Long Aotian is not happy today

"I think it's open to discussion."

"What's the point of discussing it? He admits that he likes Longyang. Isn't this hammer strong enough?"

"The original book didn't say that he was a broken sleeve."

"The original book didn't say he wasn't, so this is the self-completion of the plot world. Completion, there must be a basis—the basis must be the hint in the original text."

In order to convince 025, Hang Xiao found out all the plots related to Ning Hong in the original book and read them carefully one by one.

Perhaps because of the change in mentality, the originally seemingly boring story has now become a treasure trove of countless treasures. Hang Xiaoxiao looked at it, and his cheeks turned red unknowingly.

With a pink filter in front of his eyes, he singled out the interaction between Ning Hong and the protagonist, and read it carefully.

It was clearly written in black and white, but Hang Xiao felt that every space was full of ambiguity, and every word had a deep meaning.

He pinched his fingers and counted, touched his hands three times, hugged his waist five times, put his shoulders on ten times, and fell asleep on his feet twice...

Under the infinite reverie, the handwriting blurred in front of my eyes, turning into rising pink bubbles, gradually filling the entire line of sight.

The host's nympho appearance made 025 dumbfounded, and couldn't help but said: "Hey, palming is not touching hands, hugging is not holding waists, sleeping together in the wild does not mean falling asleep on feet."

"It doesn't matter." Hang Hour covered his face with his hands and insisted, "I said yes—don't interrupt me, I'm going to forget where I was counting."

He raised his hand and reluctantly dragged the progress bar.

However...without a cup of tea, I finished watching the relevant clips.

When pulling the system interface to the end, looking at the blank space at the bottom, Hang Xiao said in disbelief: "What about the back, is this gone?"

025 shook his head and said, "There are quite a few of these. Look at the other villains, which one has a story longer than ten pages?"

Hang hour nodded in disappointment.

He put away the system interface, looked up at the direction Ning Hong left, faced the mottled shadow of the tree, stared at it for a long time, and said to himself: "Teacher 025, just now I seem to... missed an excellent opportunity. "

Alas, Ning Hong was clearly interested in him just now.

Why did you retreat all of a sudden?

"Don't worry, Xiao." 025 leaned on his shoulder and said softly, "This is a meeting outside of the plot, and you still have many opportunities to really deal with him. Instead of regretting these things, you should think about how to advance the following plot , such as... the second round of testing?"

"Yup!"

Hang Xiao suddenly raised his head, his eyes were shining brightly, and he said happily: "If you miss the opportunity, let's create a new one!"

As soon as this idea took root in his mind, it immediately became a towering tree with vigorous momentum, and its luxuriant branches and leaves extended countless details.

Hang Xiao wandered back and forth in the same place, his pace became faster and faster, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

A plan gradually took shape in his heart and became perfect.

Is the specific process of stealing his physique written in the original text?

Is there a description in the original text of the specific content of the evil cultivation method?

No, not at all!

That being the case, why can't I give full play to my subjective initiative and make this specific process of supplementation...according to my own ideas?

In this way, as long as Ning Hong still wants to practice the method of success, he must treat himself...

Hey, hey, hey!

An unstoppable smirk overflowed from the corner of his mouth. With a pounding heart, Hang Xiao lowered his voice and said furtively, "The second round of tests, in what secret realm, didn't he obtain the technique of stealing physique?"

"At that time, let's secretly change the cheat book and change it to "Longyang Acacia**", and then we will be lonely and widowed..."

"Longyang Hehuan**?"

Looking at the excited host, 025 shook his head helplessly, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

It quickly called up the system list, quickly browsed around in the point exchange column, and thought: "Shi, although my temper is a little bit off, but the system is a serious system after all, and this kind of thing cannot be exchanged, so..."

Hang Shi understood in seconds, raised his hand and said, "Let's make it up ourselves!"

"Smart." 025 smiled, "I like a smart host like you the most."

Hang Shi also grinned, and said with a chuckle: "Mr. 025, I also like your disrespectful system the most."

"I am over-flattered."

"Each each other."

The tree shadows were faint, the moon was dim, and on the top of the dark mountain, one person and one system stood facing each other. They looked at each other for a moment, and suddenly burst out a series of cheerful laughter.

The laughter drifted far away, several kilometers away, the young man in the black robe who was still running at a high speed suddenly felt his back go numb, raised his hand subconsciously, and picked out his ears.

——Strange feeling, like being stared at by something?

……

Ning Hong's unexpected appearance undoubtedly added a bright touch to Hang Xiao's boring life.

With thoughts in his heart and hope in the future, Hang Xiao worked harder in playing Long Aotian.

Several days passed in the blink of an eye, and he finally bid farewell to his father, stepped into the carriage, and headed to Tianji City to rush to the long-awaited second round of tests.

Before leaving, Hang Tian stood beside the carriage, his slightly turbid eyes were faintly glowing, and the corners of his eyes were more creased.

He held Hang Shih's hand, his fingertips trembled slightly, but he said with a calm face on purpose: "After you go out, you represent the face of the Hang family. Don't embarrass me, do you hear?"

Hang Shih supported the white jade chariot, stretched his brows, and said softly, "No problem dad, my son promises not to let you down."

Seeing his warm eyebrows and eyes, Hang Tian frowned, and said: "The elder said that you are a pure yang body, and you are not allowed to get close to women until you reach the completion of your cultivation base. You have to guard the door for me. That girl Qing'er grew up Serving by your side is the most dignified and courteous, this time she will go with you, let her watch you, don't mess around outside."

Hang Hour: "???"

Dignified and courteous?

Is it a person we know?

He raised his head subconsciously, his suspicious gaze swept across the front of the carriage, and he met a pair of clear eyes full of autumn water.

The girl not far away was holding on to the saddle, she smiled shyly after meeting her eyes, and quickly lowered her head, as if she did not dare to overstep her duty.

Yep, another actor.

Hang Xiao shook his head dumbfounded.

Beside him, Hang Tian was rather satisfied, and raised his hand to stroke his beard a few times.

Immediately, he pretended to be careless, and reminded in a tone that seemed to have just come to mind: "Don't forget that boy from the Meng family."

——Father, this is what you most want to ask, right?

There was a little smile in my heart, but Hang Xiao nodded seriously, and said seriously: "I know, my son must crush him in all directions, so that the Patriarch of the Meng family can't lift his head in front of you."

"What nonsense are you kidding?"

Hang Tian frowned, glared at Hang Shih fiercely, and said loudly: "They are all neighbors, and they should be harmonious, friendly, and help each other."

"You take good care of her and don't cause trouble for me, do you hear me?"

Hang Xiao was stunned.

——Father, are you still awake?

But when he turned slightly, he caught a glimpse of another carriage on the side of the road from the corner of his eye, and saw the breeze lift up the snow curtain on the side of the carriage, and the gauze fluttered, revealing the long and thin face of the Patriarch of the Meng family.

——It was a serious iron blue, but after Hang Tian said that sentence, his frown slightly stretched, with an expression of "it should be like this" and "reluctantly".

The Patriarch of the Meng family beckoned, and called Meng Qinghe who was on the side, tilted his head slightly, pointed at the carriage where Hang Xiao was in the distance, and ordered something.

Hang Xiao suddenly understood.

The tip of his nose was slightly sour, and there was a trace of heat in his heart. He only felt that the wind in the air was much warmer, like a loving hand gently stroking his cheeks.

Sucking his nose, Hang Shih also raised his head, and said in a loud and clear voice: "No problem dad, my son will obey your orders. From today on, Meng Qinghe will be my eldest brother, and my son will definitely treat him wholeheartedly and share weal and woe!"

As soon as the words fell, he quickly buried his head again, put it close to Hang Tian's ear, and said in a voice almost whispering: "When there is something to do, we will agree with the outside world, and when there is nothing to do, my son promises to overwhelm him."

"Now that he's older, I'll call him brother. When I come back in a year, my son promises to let him chase after me and call him big brother."

Hang Tian squinted for a few seconds, then suddenly stretched out his hand, pressed down Hang Xiao's hippie smiling head, and flicked it on his forehead again.

"Not big or small." He whispered.

There is a smile on the corner of the mouth.

Holding the rein, Hang Xiao smiled slyly and blinked at Hang Tian.

The sky is clear and the city is full of spring.

The crowd in the road was densely packed, and with the long hiss of Tengyun Ma, two carriages engraved with formation symbols moved slowly, stepped on the clouds in the sky, and rode away with the wind.

Outside Huawu City, the dark green Yanyi Mountain is swaying in green, and the gentle Lingshui River is shimmering with golden light, which seems to be a silent farewell to the wanderers from the hometown.

……

All the way the grass grows and the warblers fly, it's all spring.

On the evening of the third day, the two finally approached Tianji City.

In the center of the Southern Continent is a plain with a vast area. Although Tianji City is called a city, it occupies nearly one-tenth of the area of ​​the mainland. Inside, there are mountains and rivers rolling in. The outermost city wall also seems to rise into the sky. A tall tower, full of majesty.

Teng Yunma stopped outside the city gate, and the carriage landed with a loud crash.

Outside the city gate are disciples on duty, changing shifts day and night, never neglecting.Seeing the two carriages, someone immediately stepped forward and said loudly: "Please show the pass."

Hang Xiao rubbed his sleeves for a moment, then took out the examination admission order of Xinghezong, and handed it over.

Seeing the star-studded token, the faces of the city defenders immediately warmed up.

He returned the token to Hang Shi, and said with a smile: "It turned out that I came to take the test. Pull up the car and go to the left. There is an inn under the Zongmen, which is specially for the candidates."

Hang Shi cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, brother."

"Hey, don't call it that, it's unlucky." The city guard waved his hand.

Most of them were the failures of the tests in previous years. They had no chance to join the sect to practice, but they were unwilling to leave, so they were recruited by the Galaxy Sect and arranged to work in various places.

If Hang Xiao was defeated, he would indeed call them senior brother.

But if Hang Shih joined the sect, even the lowest outer disciples would be completely different from these city guards.

The man said the words of refusal, but his face became softer, and he enthusiastically helped Hang Xiao set up a new formation on the token, and led him to arrange the chariots and horses.

Hang Xiaoshi watched his words and expressions, and kept calling "Senior Brother" sweetly all the way, making the man's cheeks flush slightly, and he kept raising his hands to touch the back of his head.

After entering the city, not far away is the inn.

Standing under the vermilion gate, Hang Xiao raised his head slightly, looking at the huge word "Xinghe" on the golden nanmu door plaque above, his pupils trembled slightly, and the corners of his lips raised.

Like many students, Ning Hong is living in this inn.

According to the original text, what follows is the historic moment when the two first met.

Taking a deep breath, Hang Xiao couldn't hide his joy, and said happily in his mind: "Teacher 025, what do you think I should do to arouse his sexual interest to the greatest extent?"

The author has something to say: 025: "Go in naked."

Author: "Restraint, jj will kill my mother, hello!"

2020.4.4 Remember the heroes, commemorate the compatriots, and wish the prosperous years, everything is well.