When Yan Xuyao went back, Di Shixi had already packed his things and was watching TV in the room. Yan Xuyao glanced at the TV, "What? Do you like watching the news?"
"Ah," Di Shixi nodded, still focusing on the TV, "Are you okay? I've finished filming my scene, and I can go home anytime."
"Well," Yan Xuyao replied, and went to pack his things by himself. He looked at the room with nostalgia, and he seemed to be able to see him lying in his arms that morning through the bed.
"If you really like this bed so much, why don't you buy it and take it home?" Di Shixi glanced at him, this person is really strange, why can't he see what's good about this bed
Yan Xuyao thought about it seriously, nodded and agreed, "Xiaoxi, I'm fine too, let's go down and check out first, let's go home!"
Di Shixi turned off the TV, put the remote control aside, and walked away with the box first. He was thoughtful, why did Yan Xuyao suddenly change his words and call him Xiaoxi
When they arrived at Yan's house, it happened to be time for dinner. As soon as the two of them stepped into the house, Manager Yan greeted him. He gave Yan Xuyao a reproachful look, and his attitude towards Emperor Shixi was completely different from Yan Xuyao's, "Xiao Nuo, Why are you so thin? Is it because the crew didn’t eat well? It’s a little silly, how was the crew filming? Is it fun? Yes... "
"Uncle Yan!" Yan Xuyao interrupted his nagging, "Xiao Xi has just come back, let him rest." Yan Xuyao wanted to laugh a little. When he was on the plane, he found that Emperor Shixi was airsick. He looks calm, but if you look closely, you can see that his face has turned pale, with throbbing heartache, Yan Xuyao knows that he can no longer turn a blind eye to everything about him and even have the mentality of watching a show. He will pay himself for it, and will he pick Yan Nuo back to Yan's house
"Okay," Manager Yan looked at the tired Di Shixi distressedly, took the suitcase in his hand, and sent him to his room, "Second Young Master, you go to rest first, if you are hungry at night , Yan Bo asked them to cook you supper."
Di Shixi nodded with nothing to do. He was still top-heavy until now. He really couldn't fall in love with the iron bird. He smiled at Yan Bo and said hello. He went back to the room. When he came back here, he will The door was locked, turned around and disappeared.
"Huh!" Di Shixi let out a deep breath, absorbing the aura in the space contentedly. The space has grown at a speed visible to the naked eye. It used to be only the size of a swimming pool, but now it has the size of an acre of land. , He thought about it, and went to find something to plant tomorrow. He ate those boxed lunches in the crew every day. He felt that it was not that his mouth was too picky but that other people were too picky. Well, even though I knew that this kindness was for Yan Nuo, it was Emperor Shixi who benefited from it. This is a fact. Di Shixi thought about it and wanted to laugh, and that big brother Yan Xuyao, who was cold to cold, was responsive to him, and he should have realized that he was not Yan Nuo, right? Di Shixi thought for a while and made a decision, as long as he doesn't think about killing me first, it's good to have an older brother.
He lightly undressed and jumped into the spiritual spring, his whole body was like a dragon in the water, it felt really good to be free. There is very little aura in the world of aliens, even if he runs the exercises non-stop, he can't absorb much aura, until he enters the world of Qiankun, the originally sluggish exercises suddenly come out of the mountain like a tiger, and there is nothing to suppress it, and the rapid After it started to work, the aura was atomized, visible to the naked eye, and absorbed into his body bit by bit.
After thinking for a while, he turned over the stone, sat down cross-legged, and squeezed the magic formula with his hands. His whole body was immersed in it, and his momentum was like a broken bamboo in an instant. Di Shixi, who was originally a first-level qi refining, gradually became full of aura in his body, and finally broke through the top of the first level. Jump to level two. Cultivation is a struggle with the sky and people. Once some old monsters retreat for a hundred years, how long will it take for Di Shixi to practice again? It's not been three months, but he has reached the second level of qi refining abruptly. If this is on the Samsara Continent, I don't know how many people would be jealous. [So the players in the Samsara Continent are very unlucky, they often have to run around, looking for those old monsters who have retreated, and if they find someone, they may not necessarily leave the mountain, they are very resentful!]
This time, Di Shixi was very satisfied with the practice. Even seeing the dirt that was discharged could not affect his good mood. One must know why there are so many beauties in the cultivation world? It is because the impurities in the human body are eliminated little by little after cultivation, and the golden body is reshaped when the Nascent Soul is reached, so the higher the cultivation level, the less ordinary people look.
"Huh?" Di Shixi, who was about to leave, paused, "Ha!" He felt that some skills had been restored. He felt it carefully, and a row of gray skills appeared in the void, but a skill next to it was shining. Body-fixing skill], Di Shixi smiled, as long as it can be used, he turned and left the world of heaven and earth.
When Di Shixi came out, someone was knocking on the door, "Second Young Master, are you up yet?"
"Ah." Di Shixi replied, changed his clothes, and opened the door, "What's the matter?"
"Second young master, come down as a guest, the eldest young master is here to ask me to invite you down!"
"Well, go and do your work, I see!" Di Shixi waved his hand, signaling him to leave, and went downstairs slowly.
"Xu Yao, I asked Rong Xuan about your baby brother, but he refused to reveal a single word. I want to see what kind of baby you are hiding so tightly!" The man lay lazily On the sofa, squinting at Yan Xuyao.
"Hey, he's coming down!" Yan Xuyao heard footsteps and motioned him to look for himself. Instead, he raised his head and smiled at Di Shixi, "Are you up?"
"Yeah!" Di Shixi was dressed in black, making him fairer than usual, even a little cold, with a slightly thin but not thin figure, which made An Lan dumbfounded when he looked up, "Brother, early " Di Shixi greeted Yan Xuyao, turned around and glanced at An Lan, nodded, "Hello!"
Yan Xuyao frowned, glanced at An Lan who was still watching, and said to Di Shixi solemnly, "What do you look like, go, change your clothes before you come down, this color is not suitable for you!"
An Lan raised her head and remained silent for a while. There are many beauties in the entertainment industry. I have never seen any beauties like him, but there really is no one who grows up to be as good as their brother. I thought there was only Yan Xuyao, but now there is another beautiful brother. Not bad, not bad, he took a deep breath secretly.
When Di Shixi heard the words, he ignored him, only looked down at himself, is there something wrong
An Lan thought for a while, and to tell the truth, he turned his head and said to Yan Xuyao, "Yes, the younger brother of the Yan family is indeed good-looking, but this is also a limitation. He can only become an idol, not a great god. The first time the audience sees him When I was young, it was easy to set the image of this person, but if you are acting, you have to be wide-eyed. I thought that if the younger brother of the Yan family was more ordinary, I would still be able to do it, but this is more difficult... "
Yan Xuyao frowned, but Xiaoxi wanted to enter the entertainment circle, he liked to be admired by others, and he didn't want him to be disappointed, is it a mistake to look too good? "Yan can..."
"Brother," Di Shixi interrupted him, the whole person restrained his aura, changed from dazzling to ordinary, An Lan sat up in a lazy posture, he was surprised, the person in front of him seemed to be unable to Feeling his existence, even seeing him is passing by, not prominent. It's really good to be able to change your own temperament. An Lan smiled, feeling proud, haha, the next superstar must be him.
"How is it?" Di Shixi tilted his head and asked An Lan.
"Very good!" An Lan stretched out her thumb, "I'm looking forward to it, the next superstar is about to be born."
"Then, I will entrust my brother to you!" Yan Xuyao got up, thought for a while and then warned, "Don't let him touch those messy things!"
An Lan pouted, noncommittal!
The author has something to say: don't ask me why his skills can be used.
If you think about playing games, you can bring skills with you, so why can't his skills be used? Please ignore anything illogical, it's just fiction!