behemoth down.

The embankment of a thousand miles collapsed in the ant nest.

The old state of Yang could be destroyed, why not the state of Qi?

Touching one side of the head, let the ghost-faced rat bat drill back into the ear again, and probed to collect the puppet fragments scattered on the ground.

I didn't look at Lin Xian again.

He just stood on the martial arts stage, stared deeply at Qi Guo Tianjiao in the stands, then turned around and walked down the high stage alone.

Wait, then……

he thinks.

Anyway, he's already won this one. Although there is absolutely no possibility of winning the championship, there is still a chance to enter the main match.

If you can keep the last resort, you may not be able to create "surprises" in the race.

Even if it's just one more round, you can have more speaking power.

In addition to him, Xia Guo also has Tianjiao who participated in the outer court and the unlimited arena under the age of 30. The hope of winning the championship has not been completely wiped out.

In contrast, Lin Xian, who fought desperately to give Rong Guo a glimmer of hope, failed completely. Rong Guo has been hiding up and down for so long, waiting for the blockbuster Tianjiao in the Yellow River meeting, but finally stopped in the early stage selection.

Although it is not dead, it may not be as good as death.

On Guanhe Terrace, Rong Guo was the only one who was a genius, and he returned without success like this, which can't be said not to make people despair.

However, the nations gathered together, and the pride of the heavens competed.

No matter who comes here to watch the river platform, he is also the pride of the country.

Who doesn't have a little story, who doesn't have some persistence?

Who didn't go all the way to the Guanhetai, which is the world's most eye-catching place, after overcoming countless opponents.

So who wants to fail?

Those who win still stand, and those who lose fall down.

Everyone has a reason not to lose, but there is always someone to lose.

Lin Xian is the only one who is frustrated in the world?

...

...

The night is coming, in the pastoral street.

"Rucheng, the selection has already started, don't you want to go and have a look?" Yu Wenduo opened the curtain and entered, carelessly.

At that time, Zhao Rucheng was sitting in front of the desk, holding a slender paintbrush, and sketching carefully on the scroll.

The thick bronze mask was placed on the upper left corner of the case, so his handsome face could be seen under the light.

Hearing the sound, he only said: "The race hasn't started yet, so what's there to see?"

Yu Wenduo took a closer look: "Who are the five people in this painting? Why don't they draw faces?"

"How do you know the art of painting?" Zhao Rucheng glanced at him and pointed out: "In this world, some people have faces, and some people don't."

Yu Wenduo didn't seem to understand at all, with a scheming smile on his face, he complained kindly: "You talk about you, and you come to meet the heroes of the world, but you stay in the tent all day. It's not just painting for people to see." Those who don’t know how to paint are just doing endless practice! How boring!”

Zhao Rucheng smiled: "Please go back and tell Her Royal Highness that I am practicing and I am not free."

"Look at what you said, what does it have to do with the princess?" Yu Wenduo continued to laugh tactically: "It's me who wants to watch the competition with you!"

Without raising his head, Zhao Rucheng whispered a word: "Get lost."

"Okay!" Yu Wenduo, who had just sat down on half of his buttocks, immediately stood up again: "You continue to draw, and I will call you when the race starts."

The man came and went in a hurry.

Zhao Rucheng didn't seem to be affected at all, his hands kept on describing the details of one of the characters' clothing.

It was a simple and clean gown.

He added a patch to it.

Just as he was sketching, he suddenly paused his pen and raised his head.

The bronze mask was already covering his face.

Only at this time did footsteps sound from far to near, and a thick female voice sounded outside the door: "Young Master Zhao."

"Come in." Zhao Rucheng greeted.

The "maid" of Yuwen's family walked in.

This is a woman with a waist like a bucket. The child is as old as Zhao Rucheng. She is good at herding sheep and mowing grass. She serves people...

Before her, Yu Wenduo arranged for Zhao Rucheng to be a lively and beautiful maid, but after Helian Yunyun appeared, she was replaced by this.

Yu Wenduo repeatedly stated that it was his own idea, and he didn't want to distract Ru Chengyi from his practice... Zhao Rucheng said he believed it, and then beat Yu Wenduo violently.

But Yu Wenduo is worthy of being a tough guy in the grassland. In order to let Yegao concentrate on his cultivation, he refused to change his life or death.

That's how the cow aunt settled down.

After a long time, Zhao Rucheng got used to it...

The aunt is very good, and the aunt will not bother him if she has nothing to do.

"My lord." Aunt Niu walked into the tent, holding out a small half-foot-long box: "Someone asked me to deliver this gift to you."

Zhao Rucheng asked, "Who?"

"I don't know." Aunt Niu shook her head and said, "He said you would know it after reading it."

Zhao Rucheng looked at the tea table in the tent and ordered, "Put it on the table."

Aunt Niu came over, put the box on the tea table, then turned and left.

She works swiftly and never sloppily.

Waiting for Aunt Niu to go away, Zhao Rucheng released a wisp of finger wind and opened the box.

He was just five steps away, quietly looking at the box on the tea table.

in the box...

It's a finger.

A twisted, bent finger snapped in reverse.

Zhao Rucheng was silent for a long time before approaching the tea table.

In the box, under the finger, there was a note.

Zhao Rucheng was silent for a while, and a ray of finger wind popped up again, rolled up the note and floated in the air.

Now, this note was facing him head-on.

Zhao Rucheng, who is wearing a bronze ghost mask and has long hair, seems to be facing the person behind the note.

Through the thin paper, the distant night.

On this note, there are three lines written in very neat handwriting——

"People are not dead yet."

"Woguofeng City, Yunlai Inn is waiting for you."

"See you or leave."