Demonic cultivation of the earth realm.

The rocky hills, the howling wind, and the occasional whistling sound are quite strange, and it is easy for people to mistake it for the sound of crying.

This is a place that no demon cultivator wants to come to. It is a desolate wasteland with countless broken boulders.

There seems to be no one there, but when you come in, you will feel that you are being stared at by countless eyes, which will inevitably make you feel guilty.

Under the moonlight, a light hand poked out from the void, holding a golden fruit in its hand.

The light shines all around, and the fragrance overflows.

After a while, the sound of wind roaring in Rock Hill was as usual, and there was no other unusual phenomenon.

"If you eat this fruit, you will bring something back to me."

When the sound falls, the fruit is thrown up.

The golden light flew to high altitude and then fell from high altitude.

The ground shook and some boulders trembled.

boom!

The land shattered, and the rock giant rushed out of the ground. His body was red, with magma flowing inside, and his arrogance was astonishing.

After breaking out of the ground, he swallowed the god-given fruit.

The entrance to the fruit is like flames burning around it, and the rock giant instantly turns into a lava giant.

"Whose god are you?" The rock giant looked at the light hand and said in a low voice.

"It has nothing to do with you." A voice came from the direction of Guangshou.

The rock giant was silent for a moment before speaking:

"The Age of Gods has come to an end, and the gods have ceased to appear. What are you going to do?"

There was a chuckle from the other side, as if he didn't agree with the rock giant's statement:

"The same sentence has nothing to do with you. But I can remind you, when will the new era be peaceful? Gods are gods after all."

"What do you want?" The rock giant changed the subject.

"I will tell you after a while, so do you still remember the Sword of Dawn?" Guang's hand said calmly, not in a hurry.

The flames on the rock giant suddenly paused, and his voice contained a hint of fear:

"Sword of Dawn, God-killing?"

"Yes." Hearing the name of this sword, even the person behind the bare hand couldn't help but become more serious in his voice:

"The sword is in the hand of a young boy. If you kill him, I will give you two God-given fruits."

"What kind of cultivation level does he have?" The rock giant didn't rush to agree.

Sword of Dawn, slay the gods.

There is a lot of god's blood on it, and one person can make the era of gods depressed.

If the sword-wielding man hadn't died of exhaustion, the age of gods would have ended long ago.

"Those who are lower than the third rank may have the fighting strength of the sixth rank All Souls." Guangshou didn't look down on that person, and told the rock giant truthfully what he knew.

"A talented person." The rock giant had some guesses.

"We don't rule out borrowing external force, it's just a single blow." Guangshou also made his own guess, and then began to disappear:

"Wait for my news."

"Why not find the fallen spirits?" asked the rock giant.

"They are still on the road to save themselves, so there is no use for them. I would like to advise you, don't underestimate the people in the world of cultivation." After emphasizing, Guangshou disappeared completely.

The lava giant fell into silence again. It has been silent from a long time ago until now.

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...

"It's almost 10:36, it's time for self-study in the evening."

Zhou Xu looked at his phone and muttered to himself.

Gulu!

He took a sip of boiled water at a suitable temperature and continued studying. Normally, Sister Qiu would fill him up with boiled water, but today her bathing time was different from usual, so she had to pour it herself.

Putting away his thoughts, Zhou Xu continued to practice ancient Chinese. If he didn't study anymore, get out of class would be over.

There is also a boundary stone on the table so that you can surf the Internet immediately after evening study.

When he lowered his head and started studying, he suddenly heard footsteps. Looking up, he saw Qiu Qian with wet hair.

The hair dryer shook twice in front of her, pointing at Zhou Xu.

Blow drying your hair?

Zhou Xu immediately stood up, moved a chair and took the hair dryer.

"Blow dry a little so that you can go to sleep directly." Qiu Qian leaned on the high chair and tilted her head back slightly.

"Sister Qiu, you made the right choice." After plugging in the power, Zhou Xu turned on the hair dryer. The wind was not loud and the power was not high.

Just spend more time.

"Haha." Qiu Qian turned to look at Zhou Xu with a slight smile on her lips.

"If you don't believe me, Sister Qiu, you can compare it and ask Sister Yue to blow dry your hair tomorrow." Zhou Xu was full of confidence in Sister Yue.

"You underestimate Sister Yue. Sister Yue just doesn't want to do things, it's not that she doesn't know how to do things.

When Sister Yue is really needed to do something, she will do everything well." Qiu Qian is also full of confidence in Sister Yue.

"Can Sister Yue know how to cook?" Zhou Xu was suddenly curious.

Qiu Qian took a strand of hair and rolled it, then thought for a moment:

"No, she probably hasn't had to cook for herself since she was a child."

"Yes, when I first moved back, I left her alone at home.

Let her figure it out on her own." Zhou Xu remembered the situation when Sister Yue first arrived.

"The Holy Son of Demonic Dao is so cruel." Qiu Qian curled her hair with her fingers, turned to look at Zhou Xu behind her, and exclaimed in disguise.

"Sister Qiu, you look so beautiful like this." Looking back at Qiu Qian, Zhou Xu couldn't help but praise her.

Qiu Qian put down her hands, turned back and asked:

"How many female classmates did you praise when you were studying?"

"At that time, I thought about traveling around the world with a sword and serving the country and the people. How can a great chivalrous man have a long-term love for his children?

Just...I don’t know any female classmates.

If you think about it carefully, you don't talk to your female classmates very often." Zhou Xu recalled his youthful years and felt a little pale for a moment.

It's not as colorful as jungle monsters.

"I'm the same. I haven't had any playmates since I was a child. I've been practicing and then going shopping..."

At this point Qiu Qian stopped, not because she didn't want to continue talking, but because she was cut off by Zhou Xu:

"By the way, I picked up a lollipop, picked up a brick, dressed strangely, and went to fight?"

"..." Qiu Qian turned her head and glanced at Zhou Xu calmly and said:

"I wear a lot of clothes, and I only hit people when they mess with me.

Eating lollipops is a hobby.”

"I understand." Zhou Xu nodded.

Qiu Qian: "......"

Then Qiu Qian smiled, her smile was particularly bright.

Zhou Xu: "..."

Why don't you go out and buy breakfast tomorrow?

After a while, Zhou Xu had time to look at what Sister Qiu was wearing today, which was a maroon nightgown with a conservative neckline and a hem that reached her thighs.

The thighs are smooth...the scars are gone? Zhou Xu looked curiously at Qiu Qian's thighs, thinking it was in the wrong position? A little higher?

The hem of the skirt seemed to understand him and began to move upwards little by little.

It went up a little, and it was still fair and smooth, with no scars appearing.

"Do you want to continue going up?" Qiu Qian came over with a questioning voice.

Zhou Xu came to his senses, quickly looked away, and explained:

"Sister Qiu, I was just curious whether the scar on your leg has disappeared."
To be continued...