Let’s Chat About The Guy Who Entered The Book To Chase After Me

This young man, about seventeen or eighteen years old, has red lips and white teeth, and it looks beautiful when he smiles like spring flowers. But the first sentence he said with such a smile made people wonder, "Brother, you can tell me to wait long."

Wen Xuan couldn't help but twitch his lips and looked at this person more: Do I know you?

He is a responsible master. Even the middle-aged man with the last name Zhao is a little bit impressed, but this one is probably a newcomer. I can't think of it when I look at it.

Immediately, Wenxuan ignored the familiar greeting, and asked, "I just passed here and heard your conversation. It seems like I'm talking about me?"

The boy nodded openly, "Yeah."

Wen Xuan suddenly froze the entire face, "Who gives you courage!"

His elder brother has been so long, he has already raised a shelf, and the gas field at one end is very bluffing. As soon as the voice fell, I heard Tong Tong's voice. It was Zhao who had just got up and was so frightened that he knelt back again. The young girl near her was almost scratching her head.

The young man still looked complacent, and even narrowed his eyes with a smile, as if he could see Wen Xuan's stubbornness.

Wenxuan didn't care about him, and turned to look at the brothers and sisters again, "Today I can as if I didn't hear it. But if you dare to talk nonsense outside, you will not have the next time."

Zhao surnamed middle-aged again and again. Then Wen Xuan nodded, this man grabbed his sister and crawled to the ground and ran away.

Qing left the idlers and others, Wen Xuan turned back, but saw that the boy had retreated into the house.

"Come in and sit down?" The teenager stretched out his hand and led him into the room with a look of anticipation.

... to what extent does this man have to come to know?

Wen Xuan secretly slandered, and stood at the door, "You don't pretend to be familiar with me. I just haven't thought about you because of that nonsense."

"If it's nonsense," the boy raised his eyebrows, "brother, why do you come here for the purpose?"

"Why, can't you tell how ugly Yin is?" Wen Xuan stirred him.

"Of course I can." The boy nodded.

Wen Xuan looked completely, and stood there waiting for a while. As a result, after the three words were spoken, the boy closed his lips and looked at them with only a pair of bright eyes. He did not intend to say the following.

"... how to say?" Wen Xuan had to ask one more sentence.

The young man smiled, and stepped back into the room. He patted the back of a chair in front of the table. "Let's come in and say something, I don't think you want to be heard by others."

That's pretty ridiculous! Wen Xuan's mouth was pumping again, and finally he walked in helplessly.

Fortunately, the room was very fresh and clean, with a slight amount of book air, but it was a bit humble.

After Wenxuan was seated, the teenager took the hot water on the side and started brewing tea in a hurry. Wenxuan looked at him to see what he was doing. After a long while, the boy finally brewed a cup of tea and held it in front of Wenxuan.

Wenxuan sniffed, but the smell was sweet.

Within the gate of Shui Yunzong, the boy in front of him was just a period of qi refining. Wen Xuan was not afraid of what he did in the tea, so he took a sip naturally. With a drink, Wen Xuan couldn't help but stun it.

"Doesn't it taste good?" The boy looked at him and asked.

More than good. Tea is Wenxuan's favorite Moss Mountain Bichun tea, and water is Wenxuan's favorite Raoshan spring water. Even the water temperature and the way of making tea have hit his heart, making him love it with a taste. Mouth can not help but drink continuously.

The boy kept staring at him, and when he saw that he liked it, the whole man laughed more and more brightly, and there was almost a bunch of red flowers blooming above his head.

"Tea is good." Wenxuan coughed and had to remind, "But I'm not here for tea. Don't think that as long as this, you can make me forget your nonsense ..."

"Gongfa." At this moment, the boy opened his mouth and finally reluctant to mention the business. "If it is not for the problem of Gongfa, when you break through to the Ningyuan period, at least you should realize a few Ningyuan The magic spells that apply in the future aren't they? "

Wen Xuan just said a half sentence, and the other half stumbled back.

Indeed, when the realm breaks through, the heavens and the humans are most sympathetic, and it is when the monks have the most inspiration and the most comprehensive understanding of the exercises, most of them can realize one or two moves at the same time.

"You kid, you know a lot during the gas refining period." Wen Xuan said.

"I know a lot. For example, Brother Luo's move to the sky, and I knew it was exactly this way." The teenager laughed.

For most monks, the moves they learned at the time of the breakthrough were almost tailor-made, and they tended to be stronger and stronger than those learned through other means. The reason why Luo Qingquan can have that kind of strength, half of it, really has to benefit from that move.

"I also know, Brother ... you don't," said the teenager again.

Since Wenxuan met this guy, he has always been a hippie smiley. Only at this moment, he closed his smile back, and a dignified look appeared on his face. "When you broke through from the foundation period to the Ningyuan period, you didn't even get a trick ... did you?"

Wenxuan lowered the tea cup and settled on the table with a bang.

So far, everything the boy said is not a secret in Shui Yunzong. Although it is not a secret, it is not easy for a disciple who has just entered the outside world to know. This makes Wen Xuan's sight more inquiring and examining.

The boy met his sight and looked at him without dodging.

In fact, from the time the two met, the young man's eyes have been fixed on Wen Xuan, and he has always been straightforward. At this time, he became more and more unscrupulous, making Wen Xuan feel inexplicable Discomfort.

After a while, it was Wen Xuan who staggered his eyes first and smiled pretending to be natural, "I still think you have something to say."

"Did I say wrong?" The teenager still looked at him straight.

"That's right, you're right. The reason why I will be so inconsistent now is one of the reasons." Wen Xuan shrugged. "But what about it? If you don't understand the move, you must be Is it the reason for the exercises? In this Shuiyun sect alone, about 30% of the monks who have broken through the generations are the same as mine. Could it be the reason for the exercises? "

"Of course not. That's because they have mediocre qualifications and poor understanding," the boy replied.

"That being the case ..."

The young man cut off his words decisively and made up a decisive sentence, "But what do the eight words 'mediocre qualifications and poor understanding' have to do with your brother?"

Wen Xuan's discourse was stagnant, and she couldn't help secretly muttering: Is this a disguise?

In the end he thought too simple. I only listened to the teenager and then said, "If the root of the polar water can be said to be mediocre, isn't it a big joke?"

Wen Xuan shuddered in his hands, and ran into the tea in the cup.

If he was just a little confused just now, he was completely shocked at this time.

The root of polar water, this is an extremely rare spiritual root. There are five elements of spiritual roots, and they can be divided into one to ten levels according to their strength. If it is the purest water root that contains no trace of impurities, it can be called the pure water root. And only the roots of pure water overflowing ten levels can be called the roots of polar waters, and it is difficult to produce one among millions.

And knowing that Wen Xuan was born with the roots of polar water, only he, his master, and Shui Yunzong were in charge. There was really no fourth person.

"Who told you?" Wenxuan could no longer be calm and could not help raising his voice.

"No one told me." The boy smiled and narrowed his eyes again. "No one needs to tell me. As long as it's your brother, I know everything."

"You ..." Wen Xuan heard this at first, naturally only felt ridiculous and furious.

But the boy did n’t know what it meant to be enough, and he intensified and asked, “If I said ... I had seen you countless times in my dream before this first encounter today, so I would know about you. So clear, brother ... would you believe it? "

Wen Xuan stood up abruptly, grabbing the guy's neckline, dragging the other person's entire body, and squinting closely, "Who told you?"

He didn't believe it.

This is of course, he could not believe it.

The teenager looked at his anger and doubt, and the eyes that had always been fixed on him finally darkened, "I guess."

Guess, guess?

Wen Xuan was stunned for a while, and could not help but relax.

"Yeah, I guess." The young man said, "Brother, it took you less than half a year from the time you started refining the gas to building the base, right? And once you build the base, you have realized the three supernatural powers of the water system. So I thought, you must be the root of the polar water in the legend. But you have spent more than thirty years from building the base to Ningyuan. You did n’t realize anything when you broke through. This is simply impossible. It must be all the fault of the exercises. "

No, it's hard to guess? After hearing this, Wen Xuan felt increasingly unbelievable.

"But the roots of Jishui are too rare after all, and I didn't have much confidence at all." The boy shrugged again. "I just tried and tried. As a result, my brother's response has already told me that I really guessed right. "

Wen Xuan's mouth twitched, all of a sudden she could not laugh or cry. Well, it seems that no matter what the truth is, his erratic reaction is already in the mix.

And after the teenager said those words, he dropped his head, and the familiar joy before him disappeared without a trace.

"Sorry, I was too excited just now ..." Wen Xuan calmed down and saw him look a little unhappy, he couldn't help but apologize, and then asked, "Who did you say to those words?"

"Never said that." The boy shook his head, his voice very quiet, and obviously his mood was still low.

When Wen Xuan saw this, he reached out and touched his storage bag. He touched the bottle of medicine given to him by the head ... unfortunately this Guben Peiyuan Dan was not available during the gas refining period. After a long time, Wen Xuan finally touched the same instrument and took it out.

"This plain gauze suit is something I used to build the foundation. It's not used now, you can take it down." Wen Xuan put it on the table and pushed it to the teenager. They can resist, even if it reaches the foundation, it is worthwhile. "

The boy suddenly raised his head again, looking at this treasured garment, his eyes were bright, and he could not wait to bloom again.

"As for those words ..." Wen Xuan coughed again. "I hope you ..."

"I know, brother, you can rest assured." The boy took Baoyi in his hands and stroked it with love, not to mention how happy he was, "I have never told anyone before, and I will never tell anyone in the future, I will definitely Keep this secret for you. "

"Just know." Wen Xuan nodded and said, "But I still hope you can ..."

"I see. Brother, you still can't believe me, want me to make an oath?"

Wen Xuan heard this and was trying to respond, but found something wrong. The teenager said this in a wrong tone. In such a sentence, he was so excited.

"Actually, it is not enough insurance to make an oath. Why don't we just set up a contract?" The young man was so interested that he caught a rare opportunity, and said hurriedly, "What kind of contract is good? Wenqi? Spiritual deed? Blood deeds! "

Blood, blood deed? Wen Xuan was startled.

What is blood deed? That is, the essence of blood is used as the deed, so that the deed holder is completely attached to the deed owner, and even life and death are only in the thought of the other party. This is the strictest type of dependency contract. Generally speaking, even in a desperate situation, few monks are willing to swear blood to others.

As a result, the boy in front of him ... in Wenxuan, a god, had bit his own finger and started to force his blood out! 2k novel reading network