Although I don't know who taught Chenhong the idea of joining if he can't beat it, Xia Wei thinks that the teaching is really good.

He originally wanted to refuse, but Chenhong gave too much, and the place where he lived said he didn't want it, so he gave it to Xia Wei directly.

"Okay, it's late enough today, goodbye, master," Chenhong waved his hand and left the mansion, he had already learned a lot of skills from Xia Wei today.

And Xia Wei was also very happy, because he said back what Chenhong had said to him before, and his revenge was successful.

Look, isn't that a win-win?

You worshipped a master, I took in an apprentice, and I was angry with you, you are happy and I am happy, we all have a bright future.

"Anyway, I'm still curious about what's delicious here," Xia Wei looked at the dishes served by the guards, and the dishes still looked pretty good.

"Please dine," the waitress left the restaurant after handing over the food, leaving Xia Wei and his party to eat.

"emmm, why do you feel like it looks weird," Xia Wei picked up a piece of meat and looked at the dish, his face a little strange.

It didn't look like it was cooked with oil, Xia Wei just tasted it and spit out the food in his mouth, the taste was really strange.

Shenhe ate it calmly, but Xinhai had a bitter face, she couldn't eat the food here, the taste was too strange.

"And the wine," Shenhe poured out the wine in the jug, and Xia Wei looked at the hundred-year-old wine in front of him, with a puzzled expression on his face.

He seemed to know why Chenhong said that it was a hundred years old, this is indeed a hundred years, I am afraid that after the White Night Kingdom became Yuanxia Palace, the wine will be stored in which tower.

But how does that tower look so similar?

Xia Wei turned his head to look at the mansion, which seemed to be exactly the same as the mansion, and he finally realized that something was wrong.

"So, why did Dusty Red take us to the White Night Country a hundred years ago?" Xia Wei was lying on the bed thinking, he really couldn't think of a more reasonable explanation.

If Dusty Red really asked for them, so now he sent them to the White Night Country in the past, so according to the time paradox, is the past with the three of them history?

But if it is the correct history that Dusty Red sent them over, will the future Dusty Red survive with his help and finally complete his full life.

is not just as the first swordsman of the White Night Country, after walking out of the White Night Country, he has seen a broader world.

Xia Wei's mind was messed up into a pulp lake, and he always felt that the shortcomings were connected together, but he couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't understand it at all, why Dust Red would know that the mirror that crossed the inner world was in the narrow street.

"Are you distressed?" Shenhe sat behind Xia Wei, rubbed Xia Wei's temples with his hands, and rested his head on top of his head.

"Yes, there are some things that I can't figure out," Xia Wei sighed and hugged Shenhe in his arms, Shenhe blinked his eyes and looked at Xia Wei with a smile.

"Don't do it recently, if you get pregnant, it will be very distressing." Shenhe rubbed Xia You's hair lightly and said softly.

Xia Wei also knew that it was not suitable to do these things now, so he could only think of the next day's day from night.

Xinhai knocked on the door of the two people, and it was Shenhe who opened the door, Xia Wei had just fallen asleep.

"I haven't gotten up yet, why is this guy like a lazy pig," Xinhai looked at Shenhe, compared his figure with his hand, and then waited at the door in frustration.

"Well, he thought about it for a long time last night, but he couldn't think of the key to it, so he's still resting." Shenhe said calmly,

"Looks like breakfast isn't bad," Kokomi and Shenhe sat down at the table and began to enjoy breakfast, it seemed that there were many plants that could not be grown because of the fact that the White Night Country was underground.

But when the light of the Great Sun begins to shine, you should be able to plant those plants.

"If there's anything he doesn't understand, he can tell us," Xinhai picked up a side dish and drank it with porridge.

"I think we shouldn't be able to understand what Xia Wei is thinking, and he also has something to hide from us," Shen He was a little sullen.

"Morning, two masters, is the master up?" Dusty Red came early in the morning, and only came up to say hello when she saw Shenhe and Xinhai.

"Not yet, he has a lot of things he hasn't thought through," Shenhe shook his head, and Chenhong suddenly felt a little regretful.

"Morning," Xia Wei yawned and ran out of the room, resting for a while and feeling much more flexible.

"Oh, Master, please continue to teach me new moves," Dusty Hong stood up and sat down after Xia Wei sat down.

"Okay, practice in the morning, how about you take us for a walk around the White Night Country in the afternoon," Xia Wei ate the porridge fed by Shenhe, and felt a warm current swimming in his body.

Xinhai poked the porridge a little sullenly, as if this bowl of porridge had offended her.

"Ah, okay, although our White Night Country is not as colorful as the outside world, there are also a lot of interesting things," Dusty Red responded.

The next time was spent in the sparring between the two of them, Chenhong was tired and lay on the ground, and Xia Wei took a sip of tea with a calm face.

"Master, how did you practice so strongly, it's the first time I've seen a strong person like you," Dusty Hong lay on the ground for a while before sitting up.

"Well, you can do it in the future," Xia Wei said to him when he thought that the dust red in the Yuanxia Palace could temporarily suppress the void.

"Is it because of this? I see that you and Shi Niang have both," Chenhong pointed to the Vision of God on Xia Wei's waist, he and Shenhe both had a Vision of God.

"Huh? This does bring us convenience, but my strength is not all from this thing," Xia Wei nodded.

The Vision is indeed a convenient thing, but for him, his power comes from itself, and the Vision is just a medium for storing elemental power.

His ability is 'copying', which comes from the Eye of the Ancient Ancients, not his own Vision, and many times the moves he uses are copied on the spot.

It was enough to deal with most of the scenes before, but he also found his own shortcomings when facing the sky and the dust red.

That is, even though he copied the strength and ability of the other party, the way he used it made the strength of the two people different.

He finally figured out why Dusty Red used the same strength as him, his own strength could not hurt Dusty Red, but Dusty Red could pierce his own shield.

Because Dust Red uses sharper thorns to break the surface, while he uses crackers, which is more used to suppress the other party.

What I lost was not my ability, but the use of my ability, probably because I was too smooth, so I never thought about it.