"In other words, Tang San knows your identity?"

After eating a bowl of noodles cleanly, Lin Chaoci put down the bowl and wiped his mouth, listened to Xiao Wu's narration, and finally concluded like this.

Xiao Wu nodded repeatedly.

Luckily, she knew where it was.

When he spoke, he also said it in a low voice.

"And he said, I shouldn't exist?"

Lin Chao added slowly.

Xiao Wu silently raised his hand on the side: "He also slandered me, saying that I slept in the same bed as him, and then he also combed my hair, and even mentioned the name of Da Ming Erming, that is, my two friends in the Star Dou Great Forest, and they can be regarded as my two younger brothers!" ”

Lin Chaoci looked curious: "So how old are you?" ”

Xiao Wu's white and tender little face suddenly wrinkled, and she patted Lin Chaoci's arm angrily: "Don't make trouble, I'm talking to you about business!" ”

No matter what time it is, age is a question that cannot be asked for girls, and if you have to get to the bottom of it, it is forever eighteen years old.

However, Xiao Wu didn't really live for 100,000 years.

100,000 years is just a cultivation.

But after living for hundreds of years, there should still be.

The world is different from the world.

Nature, species and species are also different.

Talking about science in a fantasy world is equivalent to talking about fantasy in a scientific world, both of which are equally inconceivable and inexplicable.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for Xiao Wu to be without brothers and sisters.

But for Tang San's ability to "predict the unknown......

"I'm suddenly getting a little interested."

Tapping on the table and staring at the clock in the cafeteria, Lin Chaoci added with interest: "In addition, I also have some guesses. ”

"What speculation?"

Xiao Wu was very excited on the side.

Subsequently, Lin Chaoci poured a bucket of cold water:

"It's speculation about a kind of legend."

"Maybe you've heard it, maybe you haven't."

"The name of this legend is called Hundred-level Becoming a God!"

"It's older than the legend of becoming a Title Douluo!"

Xiao Wu was stunned for a moment.

His lips trembled for a long time before he asked in a low voice, "Then what should we do now?" ”

"What should I do?"

Lin Chaoci smiled and repeated the question again.

Then, stand up.

With his hands in his pockets, he sneered.

"It's nothing more than a gamble!"

"If they think they can kill me, stop or ignore my revenge, they don't need to communicate with me at all, and they can attack me!"

"Otherwise, get out of here!"

"If they don't understand the first-come-first-served rule, I can teach them a hard time, provided that I can live until then!"

"If you want to grab food, you can try it!"

With that, Lin Chaoci walked towards the door.

Xiao Wu hurriedly followed, although she was still a little unsteady in her heart, especially when Lin Chaoci gave her such a cruel answer, but at the moment, except for Lin Chaoci who could bring her a sense of security, no one else could help her!

You can only see it when you go to the end!

But......

"Why can't it be Title Douluo?"

On the way back, Xiao Wu asked curiously.

Facing the wind and snow, Lin Chaoci slowly shook his head:

"Title Douluo?"

"They don't have to use this kind of tactics yet!"

"You think you're well disguised?"

"Actually, if I'm not mistaken, Tang San's father, Tang Hao, is the Haotian Douluo who smashed to death the Pope of the Martial Spirit Hall in the past!"

"Innate soul power, blue silver grass martial soul ......"

"This reminds me of the reason for that incident - Haotian Douluo's wife is a 100,000-year-old shape-shifting soul beast, and the race should be the Blue Silver Grass clan, and in order to save Haotian Douluo, he voluntarily sacrificed to Haotian Douluo."

"So, you think you're safe?"

"Actually, you've been exposed a long time ago!"

"If it weren't for the fact that I wasn't sure if Tang Hao was staring at me until now, on the first day of school, I would have taken revenge on Tang San!"

"A gentleman's revenge, ten years is not too late!"

"But the sooner the better!"

"Ten years is not too late, all we seek is development time!"

"Now, do you understand?"

Walking downstairs to the dormitory, Lin Chaoci asked Xiao Wu rhetorically.

Xiao Wu opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say.

Tang San's father turned out to be Tang Hao?

She had heard Tang San say it before.

But in Tang San's mouth, it was just a blacksmith.

Who would have thought that this blacksmith was Haotian Douluo?

Although the theoretical analysis is correct, the martial soul of the soft bone rabbit does not have innate soul power, and the blue silver grass that can only be used as food by the soft bone rabbit is even more unlikely to be innate full soul power, but it can analyze the results from the clues and make it self-justifying......

"What did you grow up eating?"

Xiao Wu looked at Lin Chaoci with strange eyes: "Your brain is a little too good, right?" ”

Lin Chaoci touched his chin and pondered slightly.

Then, he asked uncertainly: "Maybe you grew up eating spicy rabbit meat?" ”

"You're still here!"

"You've eaten spicy rabbit meat in front of me?"

"Don't fool me here!"

Xiao Wuqi stomped his feet.

Lin Chaoci smiled freely: "Anyway, you will survive no matter what, it's just that you live under whom, in fact, this is enough!" ”

After that, Lin Chaoci pushed the door in.

Xiao Wu was shocked by these words.

After a long time, he smiled slightly.

"That's it!"

"Am I the kind of person who is not righteous?"

"You dare to gamble your life, I don't dare to give up my life!"

"It's just ......"

"If we really want to die today, it's a pity that we can't hear you say a soft word to me, and I'm afraid I'm unwilling to die!"

Laughing at herself, Xiao Wu also pushed the door open.

Behind the door is a hallway.

At the end of this corridor is the Seven Houses, soaked in darkness.

The staircase to the second floor is also here, and the second and third floors on the staircase are the dormitories for the faculty, and further up, there are the dormitories for the dean and vice dean.

Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy is relatively poor.

But this "poor" is relative.

Such a quaint building, with the well-manicured lawn of the academy, and the canteen with a chef on duty 24 hours a day, is a paradise in the eyes of the common people.

Even before Lin Chaoci crossed over, it was not something that could be easily acquired by finding a small school, and the environment of the general middle school was not as good as that of this Soul Master Academy.

Walking into the seven houses, Xiao Wu found that the atmosphere in the seven houses was very heavy.

However, the expected conflict did not break out.

Lin Chaoci lay on his bed unharmed, touching the hair of the puppy named "Punishment Star", not caring about Tang San at all.

Tang San's side was the same.

It's just that today's Tang San is more abnormal, he lay on the bed early, covered with a quilt, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

In fact, Tang San was indeed asleep.

It's not a good feeling to be isolated.

Prolonged isolation is a kind of cold violence.

First he was scolded by Xiao Wu, and then he couldn't get the persuasion of the rest of the students, as well as the sense of confusion between dreams and reality, Tang San went to bed early, which was indeed a very normal choice.

But here's the difference......

"But no one stipulates that evidence must be obtained from the parties!"

The lights were turned off, and Lin Chaoci raised his pen.

The brush fell in mid-air, and a line of handwriting was left in the air—on Tang San's body, were there any traces of the existence of divine thoughts recently?

"Yes."

In the dark, Lin Chaoci got this answer.

The soul power in his body suddenly disappeared by a quarter.

Lin Chaoci raised his pen again - who is the source of this divine thought?

"Rakshasa God."

An answer was sent back again.

Lin Chaoci lowered his eyes slightly.

The soul power in the body has been consumed by about half.

But it also supports him to ask one last question.

For example......

What deal did the Rakshasa God and the Shura God make?

In Lin Chaoci's body, the eleventh-level soul power was decreasing at a rapid rate, and in just one second, the remaining soul power had already bottomed out.

It's just that there is no krypton life yet.

And the answer has been obtained.

"Shura wants to use me as a whetstone?"

"Rakshasa is angry with Shura?"

In the deep dark night, Lin Chaoci put away his martial spirit.

Pull on the quilt and close your eyes.

In the bottom of my heart, a voice quietly emerged:

"God is not God, man is not man!"

"Use me as a whetstone, you are also worthy of the god Shura?"

"It seems that he is training Tang San, tempering me by the way, and then picking out the winner from the two of us, but in fact, he is not a Gu cultivator watching the duel between the two Gus, high up?"

"Even if it's an ant, you shouldn't be bullied!"

"Such a god, I don't want to give me a godship!"

"Such a god, as a human being, should be punished!"