Chapter Ninety-Eight: Mr. Zhang

Qing Qishu stopped in front of this divine dragon wood: "It's here." ”

With that, he prepared to turn and leave.

Jiang Wang stopped: "Why don't you come up and sit?"

Although after knowing the soul breeding, it is very awkward to look at the fruit house again. But after Qing Qishu talked about the danger, Jiang Wang quickly overcame this little "awkwardness". ”

Compared to the safety of life, a little awkwardness is not worth mentioning.

But in fact, the main reason is that this fruit house looks so special that it is impossible for him to live in it unguarded. Pulling the green seven trees up with him is also a temptation.

No matter how reliable these "Holy Clans" in the Land of the Divine Shade seemed, after all, it was the first day they met. The heart of defense is indispensable.

Qing Qishu looked at Jiang Wang vigilantly: "What do you want to do?"

“...... I have some questions for you. ”

Jiang Wang was very embarrassed.

In fact, for the judgment of danger, it may be more accurate and reliable to leave it to Jiang Wei.

The knowledge obtained from the White Bone Evil God gave Jiang Wei a broader vision.

But Jiang Wang knew very well that Jiang Wei was just a passerby in his body, and he must not rely on Jiang Wei.

Even if Jiang Wei is really the so-called "other self".

The other self is not oneself after all.

"Why are you asking so many questions, and you still want to live in the Land of Divine Shade for a long time?" Qing Qishu said, his eyes fierce: "Do you have a crush on Qinghua?"

This person's thinking is really jumping, and the angle of thinking about problems is also different from ordinary people.

Jiang Wang said helplessly: "I really don't have any thoughts about your holy daughter. ”

"Really?"

"Seriously!"

"Impossible! I've seen such a perfect girl as Qinghua, it's impossible not to fall in love with her!" Qingqishu categorically denied, "unless ......"

"Unless?"

"Unless you don't like women......" Qing Qishu said, taking a step back.

For a moment, Jiang Wang didn't want to say anything anymore, and he couldn't wait to pull out his sword and stab this guy on the spot.

In the end, he suppressed his temper and said seriously: "My family, friends, and even enemies are not here. For the Senhaiyuan Realm, I'm just passing by in a hurry. If I were a dragon god messenger, I would have the same fate with you this time. If tomorrow it is certain that I am not the messenger of the dragon god, my fate with the land of your divine shadow will only end tonight. You say, how could I fall in love with someone here?"

Probably did feel Jiang Wang's seriousness, Qing Qishu pondered for a while, and suddenly asked: "Where are you in that place, facing the Qi country, do you have a good relationship in the Qi country?"

"Huh?" Jiang Wang was stunned.

This person, the body reaction is so slow, and the angle of thinking about the problem is so elegant, it is really a bit difficult to keep up.

Qing Qishu said sourly: "You look like such a dog, there must be some." ”

Jiang Wang couldn't judge whether this was praise or depreciation for a while, touched his nose, and let out a vague "ah".

"Then you can teach me. Qingqishu lit up with expectant eyes: "How do you make Qinghua fall in love with me?"

Jiang Wang was already completely confused.

This person, the clan encountered a crisis, his friend died in hunting, and he almost "atoned for" through soul breeding. Even if there is no soul cultivation, if Jiang Wang and the others have verified that they are not dragon god messengers tomorrow, then he will continue to participate in the hunting, judging from the strength he has shown so far, it is foreseeable that he will still die in the hands of Qing Jiuye next time.

On the eve of such a crisis, what he was thinking about was, "How can I make Qinghua fall in love with me?"

What Jiang Wang didn't understand the most was - he actually asked me?

"It's a long question. Jiang Wang took a deep breath: "Let's go up and sit down and talk slowly?"

"Okay!" Qing Qishu was very decisive at this time.

The semi-circular fruit house hung from the branches of the dragon tree, and the whole tree had only one fruit, but it was not huge.

There is also a rattan ladder naturally, and the two of them jumped up lightly.

With the green seven trees accompanying him, Jiang Wang didn't have to worry too much about what was wrong with the fruit house.

There are two rooms in this fruit house, which is very simple. Judging from the layout, the outer room should be the living room, and the inner room is the bedroom.

As soon as he walked into this fruit house, Jiang Wang had a completely different feeling.

In the priest's square fruit house before, he felt sacred, solemn, and at the same time a kind of oppression.

And in this semi-circular fruit house, he felt a sense of physical and mental comfort. There was a subtle aura that slowly moisturized his body.

"This is a naturally generated dragon wood, and it will not repel outsiders. ”

Qing Qishu didn't remember to introduce it until this time: "Those who bear square fruits are all soul cultivation and growth...... The Heroic Spirits of the Holy Race will repel outsiders and will keep you from resting. ”

It turns out that the dragon wood that bears square fruits is all obtained from soul cultivation.

The reason why the Divine Dragon Wood where Jiang Wang lives is different is precisely because it is naturally generated.

His vigilance seems to be a bit of a villain's heart.

Jiang Wang was a little ashamed, but if he came again, in a strange place, he would still not lose this vigilance.

But then again, if Qing Qishu remembered the introduction in the morning, his reaction would not be so slow, and Jiang Wang would not have been suspicious.

"I don't think there are many round dragon trees?" Jiang Wang asked.

In fact, from the time he entered the land of divine shade to the present, he has also seen the current one, and if you add the fruit house where Wu Quji and Su Qi lived, there would be three naturally generated divine dragon trees.

"Yes, it's getting harder and harder for the dragon wood to survive when it grows naturally. Qing Qishu sighed, and for a moment, he looked worried and melancholy.

But he quickly cheered up again: "I'll talk about these things later, you teach me first." I haven't had a relationship with anyone yet. ”

Jiang Wang: ......

It seems impossible to divert the topic. I thought that this second fool would be easy to get dizzy, but he obviously has an unusually persistent pursuit of "getting along", especially when he wants to get along with Qinghua.

"Well, you're going to please a girl. Jiang Wang coughed lightly and began to talk nonsense: "First of all, you have to ...... Secondly, you need to...... In the end, we have to ...... Let's analyze Qinghua again, look at her ......."

"Uh-huh. Qing Qishu listened attentively and nodded again and again.

......

The night passed quickly.

In particular, the kind, generous and kind "Mr. Zhang" taught the "lesson" in the middle of the night, and the studious and diligent Qingqishu students worked hard to figure out the "knowledge", and they felt that time was like an arrow.

"Learning" has never made him so happy.

I didn't sleep all night, and when I came to invite Mr. Zhang to the altar the next day, he was still in good spirits and had high morale.

Even on the way to the altar, he grabbed Mr. Zhang and asked a few "knowledge points".

And "Mr. Zhang" himself, who gave him all his money, was actually relieved when he saw the unique style of the Holy Family altar in front of him, like leaving the sea of suffering.

He almost interpreted Zhao Rucheng in all aspects, and he really had nothing to say, and there was nothing to make up.

Eighteen points to do a good job, God knows how he summed it up!

Now.

Six identical trees, lined up along a circle, are exactly the same distance between each of them.

Each tree has a branch in the middle and is entangled with each other in the center of the circle, forming a huge platform where six branches extend and entangle with each other.

The entangled textures of those branches form natural and subtle lines, bringing a mysterious and solemn atmosphere.

The wrinkled priest stood in front of the altar of the tree.

Pale hair like snow.

With a solemn expression, he greeted everyone.