95. Self-retreat
"What's the matter, Prince?"
Canglang immediately rushed to the door of the bathroom and shouted inside.
This guy isn't really going to blow up the bathroom, is he?
It's expensive to repair!
Canglang rubbed his hands outside, waiting anxiously.
But for a long time, there was no movement inside, and I don't know if it was dead or alive.
"Say a word! Otherwise, I'm in? ”
The waves have tested another wave.
It can be regarded as a kind of mental construction in advance, he has not yet mustered up the courage to face the mess there.
He paced back and forth, making his last struggle.
Creak~
The door is open!
There is no smell.
Canglang, who was completely wrinkled into a figure-eight brow, slowly stretched his tightly locked brows, and his smile secretly bloomed.
"Oops, you're fine! It scared the hell out of me. ”
Xiao Wangzi, who was pale, silently walked back to the stool, sat down slowly, pursed his lips, and did not speak.
Canglang saw that he had become like this, thought about it, and still didn't ask step by step.
Perhaps not giving up, he poked his head inside, and it was as white as new.
If he can't figure out the joints, it's not good for him to worry about anything alone, and when Xiao Wangzi slows down, everything will be clear.
After about five minutes, Xiao Wangzi, who had his head down, slowly raised his head, and his pale face rose a little rosy.
"Sorry, host. I couldn't control myself. ”
As soon as he finished speaking, his face turned even redder again, as if a child who had done something wrong had clearly realized that it was just a little embarrassment, and he had admitted his mistake, but he still couldn't let go.
Canglang blinked, and the confused expression on his face didn't look like a fake.
"Are you alright?"
He only asked this sentence, as if something else was inappropriate.
And Xiao Wangzi, who had been in an embarrassing situation, saw that Canglang didn't keep asking, and his heart was slightly relieved.
He stood up, stretched his waist, and stretched his nervous heart.
The wind from the balcony blew away the last of his worries.
It's no wonder that people want to go for a ride in the mountains when they have nothing to do, and it can really make people sober.
Xiao Wangzi looked at the sun hanging in the sky, the golden halo, and the people who shook couldn't open their eyes.
It's been a long time since he's been staring at the sun so seriously.
Because his eyesight is actually not very good, but he can see more clearly at night. And his most powerful thing is his sense of smell, and he can distinguish the smell very clearly from thousands of miles away.
He didn't actually have any serious problems in the bathroom just now, but it was because the bathroom was too smelly.
He's just roaring!
The roar like thunder was just a trace of spiritual power that burst out from him.
In order to save Canglang's face, he chose to remain silent. Because once it is spoken, the master may lose face and affect the mentality of cultivation in the future.
Xiao Wangzi thought that Canglang's cultivation method was the same as that of ordinary transcendents, but he didn't know that Canglang was actually a special case, and it was just a wild way no different from a layman.
Feeling that the waves were also coming to the balcony, Xiao Wangzi immediately vacated half of his body and left it to the waves.
After Canglang was lying on the railing of the balcony, Xiao Wangzi asked cautiously, "Master, I want to ask you a small question. What exactly do you usually cultivate? ”
This is already a matter of personal privacy, especially for a transcendent being.
And Canglang, as a soul reliever, is even more different from ordinary transcendents.
He is not only responsible for getting rid of the evil spirits in the online article, but also responsible for the safety of the forbidden place of Deda.
The most important point is that his cultivation know-how must not be revealed.
"I have hanging, but against the sky! The key can be slaughtered~"
There was silence all around, and Xiao Wangzi's mouth was wide open, enough to stuff a tea egg.
He thought to himself, the master was really still wary of me, and actually used such a lame reason to perfunctory himself.
"Thank you for the information, host! If you have any incurable diseases in cultivation, you can come and ask me~"
Canglang couldn't believe it, he didn't expect Xiao Wangzi to be so generous, he was simply a model of marrying a chicken and a dog and marrying a dog.
But the more Xiao Wangzi intentionally or unintentionally revealed the idea of being willing to help, the more Canglang didn't dare to accept it.
It's not that Canglang is starting to get sick again, and he has to complete the impossible thing of becoming a god and king independently.
Although he seems to be uninhibited and loves freedom many times, he only accepted Xiao Wangzi's material help yesterday, so that he can have no worries about food and clothing from now on.
If he accepts the other party's cultivation help today, allowing himself to spread his wings and fly high again on the way to cultivation, and completely become a human being, then what is the difference between his essence and the little white face who eats soft rice?
He hasn't fallen to this point yet, and he still wants to fight for another ten years!
"Prince, I see you're a little tired, too. Go take a nap and leave me alone. ”
Canglang's tone was very firm, not like he was discussing.
Xiao Wangzi had no choice but to nod and said, "Master, think about it again!" Time is tight, the task is heavy, only if you can protect yourself first, can you Xu Tu do the rest! ”
Canglang didn't look back, and shook his hand at his back, which was considered to be known.
His gaze was always on the front, the midday halo diffusing the distant air as if it had been stained with mist.
Xiao Wangzi had already pushed open the door and returned to his room.
Hearing the sound of the door closing, Canglang slowly turned around and opened the [Tianyantong] skill.
He saw that the white figure was slowly crawling towards the high bed in the dormitory opposite, where there was no one else except Xiao Wangzi now.
He saw Xiao Wangzi lying on his bed, and after a while, he turned over again, as if adjusting the most comfortable sitting position.
"Huh~ Now the little wolf, the IQ is also so high? If you knew about it, you would have killed it directly. It's better now, and I still have to bother to raise him. ”
Canglang shook his head while thinking, he was still an older child, and he had to bear so many unbearable burdens.
"Can you do it well?"
"I can!"
After cheering himself up, Canglang turned on the computer and rummaged through the books and classification tags that met the criteria.
After a while, he finally found a few books that were not bad judging from the introduction.
It's just that "My Senior Brother is Too Stable" seems to have been written before, and the other books seem to have been silently followed.
He has always had an iron rule when writing columns, that is, he will never write a book repeatedly.
Because it's easy to give people the impression of standing up for someone.
So the one just now, I can only mention it very well.
After excluding a few books, the rest left him feeling a little boring.
He even wondered if he might want to have a good pigeon.
After all, if you can lie down, don't sit down; If you can write a book, don't write a book review; If you can write an original book review, don't go to the rankings.
In the face of these lists, which have been completely boring, Canglang silently withdrew from the website and began to look at the sky.
"I'm like a self-retreat!"