During this period, Mu Xiaobai never called, and Gao Jian didn't know if he didn't feel the need to explain, or if he couldn't explain at all. Gao Jian didn't take the initiative to contact Mu Xiaobai, because even if he asked him to question Mu Xiaobai, he didn't know where to start.

After resting in the room for a while, at dinner time, Gao Jian came out of his presidential suite of the highest standard, and almost at the same time, the door next door opened.

It's two acquaintances.

"High ...... , Gao Jian?"

"Fried ...... Bomberman?"

[Negative sentiment from Blue Star +666.] 】

[Negative sentiment from Jin Ming +666.] 】

The two of them subconsciously wanted to turn around and go back to the room, but when they thought about it, they both entered the B level, and they were afraid that he would be a wool?

And this is the presidential suite of Canghua Ancient Courtyard, no matter how fierce the bomber is, he dares to blow up this place?

Thinking of this, the two of them suddenly stabilized their mentality.

The reason why I was able to meet them was actually because a few days ago, Lan Xing and Jin Ming went to the battlefield of the US imperialism as black-bladed reinforcements, and they fought fiercely with the Spirit Commune. After a few tough battles, the two of them felt that the bottleneck was a little loose, and they seemed to have found the feeling of building a foundation.

As a result, within a few days of coming back, the foundation was successfully built.

This room was reserved for the Huangquan Criminal Division, and the big guy didn't come, but Black Blade, as a new ally of the Lin family, needed to send a representative, so he sent these two players who were consolidating their foundations.

It's the same as Gao Jian's situation.

They were also accommodated in this most exclusive suite.

"Hello. "Don't look at Gao Jian's opinion on the black blade, but for Lan Xing and Jin Ming, Gao Jian still feels quite kind.

After all, Lan Xing's contribution to himself is really not small, and Jin Ming is very cute.

Ahem.

Bluestar cleared his throat.

He also found that his reaction just now was a bit embarrassing, so he opened the door and said with a straight face: "Gao Jian, I haven't seen you for a long time, you live in this house?"

Blue Star was also a little surprised, they were able to live in the presidential suit because they represented the face of their own boss, not because the two of them had more face.

Who does Gao Jian represent?

Or, Gao Jian himself is synonymous with face?

No

That's impossible.

"Hmm. Gao Jian nodded.

"Only you?" asked Bluestar again.

"There are so many rooms, do you still have to share it with others?" Gao Jian asked in surprise.

Ahem.......

[Negative sentiment from Blue Star +666.] 】

Bluestar wants to say that we live together, but it's not a glorious thing, so it's better not to say it. In fact, being able to live here is very dignified in itself, it is a symbol of status, but in the face of Gao Jian, Lan Xing found that he couldn't get up in the row.

What should I say?

I need to get some face back.

Right.

Grade.

Although Gao Jian is very powerful, it is based on his shameless kryptonite, and his own strength is not strong.

Lan Xing took a deep breath, felt that he was stiff again, and said with a smile: "Gao Jian, if you want to say that we haven't seen each other for a while, let me tell you something, a few days ago, Jin Ming and I went to support the battlefield of the US imperialists, but within a few days of coming back, we all reached the B level." ”

Lanxing made his tone look like Gao Jian's old friend.

Anyway, you can't fight here, can you still lose?

"Oh, that's hello. Gao Jian said weakly.

"Gao Jian, don't be discouraged, you are still young, you can reach the B level sooner or later. Lan Xing smiled earnestly, and wanted to pat Gao Jian's shoulder to guide the juniors.

"I'm already a B grade. Gao Jian still had a weak energy, but he still rubbed a trace of spiritual power with his fingers, showing the characteristics of the foundation building period.

Why is it a trace.

Because Gao Jian doesn't dare to waste it now.

"Huh?"

Lan Xing and Jin Ming were both stunned.

Why is Gao Jian also B-grade?

You must know that when Lan Xing first knew about Gao Jian, Gao Jian was only E-level, okay? Even in the kryptonite stage a while ago, Gao Jian was only in his early C-level.

It's only been a few days?

People are B-grade?

"You...... , you also went to the battlefield of the United States to experience life and death?" Lan Xing stammered.

He felt that he and Jin Ming were broken at the same time, and the designation was related to the perception of life and death on the battlefield, so Gao Jian estimated that the same should be the same. If you rely on krypton alone, you can't break through the bottleneck.

"Nope. ”

"And ...... you?"

"I practiced in bed with my girlfriend at home, and at the last trembling moment, I broke through. Gao Jian reminisced.

You're shuddering.

Blue Star: "......." ”

Jin Ming: "....... ”

[Negative sentiment from Blue Star +666.] 】

[Negative sentiment from Jin Ming +666.] 】

"Brother Lan, why don't we go to dinner, don't compare with him, it's too embarrassing. Jin Ming tugged at the corner of Lan Xing's clothes with his little hand and said.

"Can you not dismantle my platform at this time? Aren't you ashamed of me?" Lan Xing said as he grabbed Jin Ming's head with his hand.

"I'm not ashamed, Brother Lan, I'm 9 years younger than you and 5 years younger than Bomberman. What do I have to be ashamed of?" Jin Ming is not only small, but sometimes speaks with a milky smell, and at this time he is counting with his fingers, which is very cute. But the more this happens, the more heart-wrenching the words he utters.

Blue Star: "......." ”

With a bang, Bluestar closed the door, and Made's really couldn't talk anymore, and she didn't want to eat.

"Goodbye!"

......

After dinner, Gao Jian practiced in the suite, and then went downstairs to the pavilion for a while.

He hasn't thought of a better solution for Mu Xiaobai's matter, but it doesn't matter, if you think about it slowly, you can always think of it.

Gao Jian stood there in a daze with his back against the pillar of the gazebo, and an old man came from in front of him.

The old man trembled into the gazebo, sat down and drank the hot water soaked in wolfberries with his own thermos cup, squinted his eyes and took a few deep breaths, and then leaned his body on the pillar of the gazebo, and one leg was also coiled on the bench of the fence.

Gao Jian glanced at the old man and continued to look at the sky.

Not to mention, the air in the mountains is very good, and the sky is very clear.

Gao Jian looked at it for a few minutes, and the old man also drank several sips of hot water.

Perhaps out of boredom, the old man cleared his throat and took the initiative to speak, "Young man, do you have something on your mind?"

"Ahh ”

Gao Jian responded casually.

"What's on your mind?" asked the old man again.

"Guess. ”

The old man didn't guess, but said with a smile: "The thoughts of young people are nothing more than a few kinds of things that turn over and over. Your heart is not quiet, in fact, now you feel incomprehensible and unacceptable, maybe you will change the time and perspective, and you will feel that it is just an extremely ordinary little thing. ”

Gao Jian withdrew his gaze from the sky, turned his head to look at the old man and asked, "Do you know what I am thinking?"

The old man shook his head and said, "As I just said, there are only a few things in the minds of young people. ”

Gao Jian nodded, feeling that the old man had a little reason in speaking.