Ouyang Xuanji's skills are more sophisticated than before.
She left the house where she was delivering messages to Cao Su.
Cao Su just stood on the roof.
Standing in the wind, holding a knife with one hand, his robes made a hunting sound.
Ouyang Xuanji is a good partner. In the past, she relied on her to obtain Chen Zhen's intelligence and suppressed Chen Zhen in information warfare.
Going back and forth is a normal way of cooperation, and Cao Su had no intention of breaking the contract.
But it seems that the difficulty of making the top ten of the Phoenix chicks list is really quite high.
There is no need to think about the top eight. Up to the eighth place, all masters are at the top level of the power realm. Starting from the ninth place, there are middle-level power realm masters.
Among them, the ninth one is Qu Ji of the fourth rank, and the tenth one is Shen Xuefeng of the fourth rank.
Both of them are young talents under the age of thirty. Among them, Qu Zi is a young master from the Qu family in Jiannan Dao, while Shen Xuefeng is the most outstanding third-generation disciple of the Tianjian Sect in Shendu.
No one was easy to mess with, and Cao Su felt quite pressured.
Fortunately, Ouyang Xuanji did not insist on saying that it would be better to get the top ten rankings. If not, it seems possible, but it will be more difficult to do things in the future.
Cao Su thought about it silently.
Suddenly I saw a scholar walking under the house where he was standing.
The bookman had a somewhat sinister look on his face. After looking around, he found that no one was paying attention to his side.
He didn't see Cao Su either, so he was about to take out his shotgun to solve the problem.
Cao Su:..........
It hurts the eyes.
Cao Su immediately dodged and disappeared from the roof.
The scholar was so suffocated that he didn't notice anyone disappearing from his head. He only felt a cool breeze blowing, which made him tremble uncontrollably and accidentally got some on his shoes.
After the peeing was resolved, the scholar felt really comfortable.
He looked up and saw a peach blossom growing on the wall, and suddenly he felt inspired.
"One branch...one branch...out of the wall..."
He still didn't accumulate enough. He held it there for a long time and couldn't come up with any good sentences.
He let out a long sigh and dropped the brush in his hand that he was preparing to write vigorously.
The brush rolled to the corner and was stained with his yellow water.
"A branch of red apricot comes out of the wall!"
Cao Su couldn't help but appear again.
He had already left, but it was rare that he heard a poem that he could match, so he subconsciously got it right.
"Fart, where did the red apricot come from?"
The scholar with sinister features and stern eyes was angry. He followed the voice and saw Cao Su, who was wearing a white python robe.
After Cao Su said this, he regretted it. He just couldn't stand that there was someone who was better than him. How dare he come to participate in Qiu Wei at this level?
"Huh, noob."
Cao Su snorted secretly, and without speaking to the scholar, he just dodged and left the scene.
A scholar who does not understand the style is left behind, feeling depressed.
Can a martial artist say the poem "A branch of red apricot comes out of the wall"?
It seems that he is really not suitable for poetry. Who set the exam questions this year? Are you crazy? Let him, a top student of Legalism and military strategist, come here to write poetry?
So what if I write a hundred poems? Can I beat an army of ten thousand soldiers? Or can I just let the wise master lead me to death?
"A branch of red apricot comes out of the wall?"
When the scholar first read this sentence, he felt it was very ordinary.
But after thinking about these questions, and then reading this sentence, I feel that it is endlessly mysterious.
"There is only one red apricot flower on the wall, which shows that this flower is different. Just like me and the many scholars who are racking their brains for fame, it forms a sharp contrast!"
"No wonder it's a red apricot, because everything inside is full of peach blossoms, ordinary to the extreme peach blossoms, peach blossoms all over the mountains and plains!"
The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was obviously something in the half-sentence of the poem that the martial artist just said.
"I am a branch of red apricot!"
"Wonderful, wonderful!"
The scholar was excited: "I didn't expect that an ordinary guard, Si Wufu, could actually read my Sima Zhen's heart. Who is this person? He is truly a hero!"
Originally he was quite disdainful of Cao Su, but now he feels that Cao Su is too powerful and definitely not an ordinary martial artist.
"Who is this person?"
Sima Zhen grew up, and this was the first time he saw a hero who did not judge people by their appearance. He immediately wanted to make friends and wanted to get to know Cao Su well.
But Cao Su has disappeared long ago. How to find him in the vast Imperial Guards and the Forbidden Army?
........
Cao Su was not interested in candidates with low quality at all. This scholar's talent was too low, and the scene was so obvious that he couldn't hold back a poem.
After inspecting the area he was responsible for, he returned to the high-rise building.
Not long after, the sun was setting and Qiu Wei's poetry examination was over.
The examiner ordered all candidates to exit the examination room and return to Shendu City immediately without any mistakes.
Many candidates rushed out of Xiaotao Town in a hurry.
Many of them were fully prepared, brought dry food and water, and were not exhausted.
Cao Su rode on his horse and returned to the divine capital city with his men.
By this time, it was almost late at night.
........
At night in Shendu City, the lights are brightly lit.
The smoke and clouds are lingering, the waves are sparkling, and the bridges on the moat are equipped with countless lights. The river water reflects the lights, and the light and shadow flicker, just like the stars in the sky.
The moon is bright in the sky, and there is no dust. Dancers dress up on the boats on the Cao River, singing the tunes on the Luo River with their swaying figures.
Lotus root is sold in the night market, and Qiluo is carried on the spring boat.
The mission of Cao Su and the others was completely over after they entered the Shendu City.
The three men under his command also said goodbye to Cao Su and returned to their homes.
Cao Su rode his horse alone and walked towards Shanglinfang.
Most of the excitement in Shendu City is in the C- and D-level cities. These cities have the largest number of people and a huge consumption base.
In second-class cities like Shanglinfang, there are much fewer people.
Cao Su was riding a horse and strolling on the streets paved with bluestones, which seemed much deserted.
Except for important officials, horses are not allowed to ride in the city, but they can walk horses.
Letting the tall horse pace slowly like he did was within the scope allowed by the city defense.
Along the way, Cao Su had already seen several waves of watchmen beating gongs.
When we were about to reach Shanglinfang, the road at the main entrance became narrower.
Cao Su lightly kicked the horse's belly, and the horse took two quick steps forward.
The streets have become quieter, and there are not many lights visible in the middle of the night. It seems that every household has gone to rest.
The houses on both sides are receding and the streets are getting narrower.
An icy chill suddenly emerged, following his feet and penetrating into his body, making him shiver uncontrollably.
Taking a closer look, I saw that I didn't know when I had arrived outside Cao's house.
There are two stone lions at the entrance of the house, and a red lantern hangs under the door plaque.
The red color was so bright that it made his eyes feel a little stinging when he looked at it, as if what he saw was not the red color of the lantern, but the blood color of the battlefield.
"The Ronin Begins with Douluo"
In the darkness, a vague white figure stepped out of the door.
Obviously I didn't see its face, and there was no sound.
But Cao Su felt that the other party seemed to be letting out a sinister laugh.
"Who the hell dares to attack me?"
Cao Su was furious, his eyes flashed with purple light, and the picture in front of him was as shattered as glass.
And that white figure let out a ghostly scream, bounced directly from the wet ground, and rushed towards Cao Su's face.
Only then did Cao Su realize that he had walked to the Cao River unknowingly.
The horse that sat down did not know where it had gone. Just now he was sitting on a stone bench by the lake, as if he was about to jump into Hanoi at any time.
The white shadow was as fast as lightning. He had just broken free from the illusion and had no time to dodge.
He was directly hit by the white shadow, his whole body shook, and white smoke came out of his head.
"What is this?"
"court death!"
Cao Su's eyes exuded fierce intent, and all the energy in his body began to run violently.
The white shadow that burrowed into his body was like a starving ghost, burrowing crazily into his body. It "ate" all the white air that came out of Cao Su's body.
Cao Su's energy and blood surged, and the temperature on his body became higher and higher.
The white gas that comes out is the high-burning product of internal energy mixed with qi and blood. How could you actually eat all this stuff in one bite?
Cao Su was secretly surprised and sat cross-legged on the edge of the Cao River.
He reached out and grabbed the white shadow on his body.
But this white shadow was soundless and intangible. It circled around Cao Su's body and returned to his back, frantically absorbing the white energy coming out of Cao Su.
Just when it had eaten up the white air on Cao Su's body and was about to bite Cao Su's surface skin.
A black light suddenly appeared on Cao Su's body.
This black light was like a pair of armor made of light, appearing on Cao Su's body. When Bai Ying bit it, he was directly bounced away by this "black armor"!
Tyrants!
Cao Su's magical power was actually forced out by this thing, and it started to operate automatically, forming a decisive defense structure that made the white shadow unable to attack.
At the same time, it was also forced to be separated from Cao Su's body surface.
Cao Su became fierce, and the overwhelming evil energy erupted. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it suddenly.
He directly caught the white shadow that bounced away.
However, like water, it turned into two pieces from Cao Su's hand and fell to the ground. After landing on the ground, it turned into a ball and fled quickly towards the Cao River.
How could Cao Su let it run away? He was chasing after it closely!
The two of them were moving forward and backward, and when the white shadow was about to touch the water of the Cao River, Cao Su directly waved his palm.
The poisonous palm of fire slapped it on its body.
It screamed in pain and made a "sizzling" sound, and was seriously injured.
But it also accelerated the speed of falling into the river.
Cao Su tapped his toes lightly on the river, and his whole body bounced up.
His eyes moved slightly, staring at Caohe with a careful and deep gaze.
The divine capital city in the dark night, the dark Cao River.
It's like a bottomless pit, hiding so many evil spirits.