Chapter 12: My Hero

Mu Ziyu glanced at Chen Xuanlu who was close to him, his face seemed to have some subtle emotions in his hesitation, and then said to Chen Xuanlu lightly: "What do you think, my hero!" ”

"Give me another five days, shouldn't it be a problem?" Chen Xuanlu said very confidently. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Mu Ziyu, Yue Mengxin, Han Chuang, and Han Xiao looked at Chen Xuanlu incredulously, but Han Xiao couldn't hold back her full question, and then asked: "In five days, you can think all the Chinese characters." ”

"No, I can only give you three days at most, this is already the limit!" Yun Tianshao said coldly.

Chen Xuanlu hesitated for a moment, and then finally made a decision: "Three days is three days!" ”

Everyone watched the conversation between the two of them, and at the same time expressed surprise at how quickly they had completed all the characters.

However, for everyone, Yun Tianshao is not the kind of character who plays cards indiscriminately, if there is no 100% chance of winning, Yun Tianshao will never play cards easily, but today Yun Tianshao is out, Chen Xuanlu also took it.

Everyone looked at them very suspiciously, and they couldn't say a word for a long time.

The meeting lasted for a long time, and many people left one after another.

When Chen Xuanlu and Mu Ziyu were just about to leave, Demon Spirit Chiyou and Demon Spirit Dugu General had already come to him, and immediately knelt down, but they were helped up by Chen Xuanlu with lightning speed, and then said to them: "In this era, you are kneeling like this, it is too attractive. ”

"Don't you think you're not enough to lure right now?" Mu Ziyu put a ride behind Chen Xuanlu and told Chen Xuanlu promptly, "However, we are now once again attracting the attention of the surroundings. ”

"Xingtian, Chiyou, withdraw!" With Chen Xuanlu's order, Chen Xuanlu stood on the shoulder of the Demon Spirit Chiyou, and Mu Ziyu was held in the hand by the Demon Spirit Dugu General and vertically lifted the sky, and disappeared between heaven and earth in an instant.

While all the spectators were still amazed by this scene, Chen Xuanlu and Mu Ziyu had already returned home.

After leaving everyone, this demon spirit Chiyou and General Dugu went all the way to the triad under the leadership of Brother Nade. Originally, this triad had three sub-altars and one general altar in Yunzhong City, all of which were under the command of the curtain turtle known as Mr. Ghost, but overnight, all three sub-altars and one general altar were killed for no reason.

Then he disappeared into the vast sea of people and never appeared again.

When Mr. Ghost returned to the main altar, the smell of the blood of the wicked came to his face, and there were colorful blood stains everywhere, but no one could be found in the entire main altar.

Murong Turtle, who was very unhappy, visited the three sub-altars under his jurisdiction in a row, and the situation was basically the same as the main altar, except for the disgusting smell of blood and colorful bloodstains, there was not even any trace left.

A sudden storm immersed the entire Yunzhong City in a long baptism, and as the pedestrians on the street became fewer and fewer, Murong Gu stood alone in this triad where he was the only one left.

Watching the smell of blood gradually fade in the wind and rain, watching the strong rain wash away the colorful blood stains in front of me again and again, it has been washed away in an instant. "Who, who did it?" Murong Gu roared at the sky, but the resentment, dissatisfaction, and hatred in his heart could not be easily settled.

Murong Turtle relied on the triad to make trouble in Yunzhong City for many years, but he didn't expect that after an inadvertent affair by himself, he had already been served by someone.

The myth of Murong Turtle will also come to an end at this moment, but he is not reconciled, unwilling that under this premise without warning, the triad will collapse so quickly, leaving him alone.

For three consecutive days, day and night, Chen Xuanlu didn't seem to leave the desk. Every time Mu Ziyu walked up to him, he would always pack up a large pile of books that had been studied and the homework and exercise books that had been completed. Mu Ziyu was very curious and picked it up and looked at it, but there was no mistake in the slightest.

"Could it be that he is really a genius, if he lives in the moment, he must be better than any prodigy!" Mu Ziyu thought to himself, and he was busy packing up the notebook left behind.

Chen Xuanlu didn't seem to notice any changes, and continued to study as always.

The food that was put aside had already warmed up and warmed, but Chen Xuanlu didn't even touch it at all as if he was enchanted, but kept quiet on his long road.

In the past three days, Mu Ziyu has done all the backup work for Chen Xuanlu.

From pinyin, words, phrases, sentences, paragraphs, articles, and then all kinds of literary styles, they have been customized forever in Chen Xuanlu's mind.

Just like when he arrived at the Xiaoxiang Cave Heaven of Emperor Xiaoting at the beginning of the year, since he got the golden pill given by Marshal Jiang Wuji, he has learned all the cheats in the world at an astonishing speed.

On the evening of the third day, Chen Xuanlu rubbed his already tired eyes with his eyes, and then turned around to find Mu Ziyu squatting on the side, already helping him sort out a large number of books that had been used.

Chen Xuanlu stood up, came to Mu Ziyu, and said distressedly: "You take a rest, I'll come here!" ”

Mu Ziyu saw Chen Xuanlu on his side, so he urged him and said, "There is me here, you better study first!" ”

"It's over!" Chen Xuanlu said as he quickly put away the books around him, and then said to Mu Ziyu, "Yu'er, go and rest." ”

This "feather" really flattered Mu Ziyu a lot.

Mu Ziyu looked at Chen Xuanlu in a daze, but he never knew what to say.

"What's wrong?" Chen Xuanlu finished sorting out all the books on the ground, only to find that Mu Ziyu was staring at him, "What's wrong with my face?" ”

He picked up his hand and wiped it on his face, but he didn't expect that because of holding the pen for a long time and collecting books, Chen Xuanlu's hands were already covered with dust. Mu Ziyu just wanted to persuade Chen Xuanlu, but he didn't want to just wipe it gently, and he actually drew a lot of dust marks on his face.

"You, the boss is not small, and he is so naughty!"

Mu Ziyu successfully broke the embarrassment just now with this "naughty" sound, and went straight to the toilet.

When she came out of the toilet with a towel, Chen Xuanlu had already sorted out all the books on the table and put them into the library of Jinling Villa. "Take it!" Mu Ziyu gave the towel to Chen Xuanlu.