Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading

Looking at Song Wuji, who was only half the height of an adult and hadn't even changed his voice, all the respected scholars fell silent.

Say one thousand, say ten thousand, this is still a child!

Who will go down and fight him?

If you win the fight, you are bullying the child!

If you lose the fight, you can't even win the fight with your children!

The heart of Confucianism is black, and the Taoism is hot.

Bamboo Forest Martial Arts, black-hearted!

What's more, everyone has heard about this kid's combat prowess.

The Mantian Luhutu tribe is a large tribe of 100,000 people, led by this boy.

Chen Ping pointed to the backyard, and Chen Luo hurriedly rushed towards the backyard.

Entering Chen Xuan's yard, the yard was pitch black, and he didn't see that bluffing little ring, Chen Ping's heart ached. Suddenly there was a painful humming sound from Chen Xuan's bedroom, it was Chen Xuan's voice.

With red eyes, Chen Luo suddenly kicked open the door and rushed in.

Although there was no light in the room, but the bright moonlight came in through the window, Chen Luo froze for a moment, and turned around quickly.

At this time, Chen Xuan immediately took a piece of clothing from the side, covering Linglong's body, standing behind the bathtub, slightly bowed, a little dodging, but her tone was sharp: "Who?" Chen Luo felt guilty. Said: "It's me!"

Chen Luo obviously heard a voice of relief coming from behind, and then Chen Xuan's tone was much gentler: "Why did you come in?"

"I was assassinated on the street. I was worried that something would happen to you, so I came to see you." Chen Luo quickly explained. "You were assassinated?" Chen Xuan's voice suddenly increased, followed by a rustling sound, soon Chen Xuan walked up to Chen Luo wearing a coat, and touched Chen Luo's body with concern Touch, "How is it? Is there any injury?"

"No!" At this time, Chen Luo smelled the fragrance from Chen Xuan's body, and took a step back, "Where is Xiaohuan?"

"The girl is not feeling well. I let her lie down in my room." Following Chen Xuan, she said, "Don't ask too much about the girl's family."

Chen Luo nodded, his eyes fell on Chen Xuan, and thinking of the scene just now, his face flushed instantly, fortunately Chen Xuan was blind and couldn't see.

Chen Luo asked again, "Then what did you shout before? I thought you were in danger."

"I accidentally kicked the tub and yelled in pain. Who knew you were outside the door. Don't be so reckless next time!"

"Hmm..." Chen Luo didn't know what to say anymore. At this moment, Ji Zhong's

The voice reached Chen Luo's ears like the sounds of nature.

Ji Zhong: "My lord, Wei Daru is still waiting for you in the central hall!"

"Here we come..." Chen Luo said to Chen Xuan as he was pardoned, and quickly ran out. Hearing Chen Luo's footsteps gradually going away, Chen Xuan frowned slowly, as if thinking about something important

"Boy, this is called the air of death." Wei Yan stretched out his palm. At this time, the scar on Wei Yan's palm had healed by half, but there was still a wound the size of a grain of rice. The arrogance and righteousness of each other are entangled with each other and refuse to retreat.

"This kind of attack is supposed to only exist in the underworld, but I didn't expect it to appear in the human world. Tell me, who do you think is behind the scenes?"

Chen Luo looked at Wei Yan's wound with a serious face, and said, "This junior doesn't know the other party's true identity either. We can only lock the approximate area by deduction."

"The younger generation is just a wealthy family in Wan'an County. How can they offend someone who can hurt a great Confucian? After thinking about it, there are only two families who have such ability and have hatred for me."

"First, it's the Winged Tiger Clan behind the Tiger Demon. The one who assassinated me was the Great Blood Refining Demon, and they are undoubtedly the most suspected."

"Secondly, it is the mysterious force that used Wenxin to trade with the tiger demon. They can get the nameless Wenxin without telling the court, and they must have the means to reach the sky."

"But no matter which side it is, I think their goal should be to **** back that immortal literary heart. It's just that the juniors don't understand. Didn't today's assassination expose their whereabouts?"

Wei Yan smiled softly: "Killing you is just a pretext. Their real purpose is to attract colleagues, and then lure me to take action, and investigate the reality of Wan'an County."

"Shock the grass to startle the snake!" Chen Luo suddenly realized.

Wei Yan stretched out his hand and pinched Chen Luo's face: "Boy, who do you say is a snake?"

"pain.…."

"Girl, Ma San is dead. Chen Luo was guarded by Confucian disciples, and his subordinates failed. While Wei Yan was talking with Chen Luo, in an ordinary house in Wan'an County, an old woman with an old face He bowed and said to a figure wrapped in a black robe.

"It's okay!" A clear female voice came out from the black robe, "It's just an extra. Rong Nam

Mom, can you find out how many great Confucian scholars have been sent by Wenchang Pavilion? "

Nanny Rong replied: "When Wei Yan made a move, I sensed that there was a great Confucian in the east of the city.

The breath is drawn but not sent out. "

"Is it another one-light and one-dark trick? It's expected."

Mother Rong said indignantly: "It's all about the Yihu clan's failure to succeed and failure, otherwise, why would we need the labor girl to go there in person?"

The black figure stretched her waist, and the wide black robe couldn't cover her exquisite figure. She chuckled lightly: "I would like to thank them, otherwise I wouldn't have the opportunity to come out to breathe. But I think Master will not spare them lightly."

Nanny Rong nodded: "What the girl said is true."

"Thank you, Madam Rong, to prepare well. It will be Master's birthday in two days. I plan to use the Wenxin I took back as a gift for Master's birthday."

Nanny Rong gave a standard blessing: "I understand, I will not let the girl down." Then she left the room.

The figure in the black robe stood up and sighed softly: "I'm suffocating." Then he put down the hood of the black robe, and his black hair hung down, but there was still a half-covered mask on his face.

"If we get Wenxin back, Master will be happy..." The black-robed woman thought to herself, and took off the mask again. In an instant, a charming face that was both angry and happy appeared in the bronze mirror of the dressing table.

"My lord, what shall we do next?" After sending Wei Yan away, it was inconvenient for Chen Luo to go out again, but it was still early and he really couldn't sleep. Looking at Ji Zhong's expectant eyes, he sighed: "Go write a book."

"Master Shengming." Ji Zhong was full of joy, "How many chapters do you plan to add today, Master?"

After getting acquainted with Chen Luo, Ji Zhong also learned some new vocabulary.

"Work hard, let's finish writing today." Chen Luo said, not to satisfy Ji Zhong, but mainly because this assassination reminded Chen Luo that he still had to finish writing "Swordsman" first, and see if it was a good one. What kind of book spirit may improve one's self-protection ability.

"Even if it's Dongfang Bubai or Yue Buqun, I'll recognize it. But be sure, don't be Lin Pingzhi's weakling!"