[Sword Three] Photosynthesis of Brother Hua

Looking at the unpredictable and occasionally distorted face of the person in front of him, Wan Jing's sixth sense exploded, and he instinctively shut his mouth.

"Why didn't you say it?" Qian Lin tried to be as gentle as possible.

"..."

"I'm sorry, I was thinking about other things just now, so I was a little angry," Qian Lin tried to save her image, evoking a gentle smile, her brows were slightly frowned, with a hint of distress, "I heard what you just said , I don’t know why, I suddenly remembered the person who lived with me before, but now he is arguing and refuses to come back, it’s really worrying (violent) heart (irritable).”

"Brother Lin, don't worry too much. That person will definitely miss Brother Lin after staying outside for a long time, and he will naturally come back when the time comes." Hearing this, Wan Jing also said a few words of comfort.

"I think so too," Qian Lin's voice was low, with an inexplicable meaning, "If he insists on not coming back, I can only take some special measures."

"Yes, is that so..." Wan Jing shuddered inexplicably, and touched his nose, feeling a little strange in his heart.

"Don't talk about these things anymore," Qian Lin walked to the side of the training ground, reached out and fiddled with it a few times, and the whole ground was instantly vacant, "If you don't mind, let me help you train your melee combat ability."

"Thank you very much." Wan Jing also became serious.

In such a dangerous world, any opportunity to improve one's strength should be grasped.

Of course, there will be a price to pay.

Chirin's training method is simple and rough, mainly sparring with him, supplemented by proper practice.

According to him, it is the most suitable method for Wanjing based on the combination of previous experience and lessons.

The only downside is——

Wan Jing lay dying on the ground of the training ground, except for his face, his body was covered with large and small bruises, he was so exhausted that he couldn't even get up.

He can't get close to Qian Rin's body at all now, and before he gets close enough to make a move, he doesn't know where he is flying.

Qian Lin also said that for better effect, it is better not to wear his long and heavy Wanhua school uniform. Of course, he justly rejected the suggestion of naked upper body, and still wore a short skirt similar to the modern one. Sleeves and sweatpants, the whole is a pretty cool look.

He carefully tied up his long hair. Although the long hair must have some influence on melee combat, but——

Brother Hua's black long straight is the real body.

This sentence is the truth.

"Are you okay?" Qian Lin walked to Wan Jing's side, knelt down to check his condition, "Can you still get up?"

"Don't worry." Wan Jing tried his best to look comfortable.

"Hiss—stop, stop, it's fine if you can't move anymore." Qian Lin reached in from the hem of her clothes maliciously, and pressed down on a bruise of a terrifying color, Wan Jing's expression changed instantly. Distorted, couldn't help begging for mercy.

"Your physical fitness is too poor. You will definitely react more on the first day, and you will get better later on." Seeing Wanjing's frustrated face, Qian Lin shook her head amusingly. Don't rush, take your time."

"Well, I got it." Having said that, the improvement of strength cannot be achieved overnight, but thinking that the time before returning to the eastern continent to rescue Xiuche is still far away, Wan Jing is a little impatient.

Knowing some things about the devil energy entering the soul, he thought, as Su Qi's identity as an alchemist, it is impossible not to find a cure, but there is no result after all, such a beloved person lying on the ground cold, but he Feeling helpless must be uncomfortable.

Maybe until now, Su Qi is still struggling to find a way to cure the evil energy into the soul.

The key now is-

He dare not go back!

The cute shopkeeper and the devil are brothers. If the cute shopkeeper leaks a little bit of news to Qian Lin, his end will be the same as in the environment, turning into a miserable broken flower, okay?

Maybe, Remnant Flowers is still a more pleasant way to die.

What is worse than the dead flowers.

Wan Jing thought of Qian Lin's bloody bedtime stories in the tree hole every night, and immediately froze in place.

"Uncomfortable?" Seeing the domestic flower lying on the ground suddenly lying dead like a salted fish, Qian Lin couldn't help asking.

He has now wreathed the wreath within his bounds, just barely marking it.

"I just sigh that life is impermanent. Why do men make things difficult for men?" Wan Jing's voice came muffled. After a while, he felt his body relax a little. He sat up on the ground with his hands on his hands, and the hair tied at the back of his head fell apart during the fight. When a few strands came out, he simply untied them, leaving his long hair hanging behind him like this.

"It's the first time I've seen someone with such beautiful long hair." Qian Lin admired.

"I think so too. Our Dawan—the grown-up men of the Wan family all have such long hair." Wan Jing still took his words very seriously.

"Can you tell me about your family? From your description, I think it must be a very magical family." Qian Lin didn't miss any chance to be able to say something.

"I'm sorry, it's a family secret, so don't say too much." On key issues, Wan Jingyi adhered to the fine tradition of not telling the truth to death, and planned to keep this tradition going.

Chirin: "..."

"It's okay, I offended you. I think your family must be a hidden family. Some things really cannot be explained to outsiders." Qian Lin suppressed the veins that popped out of her forehead, and changed her starting point, "Said Get up, how long do you plan to stay in Huayue City? Do you have any plans to go after leaving?"

"About the time when I can successfully escape from that person and survive, I will go back to the eastern continent," Wanjing sighed, "Because there, I still want to save another person, and the one from Baili's family. It's the same symptoms."

"There was a shop owner who helped me over there, so I wanted to help him. If I hadn't been forced to flee here, I would have gone to his shop a long time ago."

Do you want to go back and save Xiu Che now because Su Qi raised him before?

Qian Lin's heart skipped a beat.

"Why don't you listen to my suggestion?" Turning her thoughts around, Qian Lin came to fool Wanjing again, "You also know that the improvement of strength is not a matter of a day or two, maybe when you go back, you want The person I saved had already died for some reason, although it is not good to say this, but there are too many uncertainties in the matter of devil energy entering the soul."

He analyzed it unhurriedly, but there was an unquestionable certainty in his tone.

"Although according to what you said, that person is very powerful, but everyone is good at different aspects of cultivation. Maybe that person is better at fighting, and he doesn't pay attention to things like scouting and exploration. "

"I also thought about it, maybe that person will want you in the cultivation world, but if he really does this, at least there will definitely be a warrant for you in Huayue City, and you can't go in and out of the city so freely. place."

"Maybe, that person has given up searching after searching for a period of time without any results, but you don't need to be so afraid. You can go back and treat the person you want to treat as soon as possible."

At that time, he will set up a space blockade formation outside Su Qi's shop to see where this little flower wants to escape.

To be so resentful towards him, it seems that a good communication is needed.

Qian Lin smiled and waited for the answer from a certain flower that was about to be caught.

Listening to the words of the person in front of him, Wan Jing pondered for a while, and had to say that Qian Rin's words hit Wan Jing's current thoughts very well.

He really wanted to go back as soon as possible, but as soon as the monstrous figure of the Great Demon King appeared, the thought of going back failed miserably in an instant, and got into the depths of his mind in despair.

Thinking about it now, during this period of time, I really didn't see any orders to arrest him. With Qian Lin's power, it is impossible not to involve this Huayue City. Maybe this person has given up looking for him long ago.

There are quite a few flowers that can transform into humans, and the elixir that can transform into humans has never been extinct in the cultivation world!

Isn't Biyun's Tianyao sect full of watery and watery magic medicines?

Wanjing was moved.

"Brother Lin is right," he said with a smile letting go of his burden, as if there was a flash of light in his pupils, and his whole person became cheerful.

"However, since everyone has come to Huayue City, I want to train for a month, and then go to a place where there are monsters nearby to practice (swipe) and practice (monsters)."

"Okay." The goal has been achieved, and Qian Lin is in a good mood, "Then let's continue today's training."

"……bring it on."

In the end, the one who was abused unilaterally had only one breath left and was carried back by Qian Lin.

Although he strongly protested against such a posture, he was instantly dismissed by Qian Rin's light sentence "I don't think my whole body hurts enough".

For several days in a row, Wan Jing who returned to the inn was lying in Qian Lin's arms with pale lips, her black hair was wet with sweat, and stuck to her cheeks and neck. Excessive exercise made her cheeks flushed abnormally , coupled with the mottled bluish-purple on the exposed part of the skin, the clerk looked at them with abnormal eyes.

Wan Jing: Please don't think wrongly, we are just pure friends.

Chirin: Not bad, not bad, keep it up.

In the next month, Wanjing's daily life was incomparably rich.

Three days is a small cycle. The first two days were practiced to death in the training ground, and the next day, full of frustration after being beaten, he rushed into the group of monsters and fought hard to kill monsters.

Physical fitness has improved significantly, and the level has gradually climbed to sixty.

Most of the skills are already available.

Wan Jing originally tried to compare his own level with the cultivation level of this world, wanting to know what kind of level the [-]th level is, but he found that his martial arts system and the world of self-cultivation are completely two models, so he gave up. up.

Moreover, he faintly felt that the sentence that the sword three is full-level is the beginning, and it is also true for him who came to this world with the system.

Thinking of this, Wan Jing felt faint anticipation while also curious about what this system is.

Time flies, and one month is fleeting. On the last day, Wan Jing went to exchange some spirit stones, bought some commonly used pills and talismans in the cultivation world, and visited Baili's house to see how Bailicheng was doing. , Then with the desolation and resoluteness of a strong man gone forever, he stepped on the teleportation array of Huayue City.

Of course, Qian Rin didn't go with her.

Before Wanjing arrives at Su Qi's shop, he needs to set up the space-blocking array around the surroundings.

Networking is in progress.