With Wang Meng leaving, Wang Xiaoming also sighed regretfully and returned to his room.

Forget it, no matter what, at least in the future, you don't have to shout the name of Xuanji so much in the second middle school and go to fight with others.

Unable to cultivate the Xuan Technique, Wang Xiaoming could only comfort himself like this.

Lying on the bed, he couldn't sleep, summoning Wan'er's soul from the suona space.

At night, the soul body is not exposed to the sun's rays, and others cannot see her. Wang Xiaoming was worried that she would have problems staying in the suona space for a long time, and walked aimlessly in the palace with one person and one soul.

Wan'er seemed to enjoy it, squinting her eyes like a lazy kitten, gently snuggling on Wang Xiaoming's chest, looking at her with a look of attachment, Wang Xiaoming sighed deeply. He had to admit that this loyal little girl had a very important position in his heart. Although everything about her is only for the foolish young master who has long been gone.

escaped from Nalan Liangbing before, and I have to say that Wang Xiaoming has the element of hiding.

Damn, isn't it just that you can't cultivate mystical skills? Lao Tzu has a system and a horn. It's a big deal to earn a wave of merit points and draw a few more skills, I don't believe that the skills given by the system can be worse than the mystical skills in this world!

Perhaps because of Wan'er's company, Wang Xiaoming was full of fighting spirit and said excitedly in his heart.

Before he knew it, he had slipped to the door of the Scripture Pavilion.

It was late at night, and there was no one in the Scripture Pavilion, so Wang Xiaoming decided that he had already passed by here anyway, so he simply went in and had a look now.

To avoid noisy others, Wang Xiaoming lightly opened the door lock of the Scripture Pavilion. However, what he didn't notice was that around the Scripture Pavilion, there were already several cold eyes sweeping over him, and after discovering that it was Wang Xiaoming, there was no movement.

There is a ready-made oil lamp in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Wang Xiaoming gently blew the fire fold, and after lighting it, it suddenly opened up in an instant.

Rows of bookshelves that are two people high are arranged vigorously, exuding a quaint atmosphere, and they are full of thick books, all of which are famous classics of the Tianxuan Continent, some of which have been lost, Wang Xingzhan likes to collect them, so there are many classics that are precious and unique books.

Wang Xiaoming casually took a book called the General History of the Mainland and read it. It looks like a diligent student fighting at night. Wan'er's soul sat quietly with her cheeks on the side, ignoring everything around her, and it seemed that there was only Wang Xiaoming in her eyes.

However, this enthusiasm only lasted less than five minutes, and Wang Xiaoming closed the thick book with an impatient face.

"Damn!" Wang Xiaoming scolded in a low voice, and then muttered to himself: "I think that when I was on the earth, if Lao Tzu could read so quietly, he would have gone to Tsinghua University a long time ago, and he would still use it in this place?"

In his previous life, after Wang Xiaoming's parents died, the teacher who played suona wanted to attack him to go to school, but unfortunately Wang Xiaoming was not the material for reading books at all.

[Ding!] detects that the host arrives at the relevant location or touches related affairs, and the support skill "囫囵曵蛵語語" is unlocked. ]

[Swallowing books: Eat books, you can quickly remember all the knowledge in the classics in your mind, never forget it, and use it as you like when you need it.] Currently Devourable Tome: 0/100]

[Ding!Achievement system unlocked, hidden achievement released: Elementary School Graduation.] ]

[Elementary school graduation: Devour a hundred non-repeating books.] ]

[Achievement unlock reward: 500 merit points.] ]

"Huh, that skill seems pretty good. Listening to the voice of the system in his head, Wang Xiaoming smiled happily, although the book didn't look delicious.

"Say, what's the matter with the young master? ”

"Yes, before I entered the Scripture Pavilion just now, I walked so weirdly. ”

"What does he mean when he speaks? It can't be a stupid illness again......

The cultivation of the secret guards outside the Scripture Pavilion was abnormally strong, and when they heard Wang Xiaoming talking to themselves in the Scripture Pavilion, they couldn't see the situation in the Scripture Pavilion, so they secretly whispered to themselves.

Click, click, click...... Crunch crunch...... Belch!

However, before they could discuss the results, they heard the sound of rats chewing wood in the Scripture Pavilion, and after a short time, there was a loud burp.

"Hey, I really can't eat it......" Wang Xiaoming held the half-eaten "General History of the Heavenly Star Continent" in one hand, and rubbed his stomach with the other hand with a painful expression. Then he endured the discomfort in his abdomen and continued to grit his teeth.

In this moment, he has already eaten two books, namely "Biography of Celebrities of the Star Dou Empire" and "A Brief History of the Star Dou Empire".

There is also a reason for gnawing on these two books, because Star Picking City is a small city belonging to the Star Dou Empire, and these two books are the two thinnest of all books.

"I said, what the hell is going on in there, shall we go in and see?"

Listening to the sound of the Suo Suo in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, a very young-looking secret guard said in his heart.

Although, Wang Xiaominggui is the eldest young master of the dignified Wang family, and after his stupid illness is cured, he has the right to enter and exit the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. But if something happens to the Scripture Pavilion, it is not something they can afford to bear.

When the guard suggested, the others chimed in, and everyone took off their disguises and crept over.

"My eldest young master, what have you done here?"

The young secret guard saw a few book covers scattered on the ground, as well as a half of the "General History of the Heavenly Star Continent" with tooth marks in Wang Xiaoming's hand. Lost his voice shouted.

Wang Xiaoming hadn't noticed these people at all before, and when he heard the voice, he suddenly turned his head and saw the four secret guards with bewildered faces, swallowing the scraps of paper in their mouths with difficulty, and sitting in place.

"Not good!"

A middle-aged dark guard who looked like a leader let out a low sigh, looked at the surrounding secret guards all looking at him in unison, held it for a long time, and slowly spoke: "Young Master is crazy again!"

Dark Guards: "......"

Aren't you talking nonsense? I've devoured two books, isn't this an obvious thing? The young secret guard secretly complained in his heart, but there was no show on his face, this was his direct boss, in case he showed the slightest dissatisfaction, and he gave himself small shoes to wear in the future, it would be a little more than worth the loss.

"What should I do if the head of the house is not here today?" said a secret guard.

In the end, the dark guards decided that the young dark guards would report to Wang Meng first, and the others would be responsible for stabilizing the already stupid young master in front of him and preventing him from continuing to destroy the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Wang Xiaoming had already heard their discussion and was silent.

There were already huge waves in my heart, and I thought about how to explain to Wang Meng after he came.

As for Wan'er, because she has become a spirit body, she turns a blind eye to these secret guards, playing with her fingers like green onions, looking up at Wang Xiaoming from time to time, and smiling sweetly.