Chapter Ninety-Five: The Scroll
"It won't be ...... at this time" Su Xiaoqi's expression was like a person who had been hungry for a long time and finally found a piece of meat, but this piece of meat was rotten!
There was a sudden sneer from behind, and when he turned his head, Yang Yue was looking at him with a sneering expression. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Kou Chen, who was standing beside Yang Yue, wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Yang Yue, Kou Chen secretly glanced at Yang Yue, wanting to explain something, but was glared at by Yang Yue and swallowed the words into his stomach.
Kou Chen could only stand still, he didn't dare to make Yang Yue angry, and he was reluctant to break free of Yang Yue's hand, so he explained loudly to Su Xiaoqi: "The cultivation method shown by the scroll can only maintain six breaths, and after this time, it will become like this in your hand." ”
"Huh?" Yang Yue's face changed, looking at Kou Chen without speaking, but anyone could see that she was like a volcano that could erupt at any moment.
The scroll was not abolished, and Su Xiaoqi's hanging heart fell to the ground. Think about it can also figure it out, if the scroll can be inspected all the time, why do you need any contribution points, if there is something you can't figure out, you can run to the Chuangong Pavilion every once in a while and take out the scroll to see.
In the time of six breaths, even the supreme genius could not understand the mystery of the technique, so he could only exchange the contribution points for the replica scroll, and returned to his residence to study it carefully.
"It's time for this scroll to replenish its spiritual power. Su Xiaoqi threw "Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada" to Yang Yue.
Yang Yue didn't pick it up, with a wave of her hand, the scroll fell back to the bookshelf, and said coldly: "When to replenish spiritual power, it's not your turn to point fingers." ”
Su Xiaoqi choked, he couldn't think of anything to refute. In particular, his contribution points are only 1,000, and he can't exchange them for "Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada".
"Are you leaving?" Su Xiaoqi looked at Kou Chen and asked directly.
Kou Chen was about to reply, but Yang Yue spoke up first: "What does it have to do with you when he leaves?"
"Moon...... Yue'er ......" Kou Chen said hesitantly: "The most ...... Recent...... Be...... It's Brother Su who is teaching...... Teach me to cultivate. ”
The meaning of this sentence is, of course, that I hope that Yang Yue can look at his face and not have so much prejudice against Su Xiaoqi.
But Yang Yue laughed out loud: "Just him?"
Then, he looked at Su Xiaoqi and said, "I know you want to say that you defeated Brother He, but don't forget, his cultivation was still unstable at that time, and now give you a chance again, do you think you can still do it?"
Su Xiaoqi didn't answer, he had never been too lazy to bother with women, looked at Kou Chen and repeated, "Are you leaving?"
"I ......" Kou Chen hesitated.
Su Xiaoqi didn't say a word and walked out the door. Yang Yue suddenly showed an overcomer-like smile, but before the smile could completely spread on her face, Kou Chen broke free of her hand.
"Yue'er, it's time for me to go. In front of Yang Yue, Kou Chen's tone was so firm for the first time.
After that, he chased after Su Xiaoqi and shouted, "Brother Su, wait for me." ”
Yang Yue's brows furrowed suddenly, her fist slammed into the bookshelf, and she said with a look of disgust: "Damn!"
Suddenly, she seemed to feel someone watching, and when she turned her eyes, she found a young disciple looking at her in surprise. In the eyes of everyone, she is gentle and lovely, and no one has ever seen her angry.
"Sister Yue'er, are you ...... Are you alright?" said the young disciple stumbling.
Yang Yue's eyes were instantly filled with tears, and she sobbed: "Let ...... Let the junior brother see the joke, that ...... You know the thief, he ...... He ......"
Yang Yue's cry suddenly rose.
The young disciple hurriedly stepped forward and said at a loss: "Sister Yue'er, are you ...... You...... Don't you cry......"
Yang Yue suddenly threw herself into the arms of the young disciple and cried loudly, and the tears wet the young disciple's shoulders in a moment.
The young disciple couldn't feel his clothes wet with tears at all, his hands were resting on Yang Yue's soft and boneless waist, and his heart was shaking with fantasy.
Although Yang Yue was crying, her eyes were cold. What she enjoys is the gaze of men on her, she often doesn't need too much effort, and the gaze that falls on her can no longer be taken away, but today, Kou Chen, who has always been like a dog, actually looked away.
Of course, she didn't care about Kou Chen, but without her permission, how could Kou Chen dare to leave her?
Her eyes were suddenly full of murderous intent, and she had changed too much to Su Xiaoqi, the arrival of this person.
"What are you doing?" Yang Yue's voice suddenly became cold, and she pushed the young disciple away violently, every inch of her skin was sensitive, and she could naturally feel that the young disciple was quietly groping.
Why didn't she say no in the first place?
"Smack!"
A clear fingerprint appeared on the young disciple's face, and the right cheek instantly became red and swollen.
The young disciple bent over and kept apologizing, what he didn't see was that there was no trace of anger in Yang Yue's eyes, some were just teasing.
Yang Yue understands very well where the young disciple's body has changed, she has never been a woman who guards like jade, but she knows very well how to play with a man's heart.
......
Suddenly, the wind rose, and it was as cold as a steel knife with broken bones, and some people with fragile bones could no longer straighten up, and some people could finally raise their heads slightly and straighten their waists.
Kou Chen walked in the cold wind, only felt that his blood was boiling, even if he didn't use spiritual power to protect himself, he couldn't feel the cold, but the wind made the fire in his body grow stronger and stronger, and the blood was boiling and almost burned him.
He had never felt like this before, as if he had been born again.
"I thought you wouldn't come. Su Xiaoqi's tone was full of mockery.
"I ......" Suddenly, Kou Chen's blood was cold again, and said, "Its ...... Actually...... Yue'er people are not bad......"
Su Xiaoqi shook his head and said, "I seem to have heard you say this." ”
Kou Chen was stunned and said, "Yes...... Really?"
Su Xiaoqi sighed, stretched out his hand, and said, "What spell did you choose?"
Originally, Su Xiaoqi originally wanted to choose a spell for Kou Chen, but when he arrived at the Chuangong Pavilion, Kou Chen was at the mercy of Yang Yue.
Kou Chen took out a water-blue scroll from the jade pendant, handed it to Su Xiaoqi and said, "Flowing Water Palm." ”
Su Xiaoqi was about to input the spiritual power into the scroll, but Kou Chen hurriedly stopped it and said hurriedly: "No, no, this won't work, if you input another kind of spiritual power, the scroll will be broken." ”
"Can this still be the case?" Su Xiaoqi withdrew his spiritual power back to the spiritual sea and returned the scroll to Kou Chen.
"This is to prevent the magic from being leaked to other disciples, if you can practice the magic without contributing points, then no one will do the task. After Kou Chen finished speaking, he fed his spiritual power into the scroll, and immediately several figures performed different tricks on the scroll.
But it is the same as watching "Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada", and after six breaths, the figure above disappears.
"This ......," Su Xiaoqi was surprised.
"It's amazing, isn't it?" Kou Chen said with a smile, "If there is a different aura around, the cultivation method will disappear." ”
Su Xiaoqi said helplessly: "In order to prevent the disciple from taking tricks, it is really painstaking. ”