Chapter 157: The Chosen One to Cheat

"No kidding, I'm serious. ”

"The term traverser sounds unscientific, but there is no other possibility. ”

"It's not going to be reincarnated, is it?"

"Wait, this seems to be another type of crossing as well. ”

“emmmm……”

Guan Li did not reply at the first time, and You Wei was not in a hurry, and sent a message to himself.

The one-sided silence lasted for several minutes before finally being broken.

Divine will: "Why are you asking me this question?"

Wei Yu: "Because you are too." ”

Divine Will: "......"

Wei Yu: "Xian Shen used my account to talk to you about those topics, and I won't delete the chat history when it's over." ”

He only needs to look through the chat history to guess the identities of the two of them.

But real skepticism didn't start at that time.

You Wei began to feel that Ni Xianshen was different a long time ago.

They grew up together, and Ni Xianshen showed too many flaws in his daily life.

There are so many that you can't even deceive yourself if you want to.

Premature maturity, excessive rationality, excessive accommodation.

Neither "talent" nor "habit" can explain it.

- Ni Xianshen is a traverser.

When the teenager You Wei first learned about the concept of "crossing", such an idea rose in his heart.

If he were a traverser, all the irrationality would be gone.

At first, it was just a teenager's delusion that he was almost a secondary two, and in the end he had to admit that this might be the reality.

Yes...... Reality is much more exciting than exciting.

If life were a book, You Wei would probably be the protagonist.

Well, the protagonist is not a traverser, but the protagonist's friend is.

It's very good, it's different from the general online text routine, and it's very promising.

You Wei thought about it a lot, and finally decided to act as if nothing had happened.

The traverser is the traverser, and the days always have to go on.

Besides, what if he guessed wrong?

— though the likelihood is heartbreakingly low.

"Now that you know it, accept it. Guan Li still wanted to ask, "Why are you still asking me what I'm doing here?"

"Is tacit and face-to-face showdowns the same thing?"

"You want a showdown?"

"That's right. (raised eyebrows.jpg)"

"Why?"

"Because of you. ”

"Be specific. ”

"I originally thought that he was the only one in the world, but you guys were collectively haunted!" You Wei's calm appearance finally collapsed, "Is it still divided into different sources and types? Ni Xianshen is the muse? What is that? The goddess of art?"

"You just ask him. ”

As long as You Wei asks, can Xianchen still deliberately lie to him?

I hinted at it, and he was perfunctory to me. ”

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Premature maturity, excessive rationality, excessive accommodation.

Neither "talent" nor "habit" can explain it.

- Ni Xianshen is a traverser.

When the teenager You Wei first learned about the concept of "crossing", such an idea rose in his heart.

If he were a traverser, all the irrationality would be gone.

At first, it was just a teenager's delusion that he was almost a secondary two, and in the end he had to admit that this might be the reality.

Yes...... Reality is much more exciting than exciting.

If life were a book, You Wei would probably be the protagonist.

Well, the protagonist is not a traverser, but the protagonist's friend is.

It's very good, it's different from the general online text routine, and it's very promising.

You Wei thought about it a lot, and finally decided to act as if nothing had happened.

The traverser is the traverser, and the days always have to go on.

Besides, what if he guessed wrong?

— though the likelihood is heartbreakingly low.

"Now that you know it, accept it. Guan Li still wanted to ask, "Why are you still asking me what I'm doing here?"

"Is tacit and face-to-face showdowns the same thing?"

"You want a showdown?"

"That's right. (raised eyebrows.jpg)"

"Why?"

"Because of you. ”

"Be specific. ”

"I originally thought that he was the only one in the world, but you guys were collectively haunted!" You Wei's calm appearance finally collapsed, "Is it still divided into different sources and types? Ni Xianshen is the muse? What is that? The goddess of art?"

"You just ask him. ”

As long as You Wei asks, can Xianchen still deliberately lie to him?

I hinted at it, and he was perfunctory to me. ”