[Sword Three] Photosynthesis of Brother Hua

The current situation is like this.

Pei Han's back was facing the door, with a seemingly innocent smile on his face, intentionally or unintentionally blocking Wanjing's escape route, in other words, blocking the door.

Wan Jing faced Pei Han, and glanced at the door that was mostly blocked by him. He was vigilant in his heart, his face was not showing, he put a pen on his waist with one hand, and quietly took out a bag from his backpack with the other A bottle of Xiaoyao Wan.

Qian Lin pushed the door open and entered, her eyes glanced casually, noticing that Pei Han blocked a person at the door, she couldn't help frowning, and cast a warning look.

Wan Jing tried to calm down, and quietly put Xiaoyao Wan back into the backpack, but his hand was still on the pen.

"Brother Qian came just in time." Pei Han turned around pretending to be surprised, narrowed his eyes slightly, and had a silent exchange with Qian Lin where Wan Jing couldn't see, "Little brother Wan said he was very happy with Qian Lin." I have admired him for a long time, and the greatest wish in my life is to see Brother Qian's demeanor, when I heard that Brother Qian will come to this Zuihua Building, I was so excited that I couldn't help but go out to greet him."

Ah.

This made my face sore.

It's hard to believe that the magic cultivators of these years are born with the ability to open their eyes and talk nonsense.

Wan Jingyun turned his head lightly, nodded slightly to Qian Lin, and smiled slightly.

Calm down, you are not a flower now, you are now a member of the Great Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers!

Humanoid!

It's just a Qianlin, no matter how powerful or perverted he is, he can't tell that you are a flower!

After silently reciting a few words to calm himself down, Wan Jing became more and more at ease.

"Your Excellency Qianslayer, I have admired you for a long time."

The performance was simply perfect.

From the bottom of his heart, Wan Jing gave himself full marks for his calm and composed performance in the face of power before he was afraid of pressure and perverted.

The young man was already very good-looking. At this moment, there was a faint smile on his brows and eyes, like the snow water flowing slowly after the snow mountain melted. It was clear and clear. His light-colored lips and dark eyes were like ink. There is a hint of youthful sweetness in the voice, which makes people feel a little bit intoxicated.

Pei Han's eyes darkened slightly.

Small prey are really alluring.

"Brother Qian, this is Wanhua. He showed me the way on the way to Lianxing City. Otherwise, I might not know where I'm wandering now." He interrupted Wanjing's unspoken words, as if Embarrassedly smiled, and introduced Qian Lin to Wan Jing.

"Brother Wan, this is Qian Lin, the Qianslayer. You must be no stranger to him. Although the rumors are different, Pei feels that Brother Qian is very approachable, so you don't have to worry about it."

The approachable Chirin.

Oh, he seems to have heard a joke.

"Wan...Hua?" Qian Lin, who was a little depressed, suddenly stopped walking towards the house, raised his eyebrows, and looked at Wan Jing.

Wan Jing's heart skipped a beat.

People without thought, he must worry about.

Why did he choose a pseudonym that was homonymous to Dawanhuagu in a jerk of his head?

If he could be given another chance, he would be called Wanziqianhong, Wanshuiqianshan, and arrows piercing the heart, Wanhua, but he would definitely not be called Wanhua!

"Hua, Rongye, my father chose this name because he entrusted his hope that his son would become a dragon." Wan Jing's brain was spinning rapidly, fully displaying the little Chinese knowledge left at such a time of life and death.

Qian Lin looked him over from top to bottom.

"I didn't ask you why you were called that name, why are you so anxious to answer me?" He took a deep look at Wanjing, with a hint of teasing in his tone.

The brain is overworked.

Wan Jing was immediately stuck in place.

Before he restarted his brain and made up something, Qian Lin looked away as if he had lost interest, walked straight into the house, found a place at random and sat down, poured a glass of wine and sipped slowly.

This is seen or not seen.

It was found or not found.

Wan Jing looked at Qian Rin's side face in confusion, gritted his teeth amidst Pei Han's seemingly natural black invitations, walked forward, and sat down at a place farthest from Qian Rin.

"Why is little brother Wan sitting opposite?" Pei Han asked.

"I have admired His Excellency Qianslayer for a long time, sitting here can better appreciate His Excellency Qianslayer's demeanor." Wan Jing replied solemnly.

Pei Han choked.

Hearing this, Qian Lin put down his wine glass, and looked at Wan Jing with great interest: "You said you have admired me for a long time, so do you know what everyone in the cultivation world thinks of me?"

Oh, I accidentally jumped into the pit I dug.

Wan Jing lit a candle for himself in his heart.

"People in the world have different opinions, and it's hard for me to tell you one by one," Wan Jing wanted to cover his face, "It's just that my admiration for His Excellency Qianslayer will break through all rumors, no matter how everyone judges, I will definitely Dedicate a wholehearted heart to Your Excellency Thousand Killers!"

Full marks for facial expressions and full marks for lines.

A perfect image of Qian Lin's brain-dead fan is about to come out.

Presumably Qian Rin has seen this kind of people a lot, so she definitely won't pay much attention to him.

"So you like me so much." Qian Lin deepened her smile, and she didn't know what she was thinking. She glanced at Wan Jing with a smile and then turned to Pei Han. The two discussed the next thing about the monster attacking the city.

Wan Jing was chilled by that smile, watching the two chatting about the deployment and strategies for the siege, whether retreating or staying, thinking that silence is golden, he simply sat in his seat, turned his head and tried his best Don't let your eyes fall on Qian Lin's body.

It got off to a bad start.

Before I ran out for a few days, I bumped into Qian Lin, and there was a magic repairer who always pretended to be natural black to tear down the stage, but Qian Lin always acted like you guess what I was thinking, and if I guessed right, I will kill you In terms of appearance, Pei Han always put on a face that you are welcome, fellow daoist, I believe you are willing, which only makes people exhausted.

Originally, his plan was to go to the shop of the stupid and cute shopkeeper quietly, heal Xiuche quietly, find a cultivation continent as far away from Qianlin as possible, and then do it quietly. A handsome man from the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers.

What a perfect plan!

All fell into the hands of a demon cultivator.

Finally, I understand why Bi Yin is always itching to slap Yi Huanzhi on the back of the head.

Because Moxiu always has attributes that make people can't help but call the back of his head.

Wan Jing glanced at Pei Han without leaving a trace, and then at Qian Rin, his wandering eyes involuntarily stopped on the person who was so different from what he usually saw.

Maybe it's because of a different perspective, after all, when she was in Huahua form, she still looked up more. The Qian Lin she saw now has a little inexplicable attraction.

Qian Lin's appearance itself is superior, with a jade-like complexion and slightly raised eye tails. Most of the people she sees on weekdays are mocking smiles, but at this time, she is discussing with Pei Han with a serious and serious look. A bit of the "flying like a fairy" described by those who admire him.

Too bad it's a pervert.

Wan Jing shook his head regretfully.

He was about to look away when Qian Rin suddenly turned his head with a feeling.

Eye to eye.

Wan Jing froze for a second, and then slowly, slowly, revealed an intoxicating, gentle, and warm smile.

Then he pretended not to look at anything and quickly looked away.

Terrified.

It is said that you cannot make eye contact with the beast, because it will pounce on you and eat you in the next second.

"Brother Wan seems to have been looking at Brother Qian, what's the matter?" God Assist Pei Han interjected.

Moxiu couldn't be suffocated without speaking.

"Because I want to deeply engrave His Excellency Qianslayer's face and demeanor into my mind." Wan Jing, a pseudo-brain fan, said with impassioned expression.

Pei Han smiled: "That's really great."

Pseudo-brain fan Wanjing: "Yes, yes."

Pei Han: "I didn't expect little brother Wan to love Brother Qian so much."

Pseudo-brain fan Wanjing: "Yes, yes."

Pei Han: "It seems that we can cooperate very happily in this monster siege battle."

Pseudo-brain fan Wanjing: "Yes, yes——"

"Brother Pei really thinks highly of my younger brother. The monster attack this time is a bit more intense than in previous years. I'm afraid it will hinder His Excellency Qianslayer and Brother Pei," Wan Jing seriously refused, "My younger brother thinks that he is not strong enough. It still takes time to hone it, this time the monster siege battle is still—"

"Wanhua," Qian Lin said suddenly, "why don't you want to cooperate?"

"Insufficient strength."

"Do you think that's a reason?"

Wan Jing's face was expressionless, and his heart couldn't help shaking.

This kind of tone that you dare to say no to see the consequences at your own risk is really quite shadowy.

Seeing that he was silent, Qian Lin squinted her eyes, leaned forward slightly, and looked directly at Wan Jing.

"Are you afraid of me?"

I'm afraid, I'm most afraid of your tone in the prelude to transformation like this.

The thoughts in Wanjing's mind turned and turned, the former image of the Great Demon King Qian Lin emerged and then was extinguished, the threat and temptation of the Great Demon King Qian Lin emerged and was extinguished again, the scene of the Great Demon King Qian Lin killing with a smile - this indestructible Lose.

"Your Excellency Qianslayer misunderstood. I just have deep admiration and love for you that cannot be expressed in words. I look forward to seeing you every day. However, my strength is limited and I cannot let you see me. The best part is that I feel ashamed in my heart, if you can feel my sincerity, then please-"

"Ah, it's okay, I don't mind your low strength."

Oh, the level of the Great Demon King is so high.

Wanjing is filled with the sadness of Yi Shui Han.

"Then...thanks."

After finishing speaking, he turned to Pei Han again, "Thank you too, Brother Pei."

Thank you for your tireless divine assists, I will never forget you after death.

"Brother Wan is so polite," Pei Han approached, and the two brothers put their arms around Wan Jing's shoulders, "It's just a handy job, but it must be a pleasant thing to be able to fight with Brother Wan .”

I really want to stick a Yangming finger on it.

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After saying goodbye to Pei Han and Qian Lin, Wan Jing who returned to his room felt physically and mentally exhausted.

I don't know if there is anything life-saving in the backpack of my number.

He searched carefully, and found a lot of stones, messy weapons from various sects, cucumbers and erotic pictures presented by relatives and friends, candied haws for feeding loli, medicinal herbs and spring water, several sets of suits, other unknown objects, and - flower pots .

He looked at the flower pot that occupied a small compartment in his backpack, and his mood was quite delicate.

I heard that this is still a spiritual weapon, I heard that the grade is not low, I heard that Qian Lin specially found it, I heard it is quite valuable.

I wanted to keep it as a souvenir, but now I feel annoyed when I see Qian Lin, and I am not even in a good mood when I see the flowerpot.

Or find a time, find a place to sell it.