Chapter 722

However, everyone was always a competitor. When the banquet lasted halfway, people left one after another. After another hour, there were only a few people left, and Han Yu also took the opportunity to withdraw.

When everyone was together, the topics of conversation were nothing more than cultivation, the young generation of elites in Wuzhou, some big and small things that happened recently, and content related to trials.

Back in the house, Han Yu glanced at Xiaojiao, who was still lazily asleep.

"This guy, who did he fight with to make him so tired?" Han Yu shook his head. If he hadn't carefully checked the little guy's physical condition, he would have thought it was sick.

Han Yu refined a big medicine, injected the essence into Xiaojiao's body, and then sat cross-legged to enter the cultivation state.

In the middle of the night, Han Yu was awakened suddenly by a strange energy fluctuation. Han Yu opened his eyes, and there was a faint golden light shining in his room, and Han Yu was overjoyed immediately.

Han Yu turned his eyes to the little horn, and saw a faint golden light emitting from the tip of the little guy's jade horn, and a little bit of gold the size of a needle tip appeared.

This is a symbol of the recovery of the little horn's original blood vessel.

Han Yu quickly set up a trap, covering Xiaojiao. Every time Xiaojiao resuscitated his blood vessels, he would cause a lot of fluctuations, and he didn't want anyone to find anything abnormal.

However, Han Yu thought too much, Xiaojiao's blood recovery was very small this time, and the golden light was restrained after a while, only a small spot the size of the needle tip turned into gold, if Han Yu hadn't understood Xiaojiao's situation, even if he saw That little bit of gold doesn't feel like there's any change in the little horn.

"Aww..."

Xiao Jiao turned over and got up, changed his previous state of collapse, and rushed towards Han Yu, yelling non-stop.

The little guy was hungry, so he asked Han Yu what he wanted to eat, and he asked Han Yu if he had grilled Jiaolong meat, which left Han Yu speechless.

"There is no roasted dragon meat, only medicinal materials, do you want it?" Han Yu laughed.

Xiaojiao nodded hastily, like pounding garlic.

As for Xiaojiao, Han Yu was naturally not stingy. He took out three plants of fourth-grade medicine and twelve plants of third-grade medicine. Xiaojiao jumped onto the bed with the medicinal materials in his arms, sat like a human, and began to sweep the medicinal materials.

Looking at Xiaojiao, Han Yu fell into deep thought.

"Could it be that the flesh and blood of a dragon at the level of a fifth-level demon general can help Xiaojiao restore the original blood? Or is it that the flesh and blood of a high-level monster can have this effect?"

This discovery made Han Yu very happy. The problem of restoring the original blood of Xiaojiao has always been a pain in Han Yu's heart, but now he sees hope.

Han Yu slowly clenched his fists, he must redouble his cultivation, reach the level of Wuzun as soon as possible, and hunt high-level monsters to cook a big meal for Xiaojiao.

Han Yu took this as a task, sat cross-legged, and entered the cultivation state again.

In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the trial. As soon as it was dawn in the morning, Han Yu brought Xiaojiao to the square, and most of the people had already arrived here.

"Han Shaoxia...Han Shaoxia...Han Shaoxia..."

When Han Yu came, everyone greeted him politely. Although everyone is now a competitor, for Han Yu, everyone has admiration and awe from their hearts. Although the trial has not yet started, but in the hearts of many people , Han Yu is already the number one in this trial.

Han Yu nodded friendly one by one.

"Brother Han!" A surprised voice came, and An Yifei ran over from outside the square.

"Brother An!" Han Yu greeted with a smile.

An Yifei ran over, first teased Xiao Jiao twice, then walked to the front of the crowd while chatting with Han Yu. Everyone is very sensible, get out of the way.

Just as Han Yu and An Yifei walked to the front and stood still, the crowd in the northwest corner suddenly burst into an uproar. Han Yu and An Yifei cast their eyes and saw a woman slowly descending from the sky towards the square.

This is a woman who is almost unreally beautiful, impeccable from top to bottom. The man was stunned when he saw it, and the woman felt ashamed when she saw it.

"Why is she here?"

Han Yu and An Yifei said almost in unison.

"Huh? You know her?" The two looked at each other and spoke in unison again.

Han Yu smiled wryly and said, "You speak first."

An Yifei smiled awkwardly and said, "Brother Han, do you know her?"

Han Yu said: "I met once, how about you?"

An Yifei said: "We also met once."

Han Yu looked at An Yifei meaningfully. Judging from his performance just now, he probably had more than one encounter with this woman. But Han Yu was not interested either.

The woman also saw Han Yu and An Yifei in the crowd, raised her brows, and there was a faint flash of anger in her eyes, and she fell directly to where the two were.

The people around were suddenly excited, this woman is close, wouldn't it be possible to see her beauty up close?

This woman is the one who fought Han Yu for 300 rounds for no reason outside Yaohuang Ridge.

The woman landed towards the position between Han Yu and An Yifei impartially, with the appearance of stepping on the shoulders of Han Yu and An Yifei.

"If you think you will be our opponent, you can try." Han Yu said coldly, he has no affection for women at all.

And this person is not something Han Yu can provoke, so Han Yu naturally doesn't want to fight her.

The woman paused for a moment, and fell to the side without a trace. She didn't know that she thought she was going to fall to that position, but Han Yu misunderstood.

After the woman fell down, she didn't even look at Han Yu, her chin lifted slightly, her face was cold, with a feeling of refusal to be thousands of miles away. So much so that although her beauty makes people fantasize about it, no one dares to approach her.

Because the powerful aura of the female Wu Zunyizhong has been fully revealed.

"You have a grudge against her?" An Yifei asked curiously.

"Aren't you too?" Han Yu asked back.

The woman landed between the two, obviously wanting to give them a little flair at the same time, obviously she has a lot of grievances with An Yifei.

An Yifei smiled wryly and didn't say much.

Soon, the sun showed half of his face, and the master of Qiyao Sect descended from the sky. A total of three people came, a middle-aged man in his early forties and two young people in their twenties or eighteen.

The three of them have no reservations about their own cultivation, the middle-aged man is a master of the seventh level of Wu Zun, and the two young people are respectively the first level of Wu Zun and the second level of Wu Zun.

The middle-aged man said some polite words, and then introduced the content of the trial. After speaking, he led everyone up into the sky, heading northwest of Qiyao Gate.

Soon after turning over six thousand-foot-high mountains, a misty forest appeared in everyone's sight. From a distance, the place shrouded in mist is boundless and full of mystery. This is the location of this trial, Qiyi Mountain.