If it had been placed in the past, Fang Wuwei would have dismantled the TV with a certain move, after all, the situation was urgent, and what Wu Meng did would definitely help this inexplicable incident. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info but this time Fang Wuwei couldn't do it, and a large part of the reason why he couldn't do it came from the guilt of Xiao Lian.

Thinking of this, Fang Wuwei glanced at Xiao Lian with some embarrassment, vaguely revealing the meaning of consulting Xiao Lian.

When he went to the Savage Continent before, he was to help Xiao Lian solve the destruction crisis of the Savage Continent. Unexpectedly, after arriving in the Wild Continent, he failed to save the Congxin Sect because he was not strong enough, and even parted ways with Xiao Lian. Although Xiao Lian believed in himself again in the end, he failed to save the end of the destruction of the Wild Continent, so that the Wild Continent was directly blown into foam, and there was no scum left.

Thinking of this, Fang Wuwei's face turned red unconsciously, and he didn't dare to look at Xiao Lian again, but turned to Wu Meng and whispered to Wu Meng:

"Wu Meng, why are you suddenly going to dismantle the TV again?"

Wu Meng, who was standing in front of Fang Wuwei, was crossing his hands on his chest at the moment, "watching" TV with his toes on his toes (not watching a TV program, but treating that TV as his "enemy"). Hearing Fang Wuwei's question, Wu Meng's two little eyebrows immediately wrinkled, like two beautiful black yarns, tangled together, turned around and raised his little head to look at Fang Wuwei, and said with a displeased expression:

"One, what are you asking? Ask why did this genius dismantle the TV?! ”

Looking at Wu Meng's appearance, Fang Wuwei sighed silently in his heart. Wu Meng must have labeled that TV as "must be demolished",Since it has been labeled"Must be dismantled",No matter what he says,Wu Meng will definitely use various reasons to refute himself,It seems that the black and white TV is finished。

Fang Wuwei sighed helplessly, and secretly glanced at Xiao Lian from the corner of his eye.

Xiao Lian, who was full of silver hair, stood quietly not far from Fang Wuwei's side, without a trace of wrinkles, with a slightly vicissitudes of life, with a calm face, as if he didn't want people to see his inner thoughts. But under the sword eyebrows with a trace of time, there was a trace of sorrow in his deep eyes, and a strand of silver-white long hair leaned on his cheek impartially, which set off his endless sorrow and sorrow.

Xiao Lian, who was originally resolute and full of hope for the future, seems to have been portrayed by the years at this moment, so that those who see him will not shed tears for him, but will only sigh lightly and sigh "This is life. ”。

At the last moment of the savage world, Xiao Lian's disciples, even Xiao Lian's beloved Shangguan Rou, turned into starlight and dissipated on the margins. Although the "Xiao Lian" of that other world said that they had just returned to the real cultivation world, that is, the Great Thousand True Realm. But it is an undoubted fact that Xiao Lian has lost so many friends and relatives in a short period of time, if it was Fang Wu himself, he would definitely not be able to endure such a tragic reality.

And Xiao Lian has always been very interested in the story in the black and white TV, if he rashly listened to what Wu Meng said and dismantled the TV, maybe this would be an even worse event for Xiao Lian now, which made Xiao Lian even more sad.

Thinking of this, Fang Wuwei sighed helplessly again, although the voice was not loud, but it did reach the ears of several people present.

The faint sigh, which also told Fang Wuwei's sorrow and sorrow, echoed in this quiet living room (in fact, it was silent in an instant).

Xiao Lian, who was standing there, looked at the black and white TV with a melancholy expression, to be honest, if Fang Wuwei took a serious look at Xiao Lian, he would find that all the melancholy of Xiao Lian was entangled in the TV, maybe Xiao Lian also missed his relatives in the wilderness deeply, but that deep longing was definitely not as obvious as his nostalgia for the TV.

When he heard Fang Wuwei's sigh, he saw the corners of Xiao Lian's eyes twitch slightly, and then silently looked at Fang Wuwei, who lowered his head and sighed softly. Xiao Lian's slightly dry and pale lips moved slightly, wanting to say something, but he didn't say it. After a while, Xiao Liancai seemed to have made a great determination in his mind, and whispered to Fang Wuwei:

"Master, do you have something on your mind?"

Xiao Lian's voice was like a stone falling into a pool, causing a ripple in Fang Wuwei's heart. At this moment, Fang Wuwei was already ashamed of Xiao Lian in his heart, and Xiao Lian's question made Fang Wuwei not know how to answer.

Just like Xiao Lian just now, Fang Wuwei's lips also moved, but he didn't make a sound, until Wu Meng turned his head unhappily and was about to urge Fang Wuwei, Fang Wuwei whispered to Xiao Lian:

"Xiao Lian." As soon as the voice came out of his mouth, Fang Wuwei put away the following words, perhaps because he noticed that his tone was a little too low, Fang Wuwei turned to his senses, raised his head and looked at Xiao Lian seriously and asked:

"Good apprentice, don't you like that TV? As a teacher, I want to ask your opinion, do you want to demolish it? ”

Xiao Lian's slightly dim eyes brightened imperceptibly after Fang Wuwei's words were spoken. Just when Xiao Lian was about to say something, Wu Meng crossed his arms in front of his chest, pouted, turned his head sideways and glared at Xiao Lian fiercely, and was glared at by Wu Meng, a little immortal, Xiao Lian was speechless for a while, so he had to smile awkwardly, stopped talking, and then used his melancholy expression that had experienced vicissitudes of life, looking at the black screen TV and was stunned.

Wu Meng snorted lightly, turned around and walked to Fang Wuwei, her small right hand with a pink halo directly grabbed Fang Wuwei, who was not good at the secret way, and then dragged Fang Wuwei's clothes like this, pointed to the TV and said unhappily:

"No. 1, I just asked you to dismantle it today, just dismantle it obediently! I'll put it on you when I'm done collecting the source data! Are you still afraid that I, a super genius who only comes out once in 10,000 years, will break your transistor display that has been eliminated for 100 million years?! ”

Fang Wuwei looked at Wu Meng in front of him with a puzzled expression, and then slowly moved his gaze to the parts scattered in the corner of the living room. Looking at the pile of things that had turned into tattered parts, Fang Wuwei seemed to feel that as soon as he closed his eyes, he could feel that the pile of parts was crying and shouting, complaining bitterly about Wu Meng's criminal act of destroying the king.

"Landlord, since Little Sister Wu asked you to demolish it, you will demolish it. Wait a minute, if Daoist Xiao is bored, the Sprinkle family will take Daoist Xiao to look at the phone, anyway, those things can be seen on the mobile phone, and the mobile phone is even more bizarre. Zheng Koumao, who had been standing at the outermost, suddenly joined the topic, shaking his phone as he spoke, and then glanced at Xiao Lian and asked, "How about Daoist Xiao, okay?" ”

Hearing Zheng Koumao ask, Xiao Lian showed a confused expression for a while, probably unable to understand what the "mobile phone" was, but when he saw the strange machine in Zheng Koumao's hand, Xiao Lian also guessed nine times out of ten, so he turned around and made a gesture at Zheng Koumao, and said seriously:

"Thank you Zheng Daxian for your concern. Originally, Xiao was a person who cultivated the truth, and he should not be affected by these external objects. However, these magic weapons are too interesting, and Xiao also wants to study more, so please wait for Zheng Daxian to share a thing or two with Xiao. ”

Xiao Lian's words were like Mr. Yun who was crepe, not only did not lose his manners, but also appealed to his desire to watch the anti-Japanese drama, and Shangguan Aolin was stunned for a while, you must know that Shangguan Aolin is at least in high society, and a well-educated person naturally understands how important language cultivation is for a person!

For a while, Shangguan Aolin just looked at Xiao Lian blankly, and then cautiously leaned behind Fang Wuwei and asked in an extremely low voice:

"Dr. Fang. Why didn't you tell me? Except for the strong man who shouts to kill people all day long, how can you still have a neuropathy that wants to cultivate immortals? ”

Shangguan Aolin's voice was neither big nor small, but it just reached the ears of everyone present. Looking at Shangguan Aolin's appearance, it was obvious that he had forgotten what happened before when he was glared at by Zheng Koumao and Xiao Lian, but it was also possible that he still remembered, but he just accidentally said it too loudly.

Fang Wuwei couldn't bear to look directly at Wu Meng, who was still dragging his clothes, and then glanced at Xiao Lian and Zheng Koumao, who were despising Shangguan Aolin, and had to sigh helplessly in his heart, thinking:

Aolin, Aolin, why did you still have the face to say that you were a rich second generation before, and you weren't stupid. Moreover, if you take 10,000 steps back, even if Xiao Lian is a patient who fantasizes about cultivating immortals, it is called a mental disorder, not a neuropathy. (To be continued.) )