"What kind of martial soul is that?"

After watching the battle just now, when everyone was shocked, only Zhou Chen's side was unusually calm. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Needless to say, Jia'er has not yet understood the concept of strength and weakness, Xuanyuan Zhe looks strange, and the woman surnamed Yan has no change in expression as always.

"Which one is Brother Zhou asking?"

Xuanyuan Zhe was half-lying on the ground, yawning with a lazy expression, and then said: "One is the Sand Beast Martial Soul, which is very strong in the ground level, and the other is ......"

Speaking of this, he glanced at the woman surnamed Yan who was sitting opposite the fire, and then arrived: "Although I know, I can't say it, why don't Brother Zhou ask it himself?" I see that little Bique likes you very much, and she will definitely tell you if you ask." ”

"Little Sparrow ......"

When Zhou Chen heard these three words from Xuanyuan Zhe's mouth, he always felt a little awkward. And judging from the actions just now, Xuanyuan Zhe seemed to be hiding something, but he didn't particularly care.

However, if Xuanyuan Zhe didn't say it, it didn't mean that Zhou Chen didn't know.

The girl in red who called herself Little Bique, Zhou Chen had already guessed her approximately, and combined with Xuanyuan Zhe's words and actions just now, Zhou Chen could basically determine that she was not far from ten.

There is only one point, why did this little blue bird suddenly burst out of strength, which is a bit strange.

"It seems that the answer lies in these warriors. ”

Zhou Chen glanced left and right, and then quickly browsed everyone present, and at the same time thought in his heart.

At the same time, next to the red spring, the young man with a gourd on his back was a little abnormal.

He already knew that the strength of the girl in red was unfathomable and far higher than him, and the battle just now was simply a joke.

This devastated him very hard.

"Say I'm on the wrong path? What do you know about me? I don't know anything, but I say nice things!"

The boy sat on the ground, his head bowed so deeply that no one could see his hideous expression.

He muttered to himself in a very soft voice, and the fingers of both hands dug into the hard ground so hard that he didn't care at all if his fingers were bleeding.

"I'm a frog at the bottom of the well? I'm too weak, then I'm going to get stronger! Isn't this what I'm here for! You're all waiting for me, one day, I'm going to make everyone afraid of me and fear me!"

Thinking of this, the anger in the young man's eyes was even stronger, and involuntarily, a momentum emanated from him.

Obviously, the few words of the girl in red not only failed to make him reflect on everything, but made him go further and further on the extreme road. Even through this stimulation, he also cultivated his own momentum prototype.

The rudiments of momentum formed entirely by the anger of the spirit.

"Looks like my words are backfired. ”

Although the boy's momentum was small, it was still detected by the girl in red who was not too far away.

But she wouldn't do anything more, just shook her head, showing a hint of pity.

"Teacher, do you want to take him under your door?"

Xiao Jie sat opposite, processing the body of the red-eyed carp, and was also going to roast and fill his stomach. The two eyeballs have been handed over to the woman surnamed Yan, and he has passed the second level, so it seems relatively relaxed.

He also offered to help the girl in red catch another one, but the latter refused, saying that she didn't need it anymore. This made Xiao Jie begin to vaguely understand her identity, but he didn't ask again.

And now, seeing that the girl seemed to be feeling sorry for the gourd boy, Xiao Jie felt even more that he might have guessed correctly.

"I've said it a few times! I'm so petite and cute, I should be called Little Bique! And what does that word mean? When will I take you in?"

Speaking of this, the girl in red paused, her face suddenly became expressionless, and said, "Although I have guided you a few times, it does not mean that you are my disciple, you are not qualified yet, understand?"

"Clear, understood. ”

Xiao Jie suddenly felt that the girl was a little strange, but he also understood that the strength level of himself and the other party was too different, so it was just an illusion that the girl was hiding.

"Don't I even have the qualifications to be a disciple......

Xiao Jie cared about this, his head sank slightly, and he secretly decided in his heart that he would work harder to cultivate in the future, and the qualifications for being a disciple would always be achieved.

However, what he didn't know was that his appearance was seen by the girl opposite, which made her face show a hint of triumph.

She said that on purpose, in order to stimulate Xiao Jie's cultivation enthusiasm even more. His qualifications are very good, and if he can keep up with the level of effort, his future achievements are very worth looking forward to.

On the other hand, where the white-robed boy was, his hands still controlled two black shadows, leading directly to the bottom of the red spring, connecting the two warriors.

These two warriors have been diving for a while, and they haven't come up yet, which makes the white-robed boy's face a little unsightly, and he feels that he may fail this time, and the two of them are estimated to die inside.

If this is the case, he will have to use his ability again to control the other warriors to go down to catch fish for the dead ghosts.

However, everyone present was wary of him, and his second action would definitely be much more difficult.

"Two pieces of waste have been down for so long, they can't even catch a fish. ”

The white-robed boy muttered a sentence in his mouth, but his eyes were on the gourd boy not far away.

"That was the prototype of momentum just now? Even I haven't developed my own momentum, this cheap slave has actually comprehended it? His martial soul is also at the ground level, and he is not very old, he will definitely be cultivated as a talent when he enters the Yanyun Sect, if I don't destroy him now!"

The white-robed boy knew that it was the right time, the young man with the gourd on his back had just gone through the battle, and his soul power was consumed a lot, so it was a good opportunity to get rid of it.

"Or use his ability to control him first, but it is better than those two wastes, and it saves you to find a suitable person. ”

Thinking of this, the white-robed boy was a little moved, but before he was sure to do it, he was preempted.

"Hmm, it looks like someone is going to fall into the well, so I'll watch another show. ”

The white-robed boy saw that there were a total of four martial artists, all of them adult men, the oldest was about thirty, and they were walking towards the gourd boy together.

"Brother Chen, look, someone is going to fight that guy again. ”

Where Zhou Chen was, Xuanyuan Zhe was already lying on the ground with his eyes closed in his ugly sleep, completely ignoring how dirty the ground was, and snoring.

The woman surnamed Yan always sat like that, not tired at all.

Jia'er had been very sleepy, but she hadn't fallen asleep, and then she found something and whispered to Zhou Chen.

"Don't worry about him, you sleep, or you won't be in the energy tomorrow." ”

Regarding the upcoming conflict, Zhou Chen had no interest in watching it again.

The prototype of the gourd boy was too obvious, and Zhou Chen guessed it when he saw it for the first time.

The word "slave" is engraved on his face, and normal people will think of all kinds of miserable backgrounds and humble backgrounds when they see it.

Zhou Chen was not interested in this at all.

The more bloody his life experience is, the more he develops a person with an extreme personality, the more bored Zhou Chen feels, and every time he looks at it, he is embarrassed.

Now naturally I don't bother to pay attention.