For many days, there was no psychological pressure caused by Mi August, and there was no eye-catching gaze from the book of justice. They were relaxed and even the grudges that they usually disliked towards each other were relieved.
When they meet each other, no one pays attention to the other, but they don’t deliberately seek trouble to cause conflicts.
Another week passed like this, and the time had already exceeded the time in the teachers’ betting table, and Mi August had not come out yet.
On the bank of the dark river.
Ding Wei has stood up more than once, looking in the direction of the Guangui Tower with an uncertain expression.
“Thirteen days.”
He murmured incredulously.
The Devouring Valley.
Gongyi Shu scattered the crowd of strange creatures with one strike of his sword, and his figure was like thunder as he chased after a young man who had escaped.
Under the young man’s frightened and angry gaze, he cut him in half with a smile.
But the young man who was chopped into two pieces suddenly turned into a straw man.
Gongyi Shu’s eyes flickered, and he saw the figure running away quickly towards the exit.
“Stand-in ghost talk? It’s finally interesting.” He grinned. The fact that he didn’t kill the young man directly did not disappoint him. On the contrary, the doubling of difficulty made him more happy.
The Book of Righteousness catches up.
As soon as the young man turned around, he saw his approaching figure. His face turned pale with fear and he shouted: “I surrender! Book of Justice, I am not your opponent. We have no grievances. Why do you have to pursue me so hard!”
Gongyi Shu smiled and said: “When you planned to surround me with strange things, why didn’t you think that we have no grievances?”
The young man said angrily: “That’s because you chased me first, and I naturally had to resist in order to protect myself.”
“Then we have a grudge now.” Gongyi Shu said as he got closer to the young man.
The young man’s expression was distorted, “We are from the same sect!”
Gongyi Shu said nonchalantly: “There are not many fellow disciples who have died here. If you don’t have the strength to talk such nonsense, why not use all your skills? Maybe if I am happy, I can let you live.”
These words gave the young man a glimmer of hope, and the next second he felt the fatal thunder knife and scorching wind hitting his neck.
His eyes were full of despair, while Gongyi Shu looked at him expectantly, hoping that he would use the same weird story as the one he just escaped from.
It’s a pity that the young man’s head and body were separated, and he did not meet the expectations of the book of justice.
“Tsk.” Gongyi Shu curled his lips and glanced around.