In the past few days, there has been a problem that has been bothering Qiao Le, making her unable to sleep and eat, and she is physically and mentally exhausted...... Ahem, at least that's what she thinks herself, as for whether it's or isn't, ennnnn......

In short, she found that she was too weak and needed to be strengthened.

And if you want to ask the most reliable way to strengthen in the novel, there is no doubt that martial arts is the word martial arts. After all, if you learn martial arts well, you can run faster when you run for your life.

But as a non-chief, she felt that it was impossible to learn.

Unless, she doesn't want to die.

So in line with the purpose of being weak, pitiful, helpless but edible, she felt that making a wish was more reliable, economical, and once and for all.

As for the bad luck after the fire in the eyebrows drops, well, isn't it bad luck?

She's not afraid!

And as this decision took shape in her mind, she also did the following research and envisioned her ability to make a wish.

First, don't pick and choose if you don't have enough luck, learn what you can learn, if the lion opens his mouth, not only will his wish be disappointed, but he will also have a splitting headache. Don't ask her how she knows, it's all a lesson in blood.

Second, it's better to make a wish to a person than a book. Because remembering it doesn't mean you understand. The scumbag remembered it, but he didn't understand it, and he forgot it quickly.

Third, you have to find reliable people, people who can definitely learn good things!

Based on the above three points, Qiao Le at this moment has locked the top leeks that are most suitable for her and must be of high quality-Jun Yan.

Well, the male protagonist, the author of the novel is the son, the ceiling of the force value in the book, and he didn't run.

Even if it's not the ceiling now, it will be in the future.

So, at this moment, Qiao Le's eyes were like nailed to Jun Yan's body, exuding the light of the sun and the moon.

One word, gluttony; Two words, very greedy; Three words, very gluttonous!

With her hands clasped together, Qiao Le's eyes gradually cleared, she locked on Jun Yan, and silently recited her wish wholeheartedly.

Fire, I want to learn from the plague god a life-saving martial art that is not beyond the scope of my luck.

At this moment, the pale green flame in the center of her eyebrows swayed slightly, as if listening to her wishes, quietly changing. Because its original pale green color is gradually regressing with the passage of time.

White, Gray, Black, Thunder......

At the moment when his eyebrows were black and thunderous, Jun Yan, who had originally received the edict below, was about to stretch out his hand and hand it to his subordinates, and turned around again. The moment the four eyes met, a strange streamer flashed from the eyes of the two.

Before Jun Yan could think about why he turned around, a sound of wood cracking had quietly come.

Click!

A thunderous sound echoed in Qiao Le's mind, and in the next second, the railing she was leaning on suddenly cracked, and at the same time, her whole person seemed to have lost her center of gravity, and fell straight downstairs.

It was almost there, and she couldn't react at all.

Surprised, surprised, unhappy?

Yes, sometimes the bad luck of the non-chieftain is so sudden and the heart beats faster.

It's too late to even say that you're wrong.

"County Lord!"

"Le'er!"

"Oh my God!"

……

Jole was stupid.

Everyone at the scene was shocked.

And Jun Yan, who was holding the edict, was speechless.

Because looking around, the closest to Qiao Le was actually the one who didn't die......

This unlucky girl, it can't be intentional, right?

But in fact, time did not give him any chance to entangle, and when the flowers fell, he could only helplessly reach out and grab Qiao Le, who was about to fall to the ground and might fall to his death in front of him.

To this day, Jun Yan never thought that someone could see him fall downstairs because of looking at him......