"elder brother."

As soon as Chen Lian returned to the restaurant where he lived, he was hugged. When he looked down, he saw that he was a frightened tiger.

"What's wrong?"

Hu Zi widened his eyes and pointed to the back: "It's dead."

Chen Lian pursed his lips, not feeling like watching the excitement, and now he doesn't have such strength.

He pulled Hu Zi upstairs, and for the first time he felt a little bit like taking care of a child: "I said, don't leave the room, Chen Zheng, you have to do it if you agree."

Hu Zi was a little anxious: "No, no..."

Chen Lian frowned and looked at him. He knew that Hu Zi was young and had undergone major changes. He rarely spoke.

No, the disadvantages arise.

He said, "Slow down."

But the more he said this, Hu Zi became more anxious and did not say what he wanted to say in the end.

Soon, without saying anything, he pushed open the door of the room where he and Huzi lived, and inside there was a man in white standing with his back facing them.

Instinctively, Chen Lian felt dangerous and blocked Hu Zi behind him.

The man seemed to hear the movement and slowly turned around. A beautiful and indifferent look appeared in Chen Lian's vision.

The other person's face was extremely handsome, and his long eyelashes put a thick shadow under his eyes.

With fair skin, a pair of deep black eyes that seem to be able to see through all the sorrows of past and present lives.

"He's back." He spoke softly, and smiled,

When he smiled, his eyes were like crescent moons, but Chen Lian could imagine that when his face was solemn, those eyes must be like cold stars.

His straight nose and lips are erect, and the outline of his side face is as sharp as a knife, but it is not without being soft, which makes people feel moved.

His white clothes further highlighted his upright figure, which should be the reason for his many years of martial arts practice. Although his body looks thin, he is not fragile.

Not only was it not fragile, Chen Lian felt a pressure on him, and the pressure kept ringing the alarm bell in his heart.

He no longer hesitated and wanted to run away with Hu Zi. However, the next moment, he felt that his feet were pressed by a thousand-pound pendant and could not be lifted up.

But Hu Zi easily ran for a distance. After discovering something was wrong with Chen Lian, he ran back despite Chen Lian's opposition.

"I'm not allowed to run away. The seedlings that have been optimistic about a long time ago, how can you let you run away?" It was as if the sound of a clear spring falling from the bluestone was not dull and particularly beautiful.

The next moment, Chen Lian's body retreated uncontrollably and appeared beside the man.

"This kid said you are his brother and he needs to go with him before he can follow me. Since that's the case, don't run away."

Chen Lian: “…”

He looked at the anxious Hu Zi, and inexplicably regretted that he was soft-hearted and kept him by his side.

There is indeed nothing good around the protagonist.

I think Hu Zi stuttered for a long time just now, just to talk about this.

The man called himself Jia Ming, as if he was afraid that others would not know that she was using a "false name".

He looked like a twig orchid, but after getting along for a while, he realized his indifference to human life.

If he can make him look at him a little bit, he will be Hu Zi.

As the protagonist of one of the three lines, since he has entered the copy of Jianghu, he is naturally a martial arts genius.

Look, that night, several pretty women appeared, carrying a bucket of bathtubs mixed with various Chinese herbal medicines, making Hu Zi soak.

Hu Zi: "Where is brother?"

The man stared at Chen Lian and sighed: "It should be the Xuanling Body, but it's a pity. The tendons and veins on his body were all connected by special means later. It's a pity."

The man said it was a pity, but Chen Lian did not see this meaning from him.

It is normal. People die at all times in the world, and geniuses fall. He is probably much older than his appearance, so he is like this.

Chen Lian knew before that this martial arts practitioner is divided into four stages.

First, practice the body, then enter the innate stage, and finally the acquired stage, until the last step of becoming a saint.

If this can enter the innate stage, even if it is a martial arts master, it will rarely appear in the world the day after tomorrow.

As for becoming a saint, there are many rumors in the world.

After entering the innate world, lifespan can increase. You can live a life of one hundred years, and it will be even more powerful after the day after tomorrow. Some people even live to be over 300 years old and look only in their seventies or eighties when they die.

This man is at least in the early stage of the day after tomorrow, and even more powerful.

Chen Lian didn't guess, nor did he feel inferior.

What makes you feel uncomfortable with inferiority?

Isn’t this what I knew just after coming to this world?

Compared to being disabled, being able to walk independently now is a gift from destiny.

Chen Lian had a premonition that perhaps the situation in the world would get worse and worse in the future.

"I won't leave with you."

After the people from the Tianxia Escort Agency left, Chen Lian said so.

The people from the escort agency in the world didn't know how the man fooled him. In short, Li Yinyin was very relieved to hand Chen Lian and Hu Zi over to the man and his group.

When the man heard this, he raised his eyebrows: "No, you are my disciple's brother, you have to leave with me."

His tone was light, but indifferent.

Obviously, in his eyes, he was as weak as Chen Lian and had no right to say no.

At this time, Hu Zi helped Chen Lian with tears in his eyes: "Master, just let your brother go."

Even though he couldn't bear to part with his brother, he said that he could go to him when he grew up.

"No." The man seemed to be high above, looking down at all the gods, and did not give mortals any choice.

Chen Lian lowered his eyes and said nothing more.

So, the day before departure, Chen Lian went out. Jia Ming listened to the people who followed him, and there seemed to be nothing wrong.

Jia Ming was not surprised. What's the use of a ten-year-old child who cannot practice martial arts even if he is a little deeper.

He ate the grapes fed by the woman wearing a gauze next to him, looked at the dusk outside the window that was red and sighed: "Although the Xuanling Body is a little bit bad, it is quite good compared to the world full of waste people now, but it's a pity that it's useless."

The woman next to her said softly: "Why do you have to worry about these? According to me, the master's newly recruited disciples are also very ordinary."

"He is not ordinary." Jia Ming saw Hu Zi looking over the window while cleaning up the people who provoked him.

His martial arts skills have reached its peak, and he feels that his chance to break through should be with this child, so he asks the people under his command to deal with the followers and come to find this child by himself.

Little did he know that the child was unable to speak cleverly and wanted to escape. In the end, he rarely spoke softly for a long time before he agreed, but he also put forward the conditions and asked him to bring an older brother.

elder brother?

This brother is also a wonderful person, but he seems reluctant to go with him.

As it turns out, he was indeed reluctant, but Jia Ming was born to like to force others, so he did not agree to let him go.

Then, that night, the inn, which only stayed in their group, caught fire.

When the fire was put out, the little boy he thought was nothing special had disappeared completely.
Chapter completed!