Chapter 357

"Actually, it's nothing. It's just that it's a bit difficult to stabilize the realm recently." Ning Qiandu said randomly looking for a reason.

"Just lie. Things like the realm usually stabilize in seven days. You have been in the early stage of the Blue Sky Realm for almost half a month. How can it be stable?"

Seeing that his reason was exposed, Ning Qiandu directly changed the subject and said: "What game is it already?"

"The seventh game, we are in the eighteenth game, it's early." Xiaomei said.

After chatting for a few more words, Ning Qiandu stopped chatting with Xiaomei. Her mood was getting lower and lower now. She didn't know why, but just now she saw what "Ji Mo" said to herself in the illusion. , the things I did were very touching.

It was obvious that he was a dandy, but why did his eyes keep wanting to cry after seeing him? It's obviously something you should hate.

She turned her head and looked at Ji Mo. At this time, Ji Mo was already studying something with the knife in his hand, looking obsessed.

Looking at Ji Mo now, Ning Qiandu found that he was a completely different person than before. Before he was kicked out of the school, he was always optimistic and cheerful, full of positive energy.

But now, it's as if flowers and fruits have matured overnight. The branches are hanging down and no longer showy, but they are rich in connotation.

Ning Qiandu still vaguely remembers when Ji Mo chased her. At that time, Ji Mo was laughing and joking all day long and was very immature. Every time he confessed, the whole school knew about it. Of course, he was rejected every time. .

He didn't feel embarrassed when he was rejected, he just smiled and said: "Sister, I will do it next time."

However, he chose the timing of his confession very well. He never said these words when he was practicing or when he was upset. Sometimes when he was upset, he could still make a joke to make himself happy.

But at that time, I found him annoying no matter what. Although he wasn't annoying, he was just annoying.

Thinking of that time, Ning Qiandu compared the former Jimo with the current Jimo. Although there was still a little similarity in personality, it was obvious that the current Jimo was much more stable than before.

Especially that time, when he rescued her from the monks of the Burning Flame Sect, he was obviously at the Jinshan stage, but he dared to fight four masters at the middle stage of the Cloud Realm.

Ning Qiandu thought for a while and suddenly thought of a possibility.

Maybe the Ji Mo who used to laugh and laugh was just a superficial appearance, but the person he is now is the truest face in his heart.

If this is the case, did he do it on purpose before?

"The seventh game is over. Let's announce the list of all promotions."

"Bai Wuzong, Hua Xiao, Chen Jin, Li Dadong...are qualified for promotion, Baihua Valley, Xian Lulu, Miao Qiao, Su Yun...are qualified for promotion, Scarlet Blood Sect..."

Time passed very quickly, and it was the seventeenth game in a blink of an eye. Everyone was excited to watch the previous games, but this seventeenth game was very weak.

Because the two sides were the penultimate and third in the sect competition last year, there was no way to watch it.

"Let's just look forward to the next one."

"You're looking forward to it. Do you know who it is in the next one?"

"Isn't it the Tiangang Sword Sect and the Beiming Sword Sect?"

"Yeah, then you're still expecting me to know which side wins without even looking at it."

"Didn't you hear that the people from the Beiming Sword Sect had already led some people and had a fight with the Tiangang Sword Sect at the door this morning?"

"I heard that the Tiangang Sword Sect won in the end, right? But this doesn't mean anything, because the disciples sent by the Beiming Sword Sect in the morning were all here to watch the battle, not the actual competition."

"Ah? Could it be that the Tiangang Sword Sect just defeated the opponent's lower-level disciples, and now it is the top-level disciples that they are really going to fight?"

"Isn't this nonsense!"

Upon hearing this, everyone spread the news one after another. Everyone knew the news for a while. It turned out that the people the Tiangang Sword Sect defeated earlier were just low-level disciples.

And in this big competition, the Beiming Sword Sect mobilized its top disciples. This time the Tiangang Sword Sect had no hope at all.

Soon the seventeenth match between the two sects ended, and the referee was already announcing the marriage: "Suifengmen, Li Zhen, Wang Jia...are qualified to advance."

"Now let's invite the two sects from the eighteenth game to enter, the Tiangang Sword Sect and the Beiming Sword Sect!"

For a moment, the disciples from the two sects in the innermost circle and the outermost circle stood up at the same time, looked at each other for a few times across a dozen circles, and then began to walk towards the field.

"Tianheng, Qiandu, and Mo'er." The great elder grabbed the three disciples before they left and said, "This is a real competition. We met one of the strongest sects in the first game. The risk is very high, so the three of you must choose the weakest among each other to ensure your qualifications, and you must not choose the strongest."

Ji Mo heard this and said directly: "Elder, I think what a senior brother just said is right. No matter what, we can't lose our momentum. Why don't we pick the strongest one if we want to fight?"

"Oops! Although the three of you are very strong, if we lose, we will be eliminated directly!" the great elder said worriedly.

"I agree with what Junior Brother Ji Mo said. Since we are here to make a name for ourselves, why should we beat the weakest?" Li Tianheng also said.

"this……"

"Don't worry, Great Elder, we have our own sense of proportion." Ning Qiandu also said.

After that, the three of them turned around and walked towards the duel field.

When Ji Mo passed by the woman in the blue skirt, he glanced at her again. Coincidentally, the woman in the blue skirt also glanced at him at this time, and the two of them looked at each other again.

"Damn! That guy took this opportunity to look at the beauty!" Everyone was jealous when they saw Ji Mo and the woman in the blue skirt looking at each other.

"Don't look at that beauty! Let me do it! Are you still going to compete!"

...

"Uh..." Listening to the roars of other men, Ji Mo was embarrassed for a while, smiled and prepared to turn around and leave.

At this moment, the woman suddenly stood up, looked at him, and said with a slight smile on her face: "You have to win!"

"..."

At this moment, Ji Mo felt that his heart was about to jump out, the woman's smile, her appearance, and the childhood memory...

In an instant, many things merged together, and Ji Mo's blood was boiling. For some reason, he was very excited now, and a memory kept emerging in his brain.

That was a memory from high school. Many times when he was racing with his opponent Zhou Qian, Lan Shuangning would say this to him before the game, and every time he won, he could hold her in his arms and bully her.

That memory touched his heart.

Lan Shuangning——the woman he would rather sacrifice his life and dignity for her happiness.

At this moment, it seems like she is standing in front of him.

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