If the subscription ratio is less than 70%, you can only see the update after 36 hours, like a heart~ The skin of a child is like tofu, it turns red after a little flick, it looks really serious.
Xu Xingzhi was helpless, leaned down, blew on the red spot, pressed his head again, and pushed him to Jiuzhideng: "...Don't act like a spoiled child, let's not set an example."
With tears in his eyes, Chongguang turned back and smiled sweetly: "Yes, Senior Brother Xu."
... so cute.
Xu Xingzhi turned around and thought as he walked, since the name has been set, what is the surname
He picked it up by himself, so call him Xu
No, if the surname is Xu, my brother will definitely disagree.
After thinking about it, Xu Xingzhi took a selfie on the board.
… Let’s go back and look up the surnames of hundreds of families, close your eyes and use a pen to draw a circle, whichever you circle is the one.
Just after he made up his mind, Xu Xingzhi saw Zhou Beinan carrying a long steel spear and stepping out of a rippling light gate.
As soon as he landed, he saw Xu Xingzhi, and Zhou Beinan silently rolled his eyes into the Tianling Gai.
Xu Xingzhi held a folding fan, opened his arms while walking, and said with a smile, "Look, who is this back?"
Zhou Beinan said with contempt: "...you just shake things like that, what a formality."
Xu Xingyi walked over swayingly: "Even if I roll away, don't the disciples here still have to call me Senior Brother Xu?"
Zhou Beinan: "... Hehe."
Xu Xingzhi didn't shy away, went up to hook up on Zhou Beinan's shoulder, and tapped his chest with the handle of the fan: "Why, do you still remember the hatred from the last Tianbang competition? I said how careful you are?"
Zhou Beinan let him hook up, and snorted coldly: "It is impossible to win. You are too embarrassed to mention it."
Xu Xingzhi laughed happily: "What is victory without force?"
He played with the folding fan in his hand, and with one rotation, the folding fan turned into a sharp and hard-edged sword.
He turned the hilt of the sword again, and the body of the sword turned into a long spear with a bronze snake head carved.
Xu Xingzhi played the spear around a few times, and then turned the spear back into the bamboo fractured fan.
"Aren't you good at fighting each other with spearmen?" Xu Xingzhi threw up the fan with his right hand and took it again, "... It's a shame that you still lose to me."
Zhou Beinan couldn't be more angry: "... nonsense, didn't you say before the competition that you wouldn't use your broken fan to do tricks during the competition?"
"Oh my god." Xu Xingzhi's eyes widened, "We grew up together, you would believe what I said. Fatty Zhou, you are so cute."
Zhou Beinan: "… "
Without saying a word, he drew the long spear from his back and stabbed it with his backhand.
Between the lightning and flint, Xu Xingzhi dodged, and the folding fan in his hand turned into a shark scissors.
He smiled and said, "Be careful. Xiao Beibei, I was wrong."
Zhou Beinan just faltered a shot. Hearing that he was subdued, he withdrew the offensive, but he still refused to spare him: "... How could Jun Qingjing accept someone like you as the first disciple of Fengling?"
Xu Xingzhi said boldly: "Maybe I am too handsome."
Zhou Beinan: "… "
Qu Chi passing by: "… "
Zhou Beinan turned to Qu Chi: "... No, Qu Chi, don't you think he deserves a lot of fighting?"
Qu Chi couldn't help laughing: "...Occasionally."
Xu Xingzhi turned the shark scissors into a folding fan and fanned himself: "... North and South, this is your fault. I made this 'Xianbi' by myself, and the master also allowed me to use it in the Tianbang competition. It's no shame for you to lose to me, really."
Zhou Beinan poured cold water: "What can you do with this broken fan? Didn't you get beaten by Qu Chi in the end?"
Xu Xingzhi clicked his tongue: "What do you mean by 'hanging and fighting'? In the end, I only lost to him. After five years, the top of the list will definitely be mine. At that time, I will put the 'top of the list'. , Fengling Xu Xingzhi' nine characters were written on my fan..."
Before he finished speaking, another door of light opened near the three of them.
A wheelchair swayed in from the door of light, rolling on the sapphire masonry, making a creaking sound.
There was a Qinglianggu disciple who happened to be passing by with the volume in his arms. When he saw that person, he immediately fell silent and bowed down: "Hello, Senior Brother Wen."
The visitor was dressed in cyan and green clothes as thin as a cicada, wearing a yin and yang ring of jujube wood struck by lightning. When he heard the greeting, he didn't lift his eyelids, and simply replied, "...Okay."
He shook the wheelchair straight to the three of them: "What are you making a fuss about?"
Qu Chi held the whisk in his hand and replied with a smile, "Xingzhi and Beinan are arguing again."
Wen Xuechen's skin was very white, but it was eerily white, and even a faint cyan color appeared on his lips.
Therefore, his voice was very ethereal, with a pale sense of weakness: "...Are you busy?"
Xu Xingzhi sat on the armrest of Wen Xuechen's wheelchair: "I just got back, I have nothing to do, gossip without breaking any rules.... Having said that, these monsters guarding the sacrificial things are really becoming more and more boring, one by one. Can't help hitting."
Wen Xuechen stared at him without saying a word.
"Now in my opinion, there are only two types of monsters in the world." Xu Xingzhi played with his fan and continued to brag, "-soft persimmons that are easy to pinch, and soft persimmons that are not easy to pinch."
Zhou Beinan: "… "
Qu Chi: "… "
Wen Xuechen raised his chin slightly: "Oh? Is that so? It's really not afraid of the sky now."
Xu Xingzhi opened the fan gracefully and answered cheerfully, "That's natural..."
He turned his eyes, and his breathing stopped immediately.
Wen Xuechen's right hand, which he had been clenching tightly since just now, spread out, and there was a huge beetle lying in it. The flesh was like a tadpole. It was swinging its tentacles and slowly crawling in his palm.
Wen Xuechen said: "Okay, this is a special product of Yaoguang Mountain. I think the shape is cute, so I will bring it to you."
Xu Xingzhi, who was sitting on the armrest of Wen Xuechen's wheelchair, stiffened into a sculpture.
After a moment.
Chong Guang, who had just changed his clothes and was sitting on the steps with his legs dangling in boredom, heard a scream that cut through the sky in the distance, and then Zhou Beinan laughed out loud without any scruples.
His ears moved and he jumped down the steps: "Senior Brother Xu?!"
Jiuzhideng wiped his sword indifferently, with an indifferent face, and said calmly, "You don't need to go. Senior brother should have encountered a bug."
Chongguang blinked his eyes: "Senior brother is afraid of bugs?"
Jiuzhideng, who had been silent and indifferent since just now, only had some light in his eyes when he mentioned Xu Xing: "... Every time the Eastern Emperor sacrificial ceremony, Senior Brother will always go to the five mountains he is responsible for half a month in advance. One is to explore the way for the participating disciples, and the other is to use spiritual power to stun all the snakes, insects, rats, ants and ants in the mountain for half a month. Otherwise, the brothers would not dare to set foot in the mountains no matter what."
The huge beetle that suddenly emerged from Wen Xuechen's palm shocked Xu Xingzhi into a cold sweat. He felt top-heavy and suddenly fell into a whirlpool. Under the huge suction, he was farther and farther away from this group of people.
In the end, he spun around and fell on a bed.
The moment he opened his eyes, Xu Xingzhi's brain hurt as if it had exploded.
The aroma of redwood trees still lingers in his nostrils, and he has withdrawn from the memory of the original owner and returned to the tower in the wild.
... Meng Chongguang was not in the bedroom, but Zhou Beinan was by the bed, bent over, making Xu Xingzhi's pillow.
Seeing that Xu Xingzhi was awake, Zhou Beinan suddenly looked embarrassed, pointed to the pillow and said, "...You sweat too much, I will give you another pillow."
After explaining, he showed a subtle expression of "I'm fucking explaining so much".
Unable to stay left or right, he simply turned around and walked out.
Xu Xingzhi's mind was still confused, and he opened his mouth and shouted, "Fatty Zhou."
Zhou Beinan, who had already reached the door, suddenly stopped.
This title seemed to ignite the suppressed emotions in his heart. He turned around and walked a few steps, returned to the bed, and asked sharply, "...Where have you been in these thirteen years?! What did you want to do in the wild?"
He reached out and wanted to pick up Xu Xingzhi's collar, but caught it empty.
Zhou Beinan had been dead for many years, and he was a ghost slave under Lu Yujiu. Strictly speaking, he was no longer a human being. At most, he was a humanoid weapon under Lu Yujiu. He could only kill by ghost soldiers, but he could not touch anyone except Lu Yujiu.
His translucent hands went straight through Xu Xingzhi's body, but even so, he clenched his fists with all his strength.
He gritted his teeth and whispered: "Xu Xingzhi, do you know that I thought you had been dead for many years..."
... Xu Xingzhi could hear a little bit of sadness from his gnashing teeth.
In Xu Xingzhi's original scattered memories, the original owner and Zhou Beinan fought when they met, and when they first met in the wild, Zhou Beinan was even more rude to Xu Xingzhi, and he never gave him a good look at all, so Xu Xingzhi would take it for granted. It is believed that the relationship between the two is like water and fire.
But in that complete memory, the relationship between the two is obviously very good.
Xu Xingzhi's thinking was a little confused at the moment. He held on to his temples, which were so painful, and pinched them twice before he managed to calm down.
After stabilizing his mind, Xu Xingzhi raised his head and said to Zhou Beinan, "...Someone asked me to kill you."
When he admitted so happily, Zhou Beinan was stunned.
After a long while, he asked, "...Did Jiuzhideng send you here?"
Xu Xingzhi made a wry smile and did not answer.
His appearance made Zhou Beinan more and more certain of his judgment.
He sat beside the bed: "He asked you to kill Meng Chongguang?"
Xu Xingzhi nodded: "You know. Chongguang will not fortify me."
Zhou Beinan showed a clear expression, and then he laughed angrily: "This little bastard really wants to kill us all."
Xu Xingzhi breathed a sigh of relief.
... finally dealt with it.
The original owner disappeared for thirteen years in a row, and now he has replaced his identity and suddenly appeared in the wild, which is too suspicious in itself.
Xu Xingzhi failed to kill Meng Chongguang in the first place, so if he wanted to stay with this group of people and look for opportunities to attack, he had to find a decent reason to convince them to accept him.
And the most brilliant lie is to mix the truth and the lie, and it sounds the most true.
As expected by Xu Xing, Zhou Beinan believed his words.
Zhou Beinan leaned forward and asked seriously, "He knows that we are about to find the Wilderness 'Key'?"
Meng Chongguang walked in slowly from the outside, he had already changed into a change of clothes.
Gejin's single coat, white coat is better than snow, the clothes are embossed with dragon and cloud patterns, and there are ink-painted patterns on the back hem. .
But his outer covering was still the robe stained with charred black and blood.
He knelt silently beside the bed, pulled Xu Xingzhi's right hand, put his pillow on it, and looked sideways at the sleeping Xu Xingzhi.