So here, it is very common for multiple women to fight for a husband. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Zihong's appearance will undoubtedly bring the destruction of life to these women, because if he had made a choice, I don't know how many women would have died for no reason...

The streets of the city are indeed well developed, with signs on both sides of the streets detailing the names of the various shops.

The two walked through the streets to the Life Skills Institute. The building is simple and majestic, on the high gray wall, supporting a long comb eaves and light tiles, and the three shining yellow doors of the "skill shop" are hung under the eaves.

Walking up the stairs into the open door, they saw rows of chairs and red tables arranged in an orderly manner in the room.

At the table sat the different identities of the Skillmen, in front of them stood signs of various skills.

Some experienced hostesses stepped forward and beckoned the two of them to sit down on the round couch beside them, and then presented a thin book in their hands, each page of which was illustrated in color, detailing the circumstances of each life skill and the cost of acquiring it.

Holding his palm and turning to the color page of the inscription skill, Zihong smiled and said to the middle-aged waiter in front of him, "Just learn this skill, you can arrange it for me." ”

The man with an ordinary and honest face, his face was slightly stiff and his eyes were stunned, he still thought that the old man around him was learning this skill, and the young man in front of him was only fifteen or sixteen years old, how could he be promoted to the rank of Soul Saint?

Coughing lightly, the middle-aged man, with his years of experience in Feng Ying, smelled a hint of something wrong, and couldn't help but ask solemnly: "Little master, are you Gui Geng this year?"

Before the man finished speaking, Zihong's whole body flashed with a touch of heroic green flash, and a five-layer inner pill burst out of his abdomen, spinning and rolling in front of his abdomen.

The reception man stretched his eyes wide, swallowed a mouthful of saliva heavily, his voice was slightly out of voice, and he said with infinite envy: "Such a high talent, at such a young age, he can actually reach the Spirit Saint Stage, and the potential in the future is unlimited." ”

While the old man was praising him, he had also attracted the attention of the skilled masters over there, and when they saw the true spirit light and the unique spirit pill on the young man's body, they were all shocked.

He is not the kind of person who likes to show himself in front of outsiders, and he is not the kind of person who loses his self-centeredness when he sees praise.

When he saw the atmosphere of surprise in front of him, he didn't show any unusual behavior, and he had been used to this kind of shocked reaction after looking at him for many years since he crossed here.

Seeing that the young man was so calm and comfortable in handling things, everyone in the room was even more shocked except for the old man who came with him. A child who is only a teenager, the calmness and steadiness he shows, Sihao is not inferior to those old guys who have experienced the years of Cangsang, how can it not be frightened?

If he hung out his identity as a second-order spirit magician, I am afraid that it would make these people even more shocked and speechless, not the kind of purple red who showed his personality too much, and of course he would not show this for no reason.

Hiding and concealing strength is the best lurking, and staying in the dark and facing the people in the light is what a qualified warrior should do. In that life, he knew that there was a historical celebrity named Yang Xiu, who was killed because he loved to be in the limelight, so he always behaved very low-key, and some high-profile was not his intention.

Walking over to the Inscription Skill Master's table and sitting down, Zihong took out the corresponding study coin.

This white-haired old man Cangsang is a very experienced technician, he looked at Zihong and smiled slightly: "The cost is not eternal, it depends on your actual learning situation. I've seen what happened just now, and your talent calms me, so you can put the money away first, and it's not too late to collect it when it's over. ”

This person and some people who had learned skills happened to walk into the house, and when they happened to see this scene and heard the old man's words, they all looked at the little boy in gray shirt in shock one by one.

Being directly rejected by the technician is to charge first and pay last, which is generally a treatment that only a highly skilled technician can enjoy. And at the moment, this can't look at the boy who is only fifteen or sixteen years old, and he is qualified to learn skills, which is already amazing, and he can even be treated so favorably by an experienced technician, this is the treatment that most people who are learning skills at the beginning of the year cannot have!

Li Xiang sat on a chair far away, sipping the tea served by the host, one hand gently tapping on the tabletop, making a gentle sound, looking unhurried and unhurried, showing that he was very calm and comfortable.

Directly ignoring the strange gaze of others, Zihong followed the guidance of the old skill master to learn the skill of this inscription.

These people, who had been rushing to learn skills, were not in a hurry to finish what they were doing, but stood there paying attention to the behavior of the year. In their consciousness, they have not yet seen the person who has become a saint at such a young age, is he real or fake?

The old man's palms spread out in front of his chest, drawing a green arc of courage, this clear bright line indicated that the skill master in front of him was a strong spirit.

The green light turned into a luminous book in the air, and it floated in the air with the mental control of the skill trainer, turning page by page, and strange runes were shining on each page, and these handwriting were not readable by ordinary people.

Forcibly isolating all the noise around him from the ear cavity, the gray-shirted young man closed his eyes and stood straight on the chair, his hands made a cultivation seal, and the powerful green light was thinly sprayed from his palm, emitting a crisp green transparent light, these printed hands, as if they were made of jasper, crystal clear from the outside to the inside.

Although the green light is not as deep as the light of the old man in front of him, it is indeed the real light of the real soul, and its green color represents a real and terrible fact, this little guy is really a real spirit saint.

At this time, the men and women who came to learn life skills had already crowded the room, all the chatter disappeared, and they just stared blankly at the unbelievable teenager in front of them, receiving the comprehension of life skills step by step.

Among these people, all of them are strong and strong, and they have reached the point of familiarity with the learning of life skills.

The inscription skills that Zihong learned were only rudimentary, and they were far from being stunned by the scene of skill learning in front of them, as if they had forgotten everything, and stood here and looked straight at it.

Not only these people who came to learn, but also the other skilled masters except for the old man with skills, also stopped their work, but stared straight at the young man's dull gaze with amazement...