After a night of silence, Cen Pengtian's state was already much better, but thinking of his performance in front of Zimo yesterday, he felt a blush. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Damn, what's wrong with you? behaved so badly in front of Zimo, he felt that he would not be able to hold his head up in front of Zimo for the rest of his life.

In the future, when I saw Zimo, I could no longer speak with my head held high.

But thinking of Xie Zhiman, he sighed again, he took out a necklace from it, and looked at it for a long time. The hand is clenched, and there seems to be residual warmth of the beauty on it, but the beauty is no longer there.

The world is your will, and I am your only relic, it has just begun but it has ended, killing the person you love with your own hands, no matter what the reason, how can you easily let go.

Cen Pengtian sighed, missing, painful, and unwilling.

The living have to bear the responsibility of the dead to live. His gaze became calm again, and he put the necklace away, Xiao Man, your unfinished, I will finish it for you.

At this time, Zimo walked over and said to Cen Pengtian, "Arrogant classmate, we are leaving." Where are you going? ”

Cen Pengtian looked at Zimo and felt like a world away, this kid who used to think of himself as a hillbilly was even more powerful than he imagined, and the title of arrogance was so annoying and so kind.

At this time, what should I do? Stretched out his finger and told Zimo, qtm, yesterday's thing was that he drank too much, no, his brain was convulsed, quickly forget about yesterday's incident.

Also, he is a person who does great things, and he doesn't need to be comforted.

Or, go up and fight Zimo fiercely, and tell him, I've put up with you for a long time.

Cen Pengtian's face changed, and arrogance reappeared on his handsome face, he did not answer Zimo's words, but said, "First of all, correct again, my name is Cen Pengtian, Cen Pengtian's Cen Pengtian, a Peng who flies 90,000 miles, a unparalleled heaven in the world." ”

Cen Pengtian emphasized again, and then said fiercely, "Say, what do you want?" ”

Zimo was confused by him, but he still exclaimed in his heart, what a stubborn child, but the child has grown up and can come out of his grief so quickly.

Zimo was puzzled, "I know, arrogant classmate, but why can't I call you arrogant classmate?" What else do I want? ”

Cen Pengtian was furious in his heart, deliberately, three times and twice, it was definitely deliberate. What do you mean? Do you have to say it yourself? Do you have to humiliate yourself? I have to give myself a little face.

Cen Pengtian breathed a long sigh of relief and told himself that he was calm, he was a cultivated person who came out of a big family; He is a person who does great things, hatred is hatred, and grace is grace, and he can still distinguish this clearly.

Cultivation, cultivation. Cen Pengtian continued to emphasize in his heart, he tried his best to be peaceful, "You saved me, say, how do you want me to repay you?" ”

Repay? The arrogant classmate is always so cute, he said that he wouldn't take any money, and he even had to repay him, what a good person.

However, he is also a man of his word, and he will not accept it if he says that he will not collect money.

Zimo thought for a while and smiled, "Arrogant classmate, I said that you don't charge money, you don't have to do this." ”

Cen Pengtian's anger that he had finally suppressed was ignited, what did he see, he saw that Zimo was actually laughing? There was still money, and he even withdrew money again.

Can your commitment be measured in money? What is money? No matter how much money there is, it is just a string of meaningless numbers. Can a person like himself make a commitment that can be measured by a string of numbers?

Humiliation, naked humiliation. Cen Pengtian looked at Zimo, that smile must have been laughing at himself. He felt like a monkey being played.

finally lowered his noble head, and Zimo only replied with a mockery without hesitation.

Cultivation, cultivation.

Cen Pengtian reminded himself again in his heart that he felt that his cultivation for more than ten years was being used today, but he couldn't do it.

He no longer looked at Zimo's face, if he looked at this face again, he was afraid that he would not be able to resist rushing up and tearing this face apart.

He closed his eyes and exhaled, his voice as low as possible without anger, "You saved my life, I will repay you, this is normal, you say how you need me to repay you, as long as you ask for it, I will definitely complete it." ”

What a nice guy. Zimo sighed again and hesitated, since the arrogant classmate made such a sincere request, then he must not let him down.

Well, all sincerity should not be disappointed, then you should ask for more price in order to be worthy of this sincerity.

Zimo's eyes rolled, and he stretched out a finger, "One million, just one million, don't give me more." ”

Million? What a million?

Money, money again!

What self-cultivation? What cultivation? At this moment, everything was abandoned by Cen Pengtian to the clouds, and he was almost ready to rush up and tear this hateful face apart.

What did he get by lowering his noble head? Humiliate? Taunt?

Cen Pengtian's eyes were dilated, and his impulse was suppressed again, because he sadly realized that he didn't seem to be Zimo's opponent, and rushing forward was to bring humiliation on himself.

This is definitely the most aggrieved day in his life in the past ten years, and his anger again and again has to be suppressed again and again.

Cen Pengtian said again weakly, "Can you make other requests?" ”

"No money?"

Zimo was already a little unhappy at this time, no money, no money, what kind of big-tailed wolf you pretend. It occurred to him that the Pure Land and the Wasteland seemed to be different.

In the wasteland, wanting is wanting, and giving is giving. In the Pure Land, there seems to be a word called politeness. Well, arrogant classmates are just polite to themselves. Only I am stupid and serious, and I am really naïve.

Zimo's gaze at Cen Pengtian was already a little unkind, the people of the Pure Land were like this, what kind of play were they playing.

"If you don't give money, what do you say? Forget it, I said that if I don't collect money, I just don't collect it. Besides, if you want money now, I don't know if it's useful or not, and it's estimated that it's just a mess of waste paper! ”

"You ......"

Cen Pengtian wanted to get angry, but he didn't know what to say. When I saw Zimo saying that he had no money, he was full of ridicule, like he was a villain who didn't believe in his words.

Villain? Damn it!

Who is he Cen Pengtian? He is a man who stands up to the sky, a spit and a nail, and a word.

From childhood to him, whether friends or strangers, which one of them talked about him without sticking out a thumbs up and giving a thumbs up?

Money, what is money? He never took these vulgar things into his eyes.

Cen Pengtian took a deep breath, sent his clenched fists away, and tried his best to restrain himself.

Fight back, he wants to fight back, fight back heavily.

Bastard, isn't it money, take out the money and smash him to death, tell him that Lao Tzu doesn't care about these things.

This meaningless number is not even a fart compared to one of my own promises.

However, he was immediately stunned. He really can't pay a million now.

Before this second apocalypse, although he may be investigated and punished by the family, it is still possible.

But now he really can't take it, and for a while, Cen Pengtian was stunned there, not knowing what to do.