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After Weisheng left the room, he walked out slowly from behind the screen, and muttered: "Hua, Qing, Hun... According to the inheritance rules of the Fenghua family, after your mother's death, the descendants of this generation of Fahrenheit will be your three brothers and sisters." One of them will inherit it?"

——This is the biggest secret in martial arts!The father of the Qinghun brothers and sisters is Dujue Huacheng, while their mother is the descendant of the Fahrenheit family who was as famous as Mr. Murong 20 years ago, Hua Lian, the master of divine fragrance.

The person who came here easily broke the secret.His voice was not loud, but his mouth made people feel chills for no reason. He was dressed in black as if surrounded by a sea of ​​purgatory blood, and his eyes were as indifferent as if he regarded ordinary people as ants.

It was the first time Qinghun saw him, but she immediately guessed who he was—and the power of that person was beyond her imagination!

"...Qing Hun has voluntarily inherited the responsibility of 'Hua Lian'!" No matter what, he must not be allowed to go to Hua Luo and Xie Yan!

The man twitched his lips when he heard this: "Okay, from now on, you will be the current generation of 'Hua Lian'. The first thing I want you to do--from now on, you can do whatever Tianxi Lord asks you to do, and whatever he wants , you can give whatever you want. Whoever makes him unhappy will die, and whoever dares to stop him will die—"

He glanced at Qinghun with a half-smile, the hostility in that glance made Qinghun's whole body go cold: "Do you remember?"

"It's... Jue Zun."

After Weisheng left Zhongsheng Pavilion, he was surprised to see that the Wancheng carriage he had been riding in before was still waiting there.

A person in the car lifted the curtain and smiled warmly at him: "If you don't get in the car, it will be dawn."

Everyone in the building had already left, and the alley was dead silent and cold. Weisheng never expected that when he went to chat with the goddess for a long time, Brother Junzi had been waiting for him outside.

He quickly got into the carriage, and Brother Junzi handed him a cup of hot tea.He held it in his hand, and felt it was just warm, neither hot nor cold: "..."

In college, he was always known for his aloofness, the pseudo-god who no one dared to get close to except his own sister, Comrade Weisheng, a child who really lacked love, burst into tears in an instant, and was completely moved!

So after a while, he asked, "Where is Xie Yan?"

Wan Teng: "..."

... It's really not that he is partial!He just got used to the facial paralysis and couldn't draw a sudden change in style and...he couldn't speak softly like Brother Junzi at all!At this moment, Weisheng burst into tears deep in his heart.

Brother Junzi sighed, and said softly: "The junior you value, I have already let him go to Tianxilou first. If you really like it, let him stay in Tianxilou in the name of a diner or disciple."

Weisheng quickly shook his head: "No need."

Just kidding, the hero has completely inherited his father's poison technique!Let the male protagonist enter the Tianxi Building. He, a powerless mortal, doesn't know when he was poisoned. Can he go home with peace of mind?

Weisheng had an idea, and suddenly a thought arose: "Linlang Pavilion sells all kinds of treasures, but is there any incense?" Brother Junzi, let me apologize to you this time, and make it up later!

Brother Junzi stepped into the trap obediently: "Nothing."

Weisheng: "You can take Tianxiangpu into one of the sub- pavilions of Linlang Pavilion to expand the scope of the industry."

Wan Teng suddenly smiled: "The landlord is still wise."

"..." Weisheng blushed, "Don't learn from them anymore."

Even Brother Junzi also made fun of him, can it be better!Brother Junzi, I haven't settled with you for not speaking for me just now!

Wan Teng smiled: "Understood." Then he sent Weisheng to the door of the house.

After watching Brother Junzi go away, Weisheng slowly turned around and went back - the amount of information he received tonight was too much, and he had to digest it carefully.

Weisheng called the little fresh meat hero first.As soon as the hero came to Weisheng, he consciously handed over the treasure he got in Zhongsheng Pavilion: "Xie Yan chose the needle stone left by Senior Hua Lian, the 'Sacred Fragrance Hand' many years ago."

Sure enough, wherever the male protagonist goes, luck is against the sky and there will always be good things waiting for him... But what his mother said is so emotionless, it really looks crooked... Wait, what did he hear?

Weisheng looked at the set of needle stones embedded with special needle capsules in his hand.Under the candlelight, the needle stone shone with a faint light, and seemed to bear the imprint of vicissitudes——

The goddess actually put the relics of her mother Hualian on the white jade platform, which surprised Weisheng.

The items on the white jade platform must have been arranged, how could the goddess put her mother's relics on the white jade platform for people to choose?Unless... She knew someone would come and arranged it specially.

Wei Sheng felt a little complicated at the moment.

In the novel, the goddess has always been a person with a cold face and a warm heart, with clear love and hatred.She hates poison, loves Hualuo, and is grateful to Hualian. However, even though the male protagonist deceived and used everyone frantically in the novel, he never hurt this sister from the beginning to the end. Instead, he was almost forced to death by Qinghun.It is Weisheng who intuitively thinks that the goddess does not like this younger brother.

But last night, the goddess' request and the needle stone in the male protagonist's hand were telling Weisheng that she really wanted to treat this younger brother well, and hoped that he would be safe and healthy and not be bullied by others.

...It's a pity that in the novel, the hero never stepped into the pavilion of sentient beings until his death, so he had no chance to discover the truth. "Xie Yan, do you know why I chose you to enter the meeting of sentient beings?"

Xie Yan lowered her eyes: "Xie Yan doesn't know, I hope the landlord will clarify."

"Because someone wants you to be safe and successful, and not to be bullied." Weisheng looked into Xie Yan's eyes, and said slowly: "No matter who you want to deceive in the future, you can't hurt that person, you understand?"

Xie Yan's eyelashes trembled, she was silent for a while, and replied: "Xie Yan knows."

Weisheng is not going to let the hero know what the goddess has done for him.The end of the male protagonist in the novel is too shocking, he must first figure out what caused this result...

At night, Weisheng thought that he would definitely suffer from insomnia, but he didn't expect to fall into a deep sleep soon.

Suddenly he felt something in his heart and opened his eyes.

His own sister, Dai Weideng, looked melancholy that her daughter would not be able to get married, and sighed while making ginger tea: "Brother, you said that you are so cold, there is no one but me and my mother." If someone dares to approach you, what will you do for the rest of your life—”

Weisheng thought to himself, hehe, it sounds like you have a boyfriend.

Dai Weideng continued: "Brother, you should hurry up and find someone to take care of you, don't choose, as long as they don't dislike you as short and poor."

Weisheng became angry: Bastard, are you my real sister!

Dai Weideng: "I am."

Microbiology: ...

……wrong!Weisheng hesitated: "Little sister, you... know what I'm thinking?"

Dai Weideng returned him with a mocking face.

Weisheng felt that he was being scorned, and was about to mock back immediately, but Dai Weideng's mocking face suddenly became sad.She fixedly looked behind Weisheng, looking fragile and helpless.

Weisheng's heart twitched, and he was about to ask, when he suddenly found that the surrounding scenery had changed.The place Dai Weideng was looking at was a hospital bed, on which lay an old man who was almost out of shape.

She walked straight over, passed through Weisheng's body, walked to the hospital bed and knelt down slowly, whispering: "Mom, brother, he still hasn't come back. Does he never want to see us? Mom, brother, no one Take care, he is so stupid and easy to deceive, what should he do by himself...Mom, what should we do..."

Weisheng was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened suddenly - he understood who the person on the bed was!

At that moment, a huge pain and terror suddenly hit him, making him almost speechless: "Little sister..."

Dai Weideng turned his head abruptly, his eyes still widened in disbelief, and he said in surprise, "Brother, you're back?!"

Weisheng felt relieved, and was about to answer, the world in front of him suddenly became chaotic, and when he woke up again, what he saw was the familiar variegated silk bed cover.

...That's right, he has already traveled to the novel, not in the real world anymore.

Weisheng took a deep breath, feeling that his back was soaked in cold sweat, and the fear in the dream seemed to still stay in his body, so clear and terrifying.

He couldn't sleep anymore, thinking carefully about the dream just now.

The person on the hospital bed is his mother?But when he was in college, his mother was obviously still in her early 30s, how could he become so old?What happened in the ten years he forgot?Is this dream his real memory, or is it just a fantasy of his subconscious?

However, he couldn't remember anything more, and even his memory of dreams gradually became blurred, and in the end he only remembered what his little sister said to him. "Brother, hurry up and find someone to take care of you, don't choose, as long as they don't dislike your short and poor face."

Weisheng snorted inwardly, who said I have no one to take care of me, brother Junzi is so handsome.

And the fear just now remained in his heart, and he didn't dare to guess lightly.

After washing up, Weisheng thought of the little fresh meat hero who just brought home yesterday.So he took a servant with strong martial arts and walked all the way to the side courtyard where the male protagonist lived temporarily.

The Ming Dynasty stipulated that common people should not live in houses with more than three rooms and five frames, and that they were not allowed to use brackets and colorful decorations. When he first arrived here, he saw the simple decorations in the courtyard, and thought he was a law-abiding citizen. Later, he realized that the simplicity was just a person. Hobbies, he hasn't finished visiting this house so far, the size is far beyond imagination.

After making a fuss, the side courtyard where the male lead temporarily lived was in front of him—he wouldn't put the perverted male lead near his own yard.Knocking on the door of the side courtyard, the male protagonist came to open the door, and when the door opened, he looked like an indifferent and peaceful young man.

... I didn't see clearly last night when it was dark, but now that I look at it, I feel the beauty of this world even more.

However, the novel assumes that the male protagonist looks exactly like his mother, Hualian. Hualian has a natural appearance, and it is normal for the male protagonist to have a good appearance.Weisheng comforted himself, nodded to Xie Yan: "What are you doing?"

Xie Yan moved away, "The landlord came just in time, Xie Yan was researching the set of needle stones, and discovered many wonderful uses..."

To become the leader of the martial arts alliance, the male lead is really hardworking, Weisheng thought about it, and then stepped forward to follow.

The guards behind him followed closely.Xie Yan's eyes flickered, and he sighed secretly - there was still no chance to poison.

The male protagonist brought Weisheng to a dead tree in the yard—Weisheng didn't want to think about how the green tree that was alive and well the day before yesterday died overnight—and then poured a cup of dark green liquid on the root of the tree.

Weisheng: Do you still want a glass of water to rejuvenate a dead tree?Even if it's a cup of Jinkela divine water...

In the blink of an eye, the trees grew wildly in front of Weisheng's eyes as if they had been injected with hormones, and the leaves that were all wilted obviously unfolded little by little and turned green again!It didn't take long for the tree to rejuvenate its second spring!

Weisheng: "..."

In biology, how long does it take for nutrients to be absorbed from the roots of a tree and transported to the whole body of the plant? !Even the holy water in the Avalokitesvara Jade Purification Bottle must absorb time, right?What about science? !What about logic? !Have they all been eaten by dogs? !

Weisheng looked at Xie Yan expressionlessly.

Xie Yan was quite satisfied with the effect, and sighed: "It is rumored that this set of Baicao needles is made by the hands of the divine fragrance, and there is infinite vitality in it. I just use the Bianstone needles among the nine needles to soak in water for a moment to make a cup of potion, and it can make the trees Resurrection."

Weisheng: ...hehe.

He doesn't want to understand the world of martial arts!

Unexpectedly, Xie Yan took out the set of needles from her bosom the next moment, took out one of them and handed it to Weisheng in front of Weisheng, and said seriously: "Among the nine needles, the Bianstone needle is the blunt, and the vitality is the strongest. Effective. Of course, the landlord is not afraid of water, fire, and poison, but God’s will is unpredictable, and I hope the landlord will accept this needle."

Weisheng was taken aback.

In ancient times, there were nine kinds of nine needles, namely, the iron needle, the round needle, the iron needle, the sharp needle, the beryllium needle, the round sharp needle, the filiform needle, the long needle, and the large needle.Hualian's set of needle stones is made of materials ranging from gold, silver, jade, grass, trees, bones and soil, with various lengths and shapes, but each needle has only two needles, a total of eighteen needles.

The round needle Xie Yan gave him was made of Bianstone, the needle was oval in shape, rubbed between the points, the needle surface was polished to a round and delicate shape, glowing with light green brilliance, it looked more like a beautiful pendant when worn on the body.

Weisheng opened his mouth, "This is..."

This is something left by your mother, Weisheng almost blurted it out, then he thought about it, no one except him knew that Xie Yan was Hualian's son, he suddenly said it only made the hero even more vigilant.

But Xie Yan probably doesn't have any feelings for Hualian.

But why give it to him?This is a strange thing that can bring the dead back to life, and I know how precious it is.Weisheng immediately felt a little bit of what he didn't want, and he suffered from a clumsy tongue, not knowing what to say.

He knew very well that the hero was only trying to please him out of profit, but it was really distressing for a young man to do this...

Xie Yan smiled lightly: "The landlord has shown Xie Yan a kindness, so what is a mere meteorite needle?"

He thought to himself: Without you, I wouldn't be able to get any of this set of nine needles, so Bianshi needles are nothing.

Unexpectedly, Weisheng suddenly stretched out his hand, put it on the protagonist's head and touched it.The male protagonist is a head shorter than Weisheng, and he does this very smoothly.

Xie Yan: "..."

This time Xie Yan was stunned.

No matter how indifferent and mature the male protagonist usually pretends to be, at this moment he is completely beaten back to his original shape, and he is a real brat.

It is so rare for the hero to be in a daze, and Weisheng couldn't help but feel emotional—at this moment, Weisheng suddenly made a decision.

——On the premise of keeping himself, he decided to get rid of the hero and save the goddess no matter what.

There are tens of thousands of unfortunate people and things in the world, and no one can save them.But since fate made him meet the hero and the goddess, those regrets should no longer be regrets.

Weisheng unceremoniously licked the dog's head, and then accepted the needle—who said he wasn't afraid of water, fire, and poison?Compared to the male protagonist who is weak but proficient in sex and poison, he is much more fragile, okay—so Shi Shiran left.

Xie Yan stood expressionlessly in the middle of the courtyard for a long time, and finally put away the herbs and nine needles, and returned to the house.

After lighting the agarwood incense, he was not surprised to sense the surveillance around him from the change of the fragrance.

Xie Yan naturally took out a row of plants, trees, gold and stones, and began to arrange the fragrance on his own.

What kind of place is Tianxi Building, where no one is guarding it is strange. In contrast, it is the words and deeds of the Tianxi building that confuse him even more.How can the master of power who is as famous as all living beings be a kind person?It's only natural for him to send out the Bianstone needle, why... touch his hair?

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