Fantasy: My Senior Brother Is A Bit Magical

Su Liang is indeed a genius.

Within an hour, he was jumping to life again.

It's a pity that he still can't speak and can only be mute for the time being.

After Su Liang got out of bed, he immediately came to Qin Nian's courtyard.

After Qin Nian settled down and returned home, he came twice, but was blocked by Chen Huaiyu both times.

She knew that the little girl was worried, but this worry had no other effect except adding some off-site interference to her 'summoning gods'.

Qin Nian was not unreasonable. After that, he concentrated on staying in front of his uncle's bed, counting the time in his mind.

After calculating, she saw Su Liang walking towards her.

"Master!"

Qin Nian suddenly turned his head, surprised and happy, tears welled up involuntarily, and then rushed towards him desperately.

Su Liang held her in his arms and patted the little girl's back gently, looking a little helpless and unnatural.

What are you doing? We have only been a master and apprentice for a few months. Why are you being so sensational? You are so embarrassed.

Qin Nian didn't care about this.

She has seen the state and aura of people before death.

She noticed the aura on Su Liang, who had previously passed out.

For a moment, the thought of whether the master was going to die made her uneasy and she wanted to cry, but she also knew that tears had no effect and only made her sad.

It's rare for a fifteen-year-old girl to be able to figure this out on her own.

It is precisely because of this that she cherishes her extremely cheap master even more.

After a while, Qin Nian finally came to his senses and took a few steps back.

Tears and snot have been wiped clean on Master's robe.

"Master, why don't you speak?"

Only then did Qin Nian discover something unusual about his master.

Such a talkative person is actually so quiet today?

"Your master can't speak yet. Don't worry, it's not a big problem."

"How is your little uncle doing?"

Chen Huaiyu stepped forward at the right time and acted as someone's mouth substitute.

When Qin Nian heard that there was no big problem, he felt relieved again and said, "My uncle's condition has stabilized and he has broken through the second level!"

These must be Master's contributions.

She didn't say these words, no matter how hard she thought, Su Liang paid a huge price.

But just because she doesn't say it doesn't mean she doesn't care.

"Well, that's good." Chen Huaiyu nodded, and then the three of them came to the inner room and saw Fang Gui breathing evenly and steadily.

Half human and half demon...

After Chen Huaiyu sensed it again with his spiritual thoughts, he sighed in his heart and looked at Su Liang.

The latter looked at her as if she had a tacit understanding, and shook his head gently.

Seeing this, Chen Huaiyu said nothing more.

If he wanted to tell her, he would tell her naturally.

Just like the letters that have never stopped in the past ten years.

After another inspection, Su Liang felt relieved.

However, it seems that Fang Gui may not wake up in a short time.

After leaving Qin Nian behind, Chen Huaiyu and Su Liang rushed to Zixiao Peak again.

Chuan Lingshi felt that the schedule of sixteen to eight passed very quickly.

After the Sword Cultivator and the Spear Cultivator decided the winner, Zhu Huarong, one of the favorites to win the championship, who had learned literary courage, was next on the stage, followed by Liu Bairong of the Four Realms, Zhou Yun, the Swordsman of Zixiao Peak, and the second son of the Tang family. Tang Jubai, the saint from Frost Snow Palace.

I don’t know if it was a deliberate arrangement, but these top geniuses never met each other during the journey from sixteen to eight.

Because of this reason, the subsequent competition process was extremely fast. In one night, it reached the point where eight advanced to four.

In the stands, Li Simiao didn't know when he came back. When he saw the two people walking side by side, he just glanced at them lightly.

How much I disliked Su Liang before I came here, but now I am satisfied with Su Liang.

Double standard? Naturally double standard.

But shouldn't the disciple that she, Li Simiao, cherishes so much, be matched with a young man whose talent and talents surpass those of his peers?

However, when she looked at Su Liang for the second time, she let out a sigh and asked Chen Huaiyu in confusion: "Why does he look so bad?"

Chen Huaiyu was stunned.

Then you ask him... why are you asking me?

"Maybe... I didn't sleep well last night?" She tried to cover it up for him.

But it's a good thing she didn't cover it up. As soon as the words 'didn't sleep well last night' came out, Li Simiao stood up with a cry.

"Sleep? Last night? Who did he sleep with?"

Three fatal questions in a row.

Before Su Liang even had time to react, Li Simiao came to him in an instant, with a pair of beautiful eyes full of indifference, "What do you mean by not sleeping well last night?"

In the main stand, Xun Yuandao, who had a bruised nose and face for some reason, suddenly looked towards Li Simiao with a surprised expression.

Faced with this sudden inquiry, Su Liang spread his hands helplessly and said in his heart: "Senior, I misunderstood. There is something wrong with my cultivation."

Different calibers.

Seeing that Li Simiao still didn't speak, Su Liang immediately glared at Chen Huaiyu and sent a message to Li Simiao again.

"Senior...she is helping me find cover..."

"If something goes wrong in your practice, what can you do to cover it up?"

Think she is being stupid, right?

There must be something fishy about these two people moving here and there.

Su Liang could understand her mood.

Anyone would think wrong, right?

Therefore, he patiently explained again from his heart, and after a lot of effort, he finally calmed her down.

This is technical work.

It's more tiring than controlling divine thoughts.

Fortunately, the draw for eight into four began soon.

Cheng Shuanglin came on stage and started drawing lots without too much fuss.

"The first game, Su Liang versus Tang Jubai!"

"The second game, Chen Huaiyu vs. Shanhe!"

"The third game, Liu Bairong versus Zhu Huarong!"

"The fourth game, Zhou Yun versus Hong Yunlan!"

The rest time for eight to four was still one day. After the lottery was over, everyone dispersed, either returning to their temporary residence or walking around within the movable range between the nine peaks.

"You come back with me today."

Li Simiao said to Chen Huaiyu expressionlessly.

The latter wanted to say something more, but was impressed by that unquestionable look.

She knew her master well and understood that this attitude meant that there was no room for negotiation.

Immediately afterwards, Li Simiao looked at Su Liang: "Do you have any objection?"

Su Liang suddenly felt dumbfounded.

What's going on with this provocative announcement...

"That's true."

"oh?"

The surrounding air suddenly solidified.

"Tell me?"

Su Liang smiled and shook his head, then stared at her intently, his thoughts flowing, and he spoke from his heart.

Li Simiao's expression went from indifferent to frowning, and finally a little helpless.

"Hey, okay. Young people should have their own space."

After saying this, Li Simiao's figure flickered, and when he reappeared, he had already arrived at the main stand and caught someone who was about to run away.

"Xun, why are you running away? Come here and I'll beat you again."

Xun Yuandao, who was secretly watching the excitement from the side, had a sad face.

"No, let me tell you, I got really anxious after a while!"

"Um?"

Peng!

A dull sound suddenly exploded, and a black figure suddenly flew upside down into the sky.

Su Liang watched silently. After a moment, he felt the sleeve of his right hand move slightly.

Chen Huaiyu asked curiously.

"What did you tell Master?"

Su Liang lowered his head and looked at the woman in red in front of him. He suddenly took a step closer and stretched out his hand.

The sudden move made Chen Huaiyu take a step back in shock.

What does he want to do!

Su Liang ran his hand through her hair, flicked her earlobe, and then... rubbed his fingers lightly, making a slight sound.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

A pure red rose was taken out by him like a magic trick, and his heartfelt message was conveyed.

"Here, the flowers cultivated by the fifth junior brother looked good to me, so I picked some. They seem to be called roses, right?"

"Why are you telling me this..." Chen Huaiyu's voice was soft.

"For you."

"Also...happy birthday."

Su Liang looked particularly clumsy at this moment.

It's not that I'm pretending, it's just that... there are always some simple thoughts that cannot be hidden in the hearts of young people.

Such as admiration.

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