Chapter 170: A Model for My Generation

Xia Weiming ignored the system's complaints, and looked at Ren Qingxuan seriously: "Is it okay?" ”

Ren Qingxuan hesitated for a moment, but nodded slightly.

Xia Weiming suddenly smiled excitedly: "That's really good!" Not......! ”

Before he could get excited for long, there was a "rattle" sound from the bones on his body.

He gasped in pain.

The corners of Ren Qingxuan's mouth twitched, as if she was holding back a smile.

fell into Xia Weiming's eyes, but he was pleasantly surprised.

He clearly saw just now that Ren Qingxuan seemed to want to smile from the bottom of his heart.

But she suffocated it back.

But this is enough, as long as Ren Qingxuan does not completely close himself, then his efforts will not be in vain.

After eating, Xia Weiming went back to bed to rest.

Ren Qingxuan said that from tomorrow, he would do his rehabilitation homework.

Lying on the bed, Xia Weiming suddenly asked the system: "Why does that swim in seem to care about me very much?" ”

"Master, I know you want some information from me. But I just want to say that there are some truths that you need to explore for yourself. I can only say that if Jinyiwei really falls apart in the future, then at least save his life! ”

“……”

Xia Weiming was even more confused, obviously he was not from this world, but after seeing Youjin, he always had an indescribable sense of intimacy.

Shaking his head, Xia Weiming threw this idea behind him.

It's useless to think too much, so it's better not to think about it.

The next morning, Xia Weiming got up early, and before he could get out of the room, he heard a burst of music.

Xia Weiming heard the tune very quickly, like a raging wave, which made people's hearts shake.

It seems that after hearing this song, there is no other music in the world that can compare with it!

"The strings are the ones who hope for the sound, the loud sound is quiet, and the sound is ethereal. The Emperor of the Wandering God, there is no entry and exit. It is said that the Fuxi God is ringing! ”

A cold voice sounded in Xia Weiming's ears.

At the moment when the last word fell, the sound of the piano came to an abrupt end.

The woods, which were originally silent, suddenly fell leaves.

Ren Qingxuan, who was stroking the qin, slowly stood up, and there was a rare look of embarrassment on her face, which originally only had a stiff smile.

But Xia Weiming clapped his hands: "Good song." ”

"With my cultivation, there is no way to completely control it now."

Maybe it was because he met his beloved things, and Ren Qingxuan's words obviously increased.

Xia Weiming smiled: "The road has to be taken step by step, and it will be accumulated over time, and it will eventually be successful." ”

Ren Qingxuan nodded and said to Xia Weiming: "You haven't been active for a few days, it's time to stretch your muscles." ”

As he spoke, Ren Qingxuan picked up the sword given by Xia Weiming directly from the table and pointed it at Xia Weiming.

Xia Weiming's face showed a wry smile: "Seriously? ”

"If you want to participate in the Young Heroes Club, you have to work harder."

"Also to ......"

Xia Weiming shook his head helplessly: "Come on!" ”

As he spoke, the merry shadow on his waist had fallen into his hands.

"I made a move!"

Xia Weiming shouted, his right hand shook and stabbed towards Ren Qingxuan.

Neither of them noticed that a red figure was not far from them, silently watching them.

……

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

Maybe it's because Xia Weiming has been practicing martial arts in the past three days, so that his injuries have recovered very quickly.

So on this day, Xia Weiming was already able to move freely, and basically his injuries had healed.

"I'm going back to Xiaoyao Valley, Master, his old man, he must be very worried about me."

In the past few days, Xia Weiming has explained his recent situation to Ren Qingxuan, including the matter of entering Xiaoyao Valley.

"Have a good trip, if we meet again next time, I don't know if it's friend or foe."

Ren Qingxuan smiled slightly, and there was no sadness or loss in his eyes.

Perhaps for her, the moment the two of them separated, she became a cold-blooded killer in Providence City again.

And Dongfang Weiming is a chivalrous man of the righteous path of martial arts.

They will eventually turn the other way.

"If you treat me as a friend, even if we fight each other in the future because of our position, we will still be friends!"

Xia Weiming also smiled. stretched out his right hand to Ren Qingxuan: "Can you give me your copper coin?" ”

“?”

Ren Qingxuan was stunned, but still took out the copper coin and put it in Xia Weiming's hand.

I saw Xia Weiming and Ren Qingxuan distance themselves: "I also want to lose a copper coin, if it is positive, I hope you can live with your heart, instead of wearing a cold mask every day and disguising yourself!" ”

After speaking, Xia Weiming didn't care about Ren Qingxuan's stunned appearance, and directly flicked the copper coin in his hand.

I don't know why, at that moment, Ren Qingxuan subconsciously raised her head, and there was a trace of expectation in her heart.

"Smack!"

Xia Weiming grabbed the copper coin and slowly opened his palm.

And Ren Qingxuan's breathing became rapid at this time.

What are you looking forward to?

"It's positive!"

Xia Weiming's tone was very excited, and in the palm of his hand, there was the copper coin lying quietly, and it was "Fortune and Treasure" on it.

"Frontal?"

Ren Qingxuan's expression suddenly loosened at this moment.

In my heart, it was as if a big stone had fallen to the ground.

Xia Weiming handed the copper coin to Ren Qingxuan, and Ren Qingxuan took it in a daze.

But at this moment, Xia Weiming grabbed Ren Qingxuan's hand and said sincerely: "Even God, I hope you can live well according to your own will." ”

"But Master's ......"

A wisp of panic appeared in Ren Qingxuan's eyes, and his small hands, which were already a little cold, actually had some beads of sweat in Xia Weiming's hands full of temperature.

"It's okay, if I can, I'll help you investigate who the enemy is."

“……”

Ren Qingxuan didn't speak, and Xia Weiming also let go of her.

While walking outside the forest, he shouted to Ren Qingxuan: "That's it!" ”

"Wait a minute!"

Ren Qingxuan suddenly stopped Xia Weiming from behind.

Xia Weiming stopped and looked back at Ren Qingxuan: "What's wrong?" ”

"If ......"

Ren Qingxuan hesitated, but still mustered up the courage to speak: "If you just lost the negative, then what are you going to do?" ”

Xia Weiming showed a sincere smile: "If it's the opposite, then I'll keep throwing it until I throw the front." After all, who made me a scoundrel? ”

After speaking, Xia Weiming didn't give Ren Qingxuan any chance to speak, and turned around and left.

"The hosts! I seem to hear the audience saying, "I'm a role model!" ”

"Talk less, maybe you'll live a little longer!"

Looking at Xia Weiming, who was talking to himself, Ren Qingxuan returned to the table.

picked up the sword given to her by Xia Weiming and gently took it into her arms.