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However, God was destined to have trouble with him. As soon as the teasing words were said, before he had time to pretend to be a fool for a while, he heard a very uncooperative "guru" from somewhere.
Xue Xian: "..."
He froze silently for a while, pretending that nothing had happened, just as he was about to continue to tease Xuanmin with his evil spirit, when he heard another "guru".
"..." The wicked smile at the corner of Xue Xian's mouth was about to crack. He suddenly withdrew his smile and said to Xuanmin with a blank expression: "Come on, tell me, you didn't hear anything."
Xuan Min exposed him calmly: "You are hungry."
Xue Xianyin smiled and said: "Bald donkey, let me tell you something serious, it's easy for you to die alone when you talk like this."
"You're here." Xuan Min seemed to answer very naturally, and then patted his shoulder: "Let me go down, what do you want to eat?"
After all, this bamboo building belongs to him. He knows better than Xue Xian what things can fill his stomach in this mountain.
"I want to eat people." Xue Xian opened his mouth numbly. As he spoke, his stomach groaned again.
"There is a lot of everything in this mountain, and there is only one person missing." Xuan Min staggered a bit as soon as he got up by the bed, and sat back on the bamboo bed again.
At that moment, he always looked calm, as if he opened his eyes from the flesh and everything was back to normal. Xue Xian was also used to his copper skin and iron bones, and thought he really recovered so quickly. As a result, it was only then that he realized that Xuan Min was still far from recovering his qi and blood completely.
After all, Xuan Min didn't rest on this bed for a while, but died once.
However, Xuan Min himself didn't care that much. He sat on the edge of the bed and simply and rudely pressed a talisman on his heart, and his face became slightly better. He didn't even plan to wait any longer, so he got up again, lowered his eyes and asked Xue Xian in a warm voice, "Do you really want to eat people?"
Xue Xian: "..." This serious tone really doesn't make it clear that this person is talking nonsense.
"What to eat, just stay on the bed for me." Xue Xian relied on himself to sit, shorting Xuanmin, grabbed Xuanmin's hand hanging by his side, and pulled him back to sit back. by the bed.
At this point, Xue Xian truly felt how weak Xuanmin really was, because when he pulled Xuanmin, there was no strength in his hands.
"Find you something to eat first, it's never too late to recuperate." Xuan Min said solemnly.
"Don't talk." Xue Xian interrupted him, and took out a string of copper coins from his sleeve pocket. Wherever his fingers crossed, there was a faint flow of golden light. The bird you raised gave me this thing. "
He hung the copper coin on a string and shook it in front of Xuanmin's eyes, and said, "I guess you have used it before. You borrowed some strength to digest the keel a few days ago, and by the way, gave it some spirit. Take it and take care of it, let's find something to eat when you recover."
The copper coins that Xuan Min used in this life were originally given to him by Zu Hongpan. This is the default rule among the national teachers of all dynasties. He has used the same string since he was six years old and has never changed it. And the string of copper coins has been left by him under the loess and used for Zhenjiang rivers and mountains.
Therefore, this string of copper coins is naturally not owned by him in this life. He took the copper coins and felt it carefully. The strongest spiritual power here is his own, the most mellow is Xue Xian's, and there is a trace of spiritual power that is vague and vague, like remnants of many, many years ago.
He should have been unfamiliar with the breath of this spiritual power, but these days he was so familiar that he could immediately recognize it—the same lamp.
"This should have been given to me by the same lamp panel in the previous life." Xuan Min said.
Xue Xian raised his eyebrows, "In the last world."
"Your life started when you opened your eyes just now..." Xue Xian raised his chin and squinted his eyes, as if he was teasing, but also showed a somewhat presumptuous meaning, "From beginning to end, it's all mine."
Xuan Min turned his head to look at him, his dark eyes were brightly reflected by the lights, and he was as calm as water: "Okay, it's all yours."
So there is no return for the life-saving grace.
"So do you have to listen to everything I say?" Xue Xian continued.
Xuan Min followed his words and replied, "En."
"Then you are now holding those small copper plates and recuperate your body first." Xue Xian tapped the bed board with his fingers and made a serious request.
Just as the two of them were talking, Xuan Min's nearly-adult black bird flapped its wings and rushed into the house, still holding a cloth bag in its mouth.
It landed in front of Xue Xian, with a sharp beak, and the cloth pocket fell on Xue Xian's lap and spread out, revealing the contents inside.
I have to say that this bird is really a good bird, and it knows how to solve problems for its owner, because the net