Chapter 89: He's not sick!
Yun Xuchen's gaze followed Liang Meng, and he watched her pull the wooden chair behind her and sit down in front of her, putting on a posture of 'I want to explore this issue in depth with you'.
"The hall master now has spiritual powers. ”
Yun Xuchen answered the question, and set aside a thousand catties.
"Uh~~ but,"
Liang Meng frowned and asked, it was obvious that this answer was not what she wanted.
But what was the answer she wanted to know?
"But what if, what if I don't have spiritual power. ”
Liang Meng's body leaned forward slightly, and his clear apricot eyes were full of small question marks.
"None of the hall masters existed. ”
"Alright,"
Without waiting for Liang Meng to ask again, Yun Xuchen got up and stood up from the chair.
After walking a few steps to the door, he turned to look at Liang Meng, obviously, 'I'm going to send you away'.
"The hall master can go back, and I won't be far away. ”
Liang Meng reluctantly stood up from his chair.
Seeing Yun Xuchen's cold detachment that completely refused to talk any further, Liang Meng angrily flicked his sleeve robe and left Yun Nian.
What, isn't it just a little more handsome, a little more spiritual, a little higher in medical skills, what's there? Not even basic politeness.
Liang Meng scolded Yun Xuchen angrily as he walked. I have been scolding like this until the front yard.
"Hall Master. ”
The legendary cutie smiled gently and harmlessly, and when he saw Liang Meng from afar, he trotted to Liang Meng's side.
"What's the matter?
Liang Meng, who had just softened his expression when he saw the legend, suddenly became gloomy when he heard Yun Xuchen's name.
"What's the matter? Yun Xuchen, he, didn't help the hall master?"
The legend saw that his hall master's face was ugly, and tilted his head to ask cautiously.
Liang Meng didn't answer the legend, walked around him to the courtyard, and sat down on his beloved rattan chair.
The force was too strong, and the little rattan chair squeaked and complained twice.
"Legend, you tell me the truth, is Yun Xuchen sick?"
Legend???
"Hall Master, why do you have such a question? As far as I know, Yun Xuchen ...... Should be disease-free. ”
Bang~~
Looking at the legend's small expression of seriously answering the question, Liang Meng lay down weakly, and the small rattan chair shook back and forth as if overwhelmed.
Liang Meng was speechless for a long time, and the legend has always stood by his side and never left.
There was a flying question mark in the melon in the little head, what happened to the head of his family?
Fortunately, Liang Meng's mood came quickly and walked faster.
Soon forgot about the depression that Yun Xuchen brought to him.
After all, the responsibility of the hall master is to never miss the big things in the world for those small troubles.
With Yun Xuchen's bowl of black medicinal juice, coupled with Yun Xuchen's dredging and reconciliation of Liang Meng's spiritual power.
When manipulating again, Liang Meng noticed that the resistance was significantly smaller.
It is as unobstructed as a blood vessel that has been removed.
The most important thing is that she found that the spiritual power in her body was not half a star.
However, what surprised Liang Meng the most was those spiritual powers, like a deep pool that could not be explored. The further down you go, the deeper you go.
Whenever I think I have reached the bottom, I don't know that it is just a reef to settle on.
There are still mysteries hidden in the depths.
Moreover, when I first practiced those simple spiritual powers in the library pavilion, each spiritual power was clearly recorded in the yellowed booklet.
But these are not, they don't specifically tell you what this is for, what that is for.
You don't know what the spiritual power that seeps into your blood and bones does. What is their division of labor?
You can only grope slowly, little by little.
Also, those spiritual powers seem to be faster than their own brains.
Sometimes, before I can react, my fingers have already exerted my spiritual power.