There can't be a mistake, yes, it's a magic barrier?! The moment the word popped up in Deacon Cui's heart, even he was startled. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

With Deacon Cui's cultivation, he could see at a glance Lin Xinhao's current cultivation realm. Today's Lin Xinhao can barely reach the second layer of condensation...... This kid, why can't I understand him more and more. Is this the rhythm of the ordeal against the sky?

I remember that half a year ago, he didn't have a little cultivation, slow is slow, and the results are still there. Deacon Cui couldn't help but sigh at Lin Xinhao's hard work and diligence, and couldn't help but sigh secretly: "God rewards hard work, this is true." "If you let Deacon Cui know that two days ago, Lin Xinhao's cultivation was only a layer of condensation, I really don't know how he would feel...... The expression must be wonderful.

Lin Xinhao, who calmed down, found that Deacon Cui, who was standing in front of him, was standing there like a sculpture with a twisted beard in one hand, and he inevitably had some doubts in his heart for a while. He frowned and looked at Deacon Cui, thinking to himself what was wrong with him? Just as he was frowning and looking, Deacon Cui, who was attentive, glanced at Lin Xinhao, whose face was full of doubts, and suddenly said, "Let's get down to business." He walked back to his room and did it on a chair.

Then he stretched out his hand to Lin Xinhao and motioned, "You can sit too." Lin Xinhao was not polite, found a chair and sat down with a big grin. Seeing that Deacon Cui's expression was not as casual as before, Lin Xinhao didn't dare to slack off, and couldn't help but get nervous. "Do you know that there was thunder on the mountain road that day?" Lin Xinhao was shocked when he heard this, he was a little puzzled, and he didn't understand Deacon Cui's intentions.

"Yes. Lin Xinhao looked at Deacon Cui and replied seriously. Deacon Cui, who has been observing Lin Xinhao's words, couldn't help frowning slightly, it can be seen that Lin Xinhao doesn't seem to know the inside story, but he still has a hint of luck and says: "Then do you know that the target of this thunder is you?" "What?" Lin Xinhao stood up from the chair with a shocked face, and he only felt that his head was banging, a little blind.

Looking at Lin Xinhao, who was so shocked, Deacon Cui had a rather helpless miscellaneous taste in his heart. He waved his hand and motioned for Lin Xinhao to sit down, but Lin Xinhao had no choice but to sit down as he said. It's just that the news was so shocking that even as he sat there, he already seemed a little distraught, thinking to himself, is God going to destroy me? Why, why is this, what the hell have I done, God would do this to me?...... He was shocked and angry, and just sat there absent-mindedly and thought about it.

Deacon Cui saw that this incident stimulated him too much, and he was also a little troubled for a while. I hesitated in my heart, wondering whether this conversation should continue. He looked at Lin Xinhao, who was a little lost and depressed, sympathetically, and his heart was full of unbearability and sympathy. The contact with Lin Xinhao is not once or twice, with his understanding of Lin Xinhao, he is definitely not the kind of traitor. Take 10,000 steps back, even if it is, even if it is ......

Because he was too negative and pessimistic, he didn't dare to think about it, and he couldn't bear to think about it. He looked at Lin Xinhao's gaze from sympathy to complex, could it be that he was once so amazing and brilliant that he was even jealous of the heavens? Slowly, Lin Xinhao's body began to pervade an invisible qi, which made people feel uneasy, made people feel nervous, and made people avoid it...... Lin Xinhao, who was lost and depressed, began to become distorted, revealing the hideousness of his bones to cut his teeth, he was unwilling, he was really unwilling. When he didn't do anything harmful, why did he treat me like this, why?! In his eyes, the bloodshot spread rapidly towards the pupils at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the picture was strange and terrifying.

Even Deacon Cui obviously felt a trace of discomfort, and this also made him feel a warning in his heart. So he nervously thought about whether it could be true...... Thinking of this, he put his slightly aged hand on the armrest, with loose skin, and couldn't help but exert a slight force. There was a cold light surging in his eyes. He felt that if it was really what he thought, Lin Xinhao would not be able to stay...... He had already moved to kill Lin Xinhao.

But after thinking about it, he couldn't help but feel a little more confused in his heart, if it was really what he thought, then what was the relationship between him and Senior Brother Chen? Deacon Cui became more and more confused......

The hand holding the armrest relaxed little by little, but Deacon Cui's clear finger marks were left on the armrest. He tried very hard to make himself raw, but the voice was a little hoarse for some reason.

"You don't have to think too much about it, just let it be. Despite his complicated expression, Deacon Cui comforted him, feeling that he must not jump to such a hasty conclusion, which is likely to involve an earth-shattering past...... Thinking of this, his gaze at Lin Xinhao changed slightly. Lin Xinhao raised his head, his bewitching eyes revealing a cold emotion that convinces people's hearts.

"Let it be?" Lin Xinhao sneered, his tone revealing a tyrannical emotion, "Am I going to sit still?" His face was slightly distorted, and his emotions began to become agitated. He suddenly roared: "Why?" Lin Xinhao stood up from the chair again, put his hands in his hair, and began to pace around the room.

Suddenly, he put down his hands that were inserted into his hair, turned around sharply and glared at Deacon Cui and asked, "You know what I am carrying, you told me to give up?!" Deacon Cui was stunned for a moment, this tone and this expression...... Let him mistakenly think that he is facing a strong man, a strong man who can be a teacher. At this moment, Lin Xinhao's heart suddenly shook, his posture and the stunned Deacon Cui made him nervous, and he couldn't help but feel worried in his heart.

Thinking about his previous boldness, Lin Xinhao was shocked in a cold sweat. So he stiffened his expression and squeezed out an ugly smile, yes, squeezed out, because this smile was more ugly than crying. But in Deacon Cui's eyes, there is another interpretation, especially with his crazy red eyes.

"Damn, boy, what do you want to do to the old man?" Deacon Cui, who came back to his senses, slapped the armrest, and he burst into foul language, and he blew his beard and stared at Lin Xinhao. In fact, he was also a little annoyed and angry, such an old age and such a high cultivation, he actually inexplicably shocked a yellow-mouthed child, if this is spread out, where will you let his old face go in the future...... He borrowed the slope to get off the donkey.

Lin Xinhao is really about to cry, what is the heart saying to you, I'm tired of me?" "Where are you old, can't you see that I'm laughing?" Deacon Cui looked away and coughed dryly, then said calmly: "So that's the case." He really didn't want to lose his majesty and solemnity in front of a disciple.