Jianshan Tournament 1 begins
"Staying in the same room with me today."
"This, this is not good." Leng Can hesitated, "I, I..."
"Don't think too much." Cong Mo lifted the quilt and frowned, "The couch on Jianshan Mountain is not as comfortable as the one on Wuqing Mountain."
Leng Can stood at the door, still maintaining a shy attitude.
To be honest, he and Cong Mo hadn't been alone together for a long time. In the past month, he was dragged to training. Apart from eating and sleeping, he went to the training ground and slept on the couch. He had no chance to say a few words to Cong Mo.
By the end of his practice, he had almost forgotten his original plan of seduction. Now when he thought about it, he was at a loss.
The whole room was filled with the light fragrance of Cong Mo, lingering at the tip of his nose, making him feel distracted and his face flushed. "Xiao Mo, otherwise... I'd better go back."
Just as he was about to go out, the door closed automatically from the outside with a "bang". Leng Can was so scared that he swallowed his saliva.
Cong Mo rubbed her thumb and middle finger together and flicked them. Leng Can opened his eyes again and went straight to the bed. She threw a talisman on the door and explained to him, "This is Jianshan's territory. We just got into trouble this morning. I don't know what accidents will happen tonight. It's better for you to stay with me."
"But..." Leng Can was so reserved, twirling his clothes with his fingers, "Men and women shouldn't touch each other, we..."
"It's not the first time." Cong Mo frowned, not even letting him finish his sentence. "We've slept together before, and nothing happened. If you really don't like it, you can sleep on the floor. This couch is as hard as a tile anyway."
She gave in like this, and if she continued to refuse, she would seem cold and aggressive.
He nodded resignedly, "I won't sleep on the floor."
Cong Mo moved inside and patted the seat next to him, "Come up."
Leng Can took off his shoes and got into the quilt. Jianshan's bed was narrow, and even if he curled up as much as possible, his arms would still be touched. He closed his eyes, trying to forget everything in his mind and tried to make himself fall asleep.
"Xiaocan, your heartbeat is too fast." Cong Mo suddenly grabbed the quilt and lifted it, placing his hand over his heart. "Why is it so fast?"
Leng Can was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. He propped up half of his body and almost rolled to the ground. Cong Mo's eyes were bright, like an ignorant deer, and he was extremely curious.
"Why?" Cong Mo persisted, climbing up his shoulders and moving closer to him. Her collar scraped against his, revealing his delicate collarbone and lining. Her warm breath sprayed on his neck, causing a shiver. She blinked, "Xiao Can, tell me, okay?"
Leng Can's Adam's apple rolled back and forth, but her heart beat faster and faster. Cong Mo didn't understand anything, and didn't know what expression or appearance she had at the moment, or how seductive she was.
"Xiao Mo, you..." Leng Can gently pushed her arm, "Don't do that, you're...too close."
"But you won't tell me the answer." Cong Mo looked at him angrily, tears of grievance in her eyes. She grabbed his collar tightly and said in a delicate tone, "I want to know. Tell me, okay?"
Leng Can was dazzled and naturally forgot that Cong Mo would not show such an expression, let alone speak in such a tone.
He raised his hand and fanned himself, then took a deep breath, put his hands down to hug Cong Mo's waist, lifted her up and rubbed her, breathing rapidly, "Come closer, I'll tell you why."
"Okay." Cong Mo smiled, his eyes curved, and suddenly leaned forward to kiss the corner of his lips, "Xiao Can, your heartbeat is faster."
"Bang, bang, bang..."
"Bang, bang, bang..."
Leng Can's head was buzzing with the sound of his own heartbeat. He looked at Cong Mo who was gradually becoming confused. "Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo..."
"Xiao Mo... huff, huff..." Leng Can turned over and sat up, breathing heavily. Cong Mo was sleeping soundly beside him.
He held his forehead and smiled bitterly, it turned out to be a dream.
After tucking the quilt corner for Cong Mo, he lay down again.
How could he forget that Cong Mo fell asleep faster than anyone else once he touched the bed, and wouldn't chat with him at all, let alone...
Leng Can blushed and felt guilty about the dream he had.
Just as I was thinking about it, I heard a rustling sound.
He became alert, picked up his sword, got off the bed and went to the window.
"This is it."
"Yes, that's it. Blow the medicine quickly."
The people outside didn't know they had been discovered and were trying to figure out how to do bad things without anyone noticing.
"What does this medicine do?"
"Hey... I can guarantee she'll sleep for three days and three nights, and she'll be dead asleep tomorrow and unable to get out of bed, so she won't have to compete with our boss for first place."
"This is a brilliant idea! Even if they investigate, they won't be able to trace us back. Sigh... why can't we get through this window paper?"
"Get out of the way, you idiot. Let me try."
Leng Can felt relieved a little. The talisman used by Cong Mo set up a protective shield in the entire room, which would only break if it suffered severe damage.
He drew his sword and leaned against the door, waiting for the two men's next move.
"That damn girl must have set up some kind of barrier! It's all broken."
"She's got quite a lot of defenses. Why don't we just charge in and catch her off guard and seriously injure her?"
"Are you crazy? You want to be driven off the mountain!"
"Brother Jue will definitely protect us."
"Didn't you see how much Elder Qingyi defended his two disciples today? Even if Brother Jue wanted to protect us, Wuqing Mountain wouldn't necessarily let us go. They might just kill us under the cover of darkness. Those immortal sects are actually quite shady. Who knows what they'll do?"
"Hey! Doesn't he have two apprentices? Why don't we just go find that one?"
"Okay, let's go and see. We can't kill this powerful one, and we can't chop down that powerful one either. Every opponent we have left is a win!"
"You won't go wrong staying with me tonight."
"What's right, don't disturb me... I'm going to... Ugh..." Leng Can was so scared that he jumped up into the air. When he saw that it was Cong Mo in the moonlight, Cong Mo covered his mouth and pressed him against the wall. Only then did he feel a little relieved.
Cong Mo let him go, and he whispered, "You scared me to death."
"Go to bed quickly." Cong Mo pulled his hand and put him on the couch. "We have to get up early tomorrow. They can't get in."
"Fortunately, I didn't reject you tonight." Leng Can patted his chest, feeling a little scared.
Cong Mo yawned and pushed him to lie down on the couch. "No, if you refuse again I will knock you out."
Leng Can: "..."
He closed his eyes and began to worry about tomorrow's game again. "Xiao Mo, when do the results usually come out?"
"The rules of the game are still unknown. Everything is still unknown."
"Then..." Leng Can turned over and faced her, "Xiao Mo, if I go down the mountain, will you miss me?"
"As long as you want to stay in Wuqing Mountain, I can guarantee that this will never happen." Cong Mo held his hand under the quilt, "Go to bed early."
Leng Can held her hand, rested his head on her shoulder, and said in a muffled voice, "I don't want to go down the mountain."
After a long while, I heard Cong Mo's voice, "Hmm."
I don’t know if it was a dream mumbling or a waking answer.
The next morning, they were awakened by the deafening sound of bells.
"Knockknock..."
"Junior sister, junior brother, it's time to get up. We'll have breakfast soon." He knocked on the door and shouted.
Cong Mo raised her two fingers and the talisman at the door was taken back. She called out, "Brother, please come in."
Leng Can rubbed her shoulder for a long time before reluctantly raising his head and muttering, "So early..."
He came in carrying a lunch box. "We were already delayed yesterday by the quarrel, so today's match started a little early. Anyway, the elders always give orders before the match, so it's okay to pay attention. Come and eat quickly."
Cong Mo put on his shoes, buttoned up his coat, and threw Leng Can's coat to him. "Hurry up."
After washing up casually, he sat down at the table, picked up a meat bun, and asked, "Brother, do you know the rules?"
He shook his head, "How could Master reveal it? But I heard it's not an easy competition."
"That difficult," Leng Can spat out the water, feeling a bad premonition in his heart. "It shouldn't be a one-on-one fight! I wouldn't stand a chance of winning if I did that."
He shook his head, "I don't know."
Cong Mo invited him to eat, "Don't worry, we'll talk about it later. Also, these meat buns are not as delicious as the ones from Wuqing Mountain."
The three of them hurried in.
The elders of each mountain sat in the hall, and the sect leader sat in the main seat. She read the pre-match announcement. Her tone was soft and her temperament was warm, which moved the disciples in the venue.
The elder looked at the long manuscript in his hand and said only one sentence under the gaze of the elders, "I hope everyone will achieve satisfactory results in the competition."
The clan leader sighed and signaled the old man Jian Yi to read out the rules.
"The Sword Mountain Competition, also known as the Hunting Competition, has simple rules. Each contestant is sent into a different illusion and must compete with the people in that illusion. Those who survive advance to the next stage. When there are 100, 50, and 20 people left, the illusion will change, and the number of illusions will continue to decrease. You will encounter different enemies."
"Every time you enter the illusion, you will randomly receive a spirit stone with a different function as an auxiliary weapon. Each spirit stone has a unique function and can be snatched or exchanged. However, the specific function of the spirit stone can only be known after you obtain it. The spirit stone will not disappear as the illusion changes and can be used continuously. Each time the illusion changes, you will receive a corresponding spirit stone. The number of people in the illusion will also be displayed in the sky for you to judge. Everyone has only one life, so I hope you will cherish it. Those who die in the illusion will be teleported back here to watch the game."
The old man Jian Yi sat down, and the sect leader continued, "Enter the illusion, and when you hear the command to start the game, you can start killing."
Immediately afterwards, a scroll appeared in everyone's hands.
Leng Can swallowed his saliva, his body enveloped by fear, "Xiao Mo, if I break up with you..."
"Leng Can." Cong Mo lowered his head and called his name, "As long as we are together, I will definitely protect you, but..."
"I hope to see you at the last moment." She held Leng Can's hand and stared at him, "Please."
Leng Can gripped his sword tightly and did not answer.
"Please unfold the scroll."
Leng Can took a deep breath and shouted, "Xiao Mo, wait for me."
When he opened his eyes again, he was in a village with a strong smell of fireworks. He was sitting at a wooden table with a bowl of plain noodles and a piece of jade shining with blue light in front of him.
An ethereal voice resounded, "In the first round, there are five illusions: the forest, the village, the imperial city, the demon cave, and the fairy mountain. Each illusion will be haunted by monsters, and those who die from the monsters will be eliminated. Each illusion has sixty-two people. If only twenty or fewer survive, the illusion will be changed early."
"Now, the game begins."
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