Vol 7 Chapter 6: Making eye white eyes

Zhao Hai’s small white house is not far from the city wall. From here, you can see the city wall. On the city wall, there are still a lot of blood, which was left in the battle. Zhao Hai is I want to see if this magical light is so magical. I can really clean all those bloodstains. If there is such a magical thing, then this of light will really have the same function. .
Soon, the light of the gods began, and a white light suddenly descended from the sky. This white light was really too white. At the moment when the white light fell, Zhao Hai felt that his eyes had completely lost. In use, his own knowledge is also lost. His gods can't find out this room, and the world outside is all white, and nothing can be seen. This is really out of Zhao. The accident of the sea.
Fortunately, this light is very fast. At the moment of a quarter of an hour, the light will be knotted, so Zhao Hai waited patiently for a quarter of an hour. After a quarter of an hour, the white light disappeared directly. Zhao Hai can see it again. Outside, and outside has been restored before, Zhao Hai immediately looked at the wall, the most obvious places on the wall, he wrote down, he wants to see, this is not the light It's really amazing.
No, it’s really gone. There was no blood stains in the place where there was blood before. The walls were white. Upon seeing this situation, Zhao Hai couldn't help but jump in the eyelids. He first rushed out of the room and went straight to the wall. The walls were originally destroyed because of fighting. Some places have been damaged, but now those are broken. The place has been restored, and the bloodstains on the walls have all disappeared, and everything seems to have never happened.
Zhao Hai touched the wall gently, and it was very hard. He couldn’t see it at all. There was a big battle here. There were still several places that were broken. Zhao Hai’s face could not help but change. He felt this drop. The magic of the gods, but it is precisely because of this, he feels that this black and white battlefield, it seems not simple.
"Is it very surprising? I was the same when I first came." A sudden voice came, Zhao Hai turned around and saw that the person who spoke was not tall, and the wrinkles on his face were added to the big one. The head, the whole person gives people a very strange feeling, but Zhao Hai is recognized at a glance, this is not someone else, it is the person who was previously called the white eye by the battalion commander.
Zhao Hai immediately rushed to him and said: "I have seen a friend, yeah, I saw this for the first time. It was really amazing. The wall was automatically repaired. The blood on the original wall. It’s completely gone, it’s amazing, I really can’t think of it.

Looking at Zhao Hai with a blank eye, he smiled slightly: "You don't have to be so polite. If you are willing, just like everyone else, let me have a blank eye. Are you called Zhao Hai? I heard you talking to the battalion commander before, you It seems to be calling Zhao Hai. If I don’t look at what you are now, I really thought that you are not just flying."
Zhao Haiyi, then some incomprehensible look at the white-eyed: "Hey? Why do you do this? White brother, but your name is white? Directly called white-eyed, this seems to be a bit less polite." Zhao Hai is really embarrassed directly Call him a white eye, because this is obviously not a good word, so it is meant to look down on people.
The white eyes waved his hand and smiled and said: "What kind of politeness, where are we now? Here is the sword camp, no one is optimistic, it is the highest casualty rate, it is the same sword camp of hell, what kind of courtesy is here? You just told me to do it with my eyes, this is very good, I am indeed a surname, but this name is useless, and no one will remember it anyway." In the end, his look is a bit embarrassing.
Zhao Hai looked at his eyes and said: "I am only very curious about the black and white battlefield. Is this always the case? And, the brother who died before, did you bury him? We really Is there no one to control? There is no saying in the war?"
The white-eyed sighed: "After the city, there is a place where I buried people. It is almost the home of all of us. Everyone is killed and buried. Every time I descend. The people buried there will disappear and become part of this black and white battlefield. We are also in the same battle with this black and white battlefield. As for what you said, there is no one to control after the death, then you should not think about it. Who are we? But some people who have just ascended up. When we got here, it was just the pieces in those hands. They didn't care about our lives and deaths."
Zhao Hai’s silence, then he sighed and said:
I didn’t expect it to be practiced and finally soared. I thought it’s hopeful for a long life. In the end, it’s such a fall. Oh, this is still flying. It’s really interesting.
Zhao Hai’s reason is actually to narrow the relationship with the white eye. He is very clear. The words that he said before the white eye have already indicated that he is very dissatisfied with the black and white battlefield, and he Speaking these words, it is just a combination of white eyes, I believe that white eyes will have a good impression on him.
Sure enough, when I heard Zhao Hai say this, I sighed and then sighed: "Yeah, in the lower bounds, desperate practice, want to fly, who can think of it, and finally fly, but it is like this One result, I really don't know if this flying is right or wrong."
Zhao Hai nodded and then said to the white-eyed man: "Bai Xiong, I want to ask, Liu Ying, who I had offended before, did he fly up? If he really is flying, he looks like this. It’s too light?
Zhao Hai is really very curious. Liu Ying seems to be only in his twenties, and the people here at Li Jianying are not very old, only this white eye looks like He will ask this question if he has a wrinkle on his face.
When I heard Zhao Hai say this, I couldn’t help but smile.
Liu Ying is of course flying up. It’s a villain. It’s bad luck to offend him. Didn’t you find out? All the people who are flying up are all young. No matter how old you look in the lower bounds, after looking at the black and white battlefield, it seems to be only in his twenties. The battalion commander is because he has been here for a long time, so he looks older and other. I was not very old before. As for me, it was an accident. I grew up when I was young."
Zhao Haiyi listened to him saying that he really didn't know what to say. This is too long-sighted. When he was young, he was like a little old man. What is this old? However, Zhao Hai still touched his face gently and found that there was not much change. After all, his appearance has not changed.
Zhao Hai put down his hand and said: "Don't you say that we have entered this sword camp, there is no hope of going out? I have seen Yu Jianli before, staying in the black and white battlefield for about ten years, not it can be Did you go to the upper bound? Isn't it here at Li Jianying?" Zhao Hai is really curious about this.
The white-eyed smile bitterly: "The sword camp is different from other places. Although the regulations are so stipulated, those of us are just flying people. Who cares, the people in the upper bound are pressed, we even think It’s impossible to go to the upper bound. I’ve said that I haven’t heard of anyone who can stick to it for ten years at Li Jianying. It’s been a long time for me to come with the battalion commander. In the year, the battalion commander went to the Lijian camp here, but it was only five years. The rest of the people, the most ones, came to the Lijian camp for one or two years. Such people did not reach one hundred, and other people came to benefit. It’s only a month or two before the sword camp is here, and a few others come only a few days earlier than you.

Zhao Hai sighed, then Shen Sheng said: "I want to see if I can, I can not insist on ten years, huh, huh, a movie in Liu Ying, don't let me find the opportunity, otherwise, hehe." Zhao Hai did not say down But the murderousness in that words is to make the white eyes clear.
I looked at Zhao Hai with a blank eye, and then smiled slightly: "When you come, I can see that you are not an ordinary person. People who have just ascended, the strength can only be regarded as ordinary. Those who come earlier than you, they are here. In the battle, there are a few people who deal with a film world. Some of them are in a hurry. If there is an old man to help, they are almost killed. But when you first came, you went directly to the battlefield. When you are in the shadows, you are not busy at all, and you will not be able to make a few rounds with those shadows. Your strength is not at all like a person who has just ascended up."
Zhao Hai smiled and didn't speak. He just said: "I used to look at the jade and said that the elders here in the Xianling domain are all sent to the upper bound. Do they not go back? Do they go back? At that time, can you still manage the black and white battlefield here?" Zhao Hai’s curiosity, these people are not afraid, they offended people in the black and white battlefield, waiting for those who left the black and white battlefield and entered their Zongmen, then hit their troubles?
White-eyed Shen said: "They will certainly go back. They usually do some rotations in three years. Those elders who return to the Zongmen will not be in the black and white battlefield. In fact, they do not bother to control the black and white battlefield here. I heard that the elders are all the core disciples of each sect. In those sects, the status is very high. They come here, but it is a trial. It is the sect to let them learn. How to manage disciples, but also let them have some opportunities to get to know the movie people at a close distance, so after they go back, they will never be in charge of the matter."
Zhao Hai nodded and then curiously said: "The Zongmen of the upper bound, their management style is the same as our lower bounds? How do you have core disciples?" Zhao Hai really did not think that this comprehension All the sects have a routine, are they all in this way, and they can't change the pattern?
The white-eyed man shook his head and said: "I heard that it seems to be the same. I have never been to it anyway. I heard that they also have peripheral disciples, outside disciples, registered disciples, true disciples and core disciples. There is nothing with our lower bounds. The difference, but isn't it better? If we have the opportunity to go to the upper bound, it will be easier to adapt. Unfortunately, we don't have a chance." At the end, he couldn't help but sigh.