Admit defeat?

"Why should I promise?" Xia Qingchen asked.

His status today is different from that of the past.

You can't lose easily.

Besides, deliberately admit defeat?

Dao Jiang said helplessly, "I know it's difficult for childe Xia, but the young Lord is the heart disease of my grandfather."

Xia Qingchen was silent for a moment: "continue."

"In those years, Xiahou Shenmen fought with the Lao family, the hostile forces of Yinhui lake. After a big defeat, the young master's parents were found to be traitors, resulting in a big defeat, and were severely punished by the old ancestor."

"But after the war, we learned that there was another traitor!"

"The old ancestor felt very guilty about this, so he took extra care of his descendants and trained him into a little Lord."

"Now the little Lord has grown up. Because he is loved by thousands of people, his character is more..."

He didn't go on.

"In short, if you have a chance to fight, please give way to the little Lord."

Hear the reason.

Xia Qingchen didn't promise, but he didn't refuse.

"There's really a chance to fight." Summer light dust road.

He doesn't like competition very much.

It may not be comparable to fighting.

"Please, childe Xia!" Dao jiangdao.

Xia Qingchen leaves with a fist.

Meet the white lotus Saint outside the city. They board the birds and leave immediately.

It's three days' journey to Xiahou Shenmen.

Just enough for him to digest the fairy clouds.

However, before that, he needs to refine the secret medicine of the middle star position.

Take out yuanlei and accessories.

He began to deploy on the spot and half a day later.

Dozens of bottles of milky white liquid were placed in front of him.

It tastes sweet, like fairy fruit sauce.

"What is this?" Qiu Qiu's mouth was full of saliva, and the dog's tail kept shaking.

Xia Qingchen divided two bottles and said, "Tianchun! If the star position is strong, the cultivation speed can be increased by twice. "

He immediately swallowed a bottle, then took out a grain of LingMi and ate one.

Then he took out the fairy cloud.

There is a ball in it, enough for four people to take a bite each.

This fog can raise half of the star level.

Xia Qingchen wants to cooperate with secret medicine, LingMi and mental skill to strive for a breakthrough.

"One mouthful per person!" Xia Qingchen sends it to the saint of white lotus and asks her to come first.

The white lotus Saint declined and said, "you've worked hard. I can't take it."

Xia Qingchen whispered: "fairy clouds, only