Wang Chong put the male ring back on his hand, and at this moment, a familiar feeling came from the absorption ring again, sweeping through his whole body like a warm current.

The strong man looked at Wang Chong, then at the old monster, and didn't say anything, just sighed.

And after Wang Chong listened to the story of cultivating the old monster, his heart was also mixed, and his impression of him changed a lot.

It turns out that such an old man who is more than 2,000 years old but has not faded into an arc, since he still has such a story in his heart.

Wang Chong understood his feelings, although they were in different environments and different eras, if he replaced his Miss Yu with Twilight Xue, he would be able to empathize, but Wang Chong was luckier than him, because Twilight Snow chose him in the end.

And the woman who is in love with the old monster has chosen someone else.

Since ancient times, princesses and princesses and beauties have been heroes, which seems to be the truth accepted and recognized by people.

However, how many beauties and heroes are there in the world? Thousands of little people are the normal state of the world, and the knights of princesses and the craftsmen of heroes are always to be people.

No matter how small a person is, there is a struggle in his heart like a terrifying wave, and when the waves are turbulent, the hero holds the sword to make a name for himself, and the people hold the sword in his hand, just to ask for the peace of mind.

The old monster couldn't carve the appearance of Miss Yu, he could only carve the ring that year she gave her, and the sound of him holding the handle hammer day and night was a yellowed sigh.

To sigh, if life is only as first seen, to sigh, at that time it was only ordinary.

Perhaps, this is the normal state of life.

"Uncle Xiang, why didn't you stop me from making a bet with this old cultivator before? I don't believe you expected him to return the ring. Wang Chong asked Uncle Xiang at this time.

"I don't believe him, I can't trust you?" Uncle Xiang's simple words made Wang Chong's heart very comfortable.

"Don't be like this in the future, although I know that I am capable, capable, tall, handsome, talented and cute, but I am afraid of accidents, and next time you want to stop me, I want to keep a low profile. Wang Chong said seriously.

Uncle Xiang just chuckled and didn't reply again.

Wang Chong walked next to the old monster at this time, and said to him again: "Senior, the past goes with the wind, you don't have to forget it." ”

The old monster turned a deaf ear to what Wang Chong said, raised his head blankly, looked at the overlord statue in front of him, and said to Wang Chong: "Do you know why I carved the overlord statue?"

Wang Chong was stunned for a moment, every question of the old monster was a bit tricky, and he asked him again.

Think about it, if Wang Chong's temperament was to follow another man, he wouldn't have been able to carve the statue of that man and worship at home, he hadn't been open-minded to this extent.

Even if...... That person was the legendary overlord of Western Chu.

Looking at the irritable temperament of this old cultivator, he shouldn't be that kind of person.

"Why?"

Wang Chong asked puzzled.

The old cultivator opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he suddenly coughed violently, and a sickly red appeared on his face, which was not the reaction of a monk who lived with heaven and earth in a big world.

"Can you come again at this time tomorrow night?" the strong man said weakly as he smoothed the back of the old cultivator.

Wang Chong showed an embarrassed smile on his face and said, "Uh...... Do you want to tell me a story tomorrow?"

The old cultivator shook his head and said, "I just want to take another look at your male ring." ”

“……”

Wang Chong was dumbfounded, glanced at the male ring on his middle finger, he had no reason to refuse, so he had to sigh and say, "Okay, I'll come back at this time tomorrow night." ”

Now that the old monster is in a bit depressed, it seems that he can't say any more, and Wang Chong can't force it.

Moreover......

He also wanted to wait for the old cultivator to finish talking about himself, and ask him about this Sword Pavilion Tower, this old cultivator seemed to live at the foot of this Sword Pavilion all the year round, and he must know a lot of things about the Sword Pavilion.

"Seniors rest earlier. ”

Wang Chong walked to the door and said to him with a reverse head.

"Well, if you go a few hundred meters, you'll be able to get out of the barrier outside the cabin. ”

After the old cultivator said this absentmindedly, he looked at the statue in front of him blankly, sighing from time to time, no one knew what he was thinking.

Wang Chong shook his head helplessly, sighed as well, and walked out of the wooden house.

……

After Wang Chong returned to the bamboo forest, it was already about three o'clock in the morning.

Wang Chong cautiously opened the door, but saw that Xu Ziyan was still sitting on the bed and meditating, and when she saw Wang Chong coming back, she immediately sat up from the bed, put on her shoes and walked in front of Wang Chong, and said, "How is it?

Wang Chong shook his head and said, "No, the treasure this time...... If you want to take it, you have to work hard, and I have to ask you. ”

"Please?" Xu Ziyan frowned.

Wang Chong pulled her to sit on the bed, first briefly told her about the Sword Pavilion, and then told her what he had seen and heard after falling into the cliff.

"Fix the old monster...... It's quite famous, I've heard Master mention it before, but I didn't expect him to live for 2,000 years...... Moreover, there is actually such a period of past, the master said that the old monster has a very strange temper, so he got the nickname of 'old monster'. I didn't expect it to be such an infatuated person, but it's a pity that the object of his infatuation ...... It's just too high to climb. Xu Ziyan said with emotion.

Although Xu Ziyan is a rich girl, she has also had a crush on Wang Chong for a period of time, and she has a certain resonance with the subtle experience of cultivating old monsters, and she was deeply shocked after listening to what Wang Chong said.

Wang Chong took a deep breath and said, "I still have to go there tomorrow night, I will wait for the old monster to finish his own story, and then ask him about the Sword Pavilion, but before that, you have to do me a favor first." ”

"Say it. Xu Ziyan looked at him tenderly and said.

Wang Chong frowned and thought about it, then said, "When the sun comes out today, you-"

Wang Chong sat next to Xu Ziyan and talked to her for a long time, Xu Ziyan listened very carefully and remembered everything Wang Chong said word for word.

"Do you remember everything?" Wang Chong said to her.

"Remember, don't worry. Xu Ziyan smiled at him.

Wang Chong lowered his head and sighed at this time, and said: "When I think of the experience of cultivating old monsters, I feel a little uncomfortable in my heart, I am bored, and I am in a panic, life...... It's really like morning dew, and it's hard to go to the day. ”

Xu Ziyan watched Wang Chong's words jump very quickly, and suddenly began to sigh about life, she already knew his routine, she couldn't help frowning, moved her buttocks, moved away from him, and became vigilant.

Wang Chong glanced at Xu Ziyan and said, "What are you doing? Why did you suddenly sit away?"

"You don't follow me?" Xu Ziyan asked rhetorically.

Wang Chong smiled, touched his nose, leaned closer to her, put his hand on her shoulder, and said, "Sister Ziyan, life is really ...... For example, the morning dew is bitter in the past. ”

"So what?" Xu Ziyan pulled his hand away, raised her eyebrows, and looked at him vigilantly and said.

"So you have to have fun in time!" Wang Chong said, and pounced towards Xu Ziyan.

Xu Ziyan was thrown down on the bed by Wang Chong, her hair overflowing the entire pillow, black and bright, like a smooth mirror.

Xu Ziyan's face was full of shame, her pink cheeks turned away, and she pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "For you, is this the kind of thing that Xingle does?"

"It's not like that, then what's it?" Wang Chong stretched out his index finger and scratched Xu Ziyan's chin playfully, looking at her with a smile and said.

Xu Ziyan opened Wang Chong's hand, straightened her head, looked at Wang Chong, her eyes were like a layer of mist, and said, "Xingle...... It's supposed to be romantic, but to me, it's not romantic. ”

Wang Chong knew early on that Sister Ziyan's need for love was far greater than her body.

Wang Chong smiled and said: "Romantic? I don't know much, I'm a cheesy person, seeing mountains is mountains, seeing the sea is the sea, and seeing flowers is flowers." But only when I saw you, the sea of clouds in my body began to surge, the river tide in my mind began to surge, and there seemed to be small tentacles of insects tickling the whole world in my heart. You don't need to open your mouth, and all things in heaven and earth will think about it and run to you. ”

"You ......"

Xu Ziyan slapped Wang Chong's chest with a smile, and said shyly: "Every time you come to such a time, you like to say something like this to coax me! You are too purposeful! Are you afraid that I will not follow you?"

Wang Chong leaned down, hugged Xu Ziyan under him, and said: "I didn't coax you, this is my instinctive reaction, in my opinion, the growth of a small grass in the spring, it has no purpose." When the wind blows, a stallion is in heat, and it has no purpose...... I will do everything with the great sincerity of the grass and horses, and not hide it in front of you. ”

After Wang Chong's words came out, Xu Ziyan's body was paralyzed like water, allowing Wang Chong's big hands to roam around on her body, stripping her clothes.

Taking advantage of the night, Wang Chong had an in-depth exchange with Xu Ziyan, and it was another sleepless night.

……

It's dawn.

Wang Chong opened the window of the wooden house, and the sunlight poured in from the outside.

"Sister Ziyan, it's time for you to get dressed and get ready, you have to do something. Wang Chong sat at the head of the bed, stretched his waist, and said refreshedly. ()

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