"Jiang Yu'er, are you really not taking the martial arts exam? You are so talented, it's really a waste not to take the martial arts exam. An Ran's words brought the still confused Jiang Yu'er back to reality.

"Don't take the test!" Jiang Yu'er refused without hesitation after learning about his martial arts talent.

"Why?" An Ran really didn't understand, even if Jiang Yu'er didn't want to take the test, he didn't have to refuse so decisively.

The dominance of Wuke in this world is as stable as Mount Tai, and the young man knows that he has a rare talent, why is he still unwilling to join the martial arts?

There is clearly any reason to resist Wuke like this!

"Is it because of blood sickness? Actually, you don't have to worry too much about it. ”

"With your brain domain development talent, you will soon be able to reach 20% of the brain domain development level, and then you will be able to perfectly control the physical body, and the problem of blood sickness will naturally be solved. An Ran thought that Jiang Yu'er was worried that he would faint and not be able to enter the martial arts, so he intimately relieved his worries.

"It's not because of this problem!" Jiang Yu'er blushed, secretly hating the fat cat for poking out his secret, so that An Ran knew about his blood sickness.

"What's that?" An Ran wondered, not because of blood sickness, then why did Jiang Yu'er resist entering the martial arts so much.

"I don't want to say ......"

In the past, An Ran couldn't bear to ask anymore after the words had come to this, Jiang Yu'er seemed to be giggling all day long, but in fact, An Ran knew that he had a lot of things hidden in his heart.

There are some things he is willing to share with himself, but there are some things that he is only willing to keep by himself.

Telling others something happy will turn into two happiness.

Tell others about sad things, who knows how much sadness will be born.

But An Ran didn't want to just forget it this time, whether Jiang Yu'er stepped into the martial arts department or not is really important, if he just forgot it in such a vague way, he would definitely regret it in the future.

If...... If I knew the reason, maybe I could help Jiang Yu'er overcome it!

If Jiang Yu'er can set foot in the martial arts, he will have more common topics with himself. And the life span will also be extended, so that when you stay young in the future, you don't have to watch him grow old.

Perhaps, my father wouldn't hate river fish so much.

Perhaps, he will promise us both......

Thinking of this, An Ran's somewhat baby-fat little face couldn't help but be dyed with red glow.

But we must pay attention to ways and means to do things, and it is not good to ask Jiang Yuer like this, and I can't ask it.

Don't look at yourself as soon as you are coquettish and sell cute river fish, you will hold high the white flag and surrender, if you really encounter serious things, no matter how you cheat, he will not waver.

His stubborn temper, An Ran has seen it.

"Stubborn donkey temper!" An Ran once commented on Jiang Yu'er.

An Ran didn't speak again, and Jiang Yu'er only thought that she was the same as usual, and couldn't bear to ask about what she didn't want to say.

Remembering An Ran's thoughtfulness in his heart, he looked at the time and saw that it was not early, and there would be classes tomorrow morning.

Jiang Yu'er said goodnight gently, turned off the light and fell asleep.

An Ran didn't sleep, she was waiting for Jiang Yu'er to fall asleep.

When she heard Jiang Yu'er's breathing gradually even, she estimated that Jiang Yu'er was already asleep.

Only then did she begin to manipulate the Martial Arts Academy, preparing to extract Jiang Yu'er's memories.

"Fortunately, Jiang Yu'er and the Martial Arts Academy have been fused by more than 50%, otherwise the memory extraction function would not be able to be used. ”

"I hope Jiang Yu'er's memory is not too long, otherwise, with the current energy of the Martial Arts Academy, I don't know if it can be restored, if there are any strange memories mixed in, it will be difficult to identify. ”

An Ran muttered to herself, of course, her voice was extremely low, and the sleeping Jiang Yu'er couldn't hear it.

Memory is a colorful river, and dreams are the elves in the river, twinkling starlight, dazzling.

An Ran tried her best to distinguish between dreams and memories, trying her best not to let herself be delayed in Jiang Yu'er's strange dreams.

"What do Jiang Yu'er think about every day! Evil! What a disgusting dream elf!"

An Ran was entangled in her calf by a slime-bubbling dream elf, and her cold hairs stood up all over her body, screaming to shake the disgusting little monster away.

Struggling to wipe the mucus off his calves, An Ran looked up and saw thousands of dream elves floating faintly on the surface of the river winding forward, and couldn't help but retreat in his heart.

But thinking that everything he did was for the happiness of himself and Jiang Yu'er in the future, An Ran's little fist clenched again, and his heart rekindled his fighting spirit.

"I don't care!

An Ran closed his eyes and charged, being blocked by all kinds of strange dream elves along the way.

But fortunately, these dream elves are just a group of small monsters with their own appearance, although there are endless disgusting ways, but they are all garbage of the five scum of the group battle, and even An Ran can't catch a heavy blow with a powder fist, and they have turned into bubbles and disappeared.

An Ran swam in the river of memory, and at a certain stage, he actually saw a group of dream elves whose appearance was very similar to himself.

But before she could be happy, a group of dream elves who were similar to Xie Jie expelled their dream elves.

"What are you doing! Don't bully my dream elves! Go away! Hurry up and get away!"

......

After a lot of hardships, An Ran finally found the location of the river marked by the Martial Arts Academy.

She pushed aside the dream elves surrounding the river, and the clear river could be seen at a glance, and the riverbed was a messy stack of pebbles, and a few wisps of aquatic plants floated between the cracks in the stones.

Jiang Yu'er's stubborn face is imprinted on the riverbed.

The river is sparkling, and the face of the river fish is also rippling, which seems a little unreal.

But the stubbornness and unyielding on his face were recognized by An Ran at a glance.

"It's a river fish!"

Finally found it! Jiang Yu'er is so resistant to the memory of Wu Ke.

An Ran couldn't help but cheer.

She couldn't wait to bend down and slowly dip her face into the somewhat cold water.

There is no feeling of river water pouring into her mouth and nose, An Ran can breathe freely under the river, and there is no discomfort when her eyes are open.

As soon as An Ran immersed his face in the river of memory, he felt a whirlwind of the world, and he felt like he was being dragged into another space.

Even though it wasn't the first time she had entered someone else's memory, she couldn't help but retch.

There is some vagueness on my feet, but it feels a little soft when I step on the concrete floor.

After getting used to the environment in Jiang Yu'er's memory a little, An Ran raised her little pale face and looked at the man in front of her.

He wasn't very tall, his shoulders were thin, and his hair was messy like a chicken nest.

Wearing a plaid shirt that is obviously one size bigger, the buttons are not buttoned well, and it is so casually open, it looks loose and unenergetic.

doesn't seem to be a guy to rely on, but for some reason, An Ran inexplicably feels that his back makes him feel at ease.

"Wanjun, don't be afraid, I'm here. He didn't look back, but his slightly immature voice was convincing.

"Don't be afraid, what are you afraid of?" An Ran was a little confused by his momentum, and wondered in his heart.

He was standing directly in front of An Ran, and the two of them happened to be at the top of an uphill slope.

So even though his figure was not tall, it still completely blocked An Ran's line of sight.

And when An Ran seemed to understand something, tilted his head slightly, and looked forward over his thin shoulders, he couldn't help but exclaim.

In front of him, there was a large group of hooligans, wearing sleeveless black shirts, with green dragons and white tigers tattooed on their arms, and constantly throwing baseball bats in their hands, all of them looked fierce and vicious.

The number of people, at least more than 30 people, stood compactly, and the momentum was overwhelming.

Hearing An Ran's exclamation, he tilted his head slightly, smiled and comforted: "Don't be afraid, I'm here." ”

The thin boy stood on the high ground, confronting more than thirty ruffians, but he could still laugh.

I don't know if he is hiding his back hand, or if he is just a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers.

Seeing his smiling side face, An Ran covered his mouth and whispered, "Jiang Yu'er, you are so handsome." ”