Weng Ran stood in place for a long time, friend? She only had one friend, and at that time she still had A-Niang and Hua'er by her side.

Her name is Ban Lingding, and she is an orphan picked up by Mr. Xuetang on the road, Mr. Xuetang is nearly fifty years old, and he has no children under his knees, and the baby in the swaddling clothes is cute and tight, and very pitiful.

Mr. Xuetang treats her like his own child, and the two compare, one is like a little beggar and the other is like a little miss.

But she never disliked her tattered clothes and old clothes, but taught herself to read and write, and she held her hands that were often a little dirty because she always worked, held small branches, and wrote on the sandy ground one by one.

And the child is evil by nature, and takes playing tricks on people as fun, always bullying her for her infirmity, saying that she is a wild child, and every time she is called to meet, there is always a vicious fight of punches and kicks, and every time she ends with a full fist, she promises to protect her for the rest of her life.

Later, she stood behind the crowd with red eyes, waved herself, and she resolutely turned around.

Two years later, he left the Liu family and went back with Hua'er, but the village in his memory was long gone, and after inquiry, there was a flood, and many villagers died, and those who were alive went their separate ways.

In this life, apart from her, I have no friends, and I am afraid that I will have negative promises again.

"What's wrong?" asked Gu Qingcheng, who came back, with concern.

"If she comes to me in the future, if I'm not there, can you help her for me?"

"Why aren't you here?"

"Is that okay?"

The two grasped different points and looked at each other until Gu Qingcheng nodded: "Yes." ”

"Thank you, brother. ”

"Master has left these books of cultivation methods for you to choose. Gu Qing swept his hand, and three books had already appeared on the stone table, Weng Ran glanced at it, and then refused: "I already have a suitable cultivation method, and when the master comes back, I will explain it to the master." ”

Her supreme mind does not need to deliberately meditate and cultivate and absorb aura, but it no longer operates all the time, absorbs aura, and is transformed by spiritual sources, and there will be no better mental method in this world.

"That's good. Gu Qingcheng put away the three mental methods.

"This is a gift from Master to you. A body of light armor, suspended between the two: "A first-grade defensive treasure clothes, and there is still room for upgrading, as long as your cultivation continues to rise, the essence and blood of the treasure clothes will become stronger and stronger, and the grade of the treasure clothes will be higher." ”

Weng Ran looked at the delicate light armor, this is a good thing, he did not hesitate to point the essence blood, the light armor flickered, and it was already worn on her body, as if it was tailor-made for her, and every place was so suitable.

The light armor gradually faded, and Weng Ran moved twice, very good, and he didn't feel it at all.

A piece of knife appeared in his hand, stabbing it to his chest, and the startled Gu Qingcheng hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop it, and the knife stopped in front of Weng Ran's chest, and the blood was dripping down.

Weng Ran looked at the hand holding the blade in shock, Gu Qingcheng let go of his hand with some embarrassment, but his expression also relaxed, and he put the injured hand behind his back: "I forgot, you put on the treasure clothes, I'm really sorry, I stained your clothes." ”

His expression was a little cramped, and he kept staring at the hem of his blood-stained clothes: "I'll compensate you for one set, two sets." ”

"I, I, I'm going to Wanshuge. ”

Weng Ran turned around in a panic and ran towards the bottom of the mountain, cutting off the green leaves on the side of the road with a knife in her hand, the blood stained the delicate flowers, she slipped from the steps, and the person swayed and fell out of the distance, holding on to the mountain wall and standing firmly, only to feel that the mountain wind was whistling through her heart.

Behind him, Gu Qingcheng's voice sounded: "Put away the knife and go out again." ”

Weng Ran raised his right hand holding the knife in a daze, the blood on it was dazzling, he reached out and touched it carefully, only to feel the pain of the hot and stabbing person, took out the handkerchief and wiped the knife body clean, put it away, and put it away, along with the handkerchief.

Some of the lost souls went out of the mountain gate, and when they came to Wanshuge, they finally came back to their senses.

Although he came here to take revenge, the pace of progress does not have to be delayed, and the lord of the dignified peak is not something that he can solve in a while.

After coming to Wanshuge, he went straight to the fifth layer, there are really a lot of people, Weng Ran is very interested in formations and the like, and he is also involved in formations and spells, but basically he can't even talk about Xiaocheng.

Sword technique, sword technique, this kind of realm has reached a certain point in Weng Ran's view, but it is the same way, but the formation, spells and the like are different, it is another magical world entirely.

After walking around the bookshelf of the formation several times, I finally selected a book called "Formation Technique." ”

After taking the book, I chose an inconspicuous corner and sat down, and began to read, starting with the very common sentence, everything in the world can be arranged, and then people are also in it, and people have been arranged, unpredictable.

The more Weng Ran looked at it, the more she felt that this was not a formation technique, this was a scheming of the palace, but she also saw it more and more interestingly.

It wasn't until there was a snoring sound around her that she came back to her senses, turned her head to look, and a big head had been smashed over, fortunately she hid quickly, otherwise she would have become a pillow, but because of this, the big head hit the chair, and the one that knocked was called a real, Weng Ran rubbed his head unconsciously.

The man woke up with a scream, rubbed his head and looked around.

Weng Ran was already sitting in front of him, looking like she didn't know anything, thinking to herself that this person was not the one who slept on the first floor before, why did he sleep here again.

Re-put into the hand of the book, the human body, pull a hair and move the whole body, with itself as a formation, can be a weapon or a shield.

Instrument, how to hurt the enemy without hurting yourself.

The shield, with what defense and how to counteract.

Weng Ran couldn't help but think about it, if he has been a weapon, it is really difficult to hurt the enemy without hurting himself, his own weapon is to attack by surprise, often the enemy has a touch is the best time to trigger, I can't help frowning, if the left hand is my weapon, under the touch of the enemy, the spell is triggered, and the left hand will bear the brunt, then in this case, it is necessary to trigger the spell of the shield immediately after triggering the spell of "device", so as to have the opportunity to protect yourself.

It's just that it's a lot harder to be precise and xenophobic.

If I set up a blasting formation on my left hand, and the method of attraction is touch, no, even if I trigger the shield spell accurately enough to trigger the shield spell in the first place, I can't change the fact that my left hand has been blown off.

Weng Ran's brows became tighter and tighter, and his head became lower and lower.

can only hang the spell on his left hand, barely having a chance to protect.

No, if the law of attraction is not touching, if it is the law of triggering, it is the law of protection, or if the power of blasting is the law of protection.

Weng Ran slammed his head on the table depressedly, causing a soft snort, and when she raised her eyes, a man was staring straight at her with a ring ruler in his hand.

Weng Ran immediately sat down, read the book obediently, and no longer made any sound.