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Chapter 1740 Protect Your Silly Brother (45)

An Jialiang was right. Fat Brother did not take him seriously. He was not afraid of offending him at all, and he was even bullying him!

The fat senior brother did not miss the resentment in An Jialiang's eyes, but he didn't care at all.

Haha, isn’t it just a useless man without talent? If he bullies him, what can he do to himself?

This circle is so cruel, talented and capable, you are the uncle.

If you have no talent and are unwilling to work hard and have low cultivation, you can only let others trample on it.

As for things like "Don't bully young people poor" and "Ten years of rivers and rivers", it is just like yelling in the novel. In reality, how can there be so many counterattacks and slaps in the face?

Especially in their special circle, unless he changes his fate against the will of heaven, An Jialiang will be able to be a small cannon fodder scattered at the bottom of his life!

And to go against the will of heaven and change fate?

It's too difficult, under normal circumstances, it's impossible to do it at all!

At least, based on the fat senior brother's understanding of An Jialiang and his family background, he determined that An Jialiang had no chance.

Therefore, he is as scrupleless as he is.

"Let's go!"

After putting away the demon pill, the fat senior brother stopped stopping and said casually, without waiting for An Jialiang to respond, he jumped away.

An Jialiang looked at the fat back, and a hint of haze flashed across his face, which was still a little childish.

He pursed his lips, and the fat senior brother was about to disappear, so he stomped his feet hard and chased after him desperately.

Two figures disappeared into the mountains and forests one after another, and not long after, two more figures flew over.

"Hmm? I've been taken first?"

The person who spoke was a man who listened to the voice, and was about thirty years old.

The tone was a bit evil, and a little careless.

"The inner alchemy was also taken away."

This time the person was talking was a woman, to be precise, she should be a girl, because it can be seen from the sound that she is not very old.

The mountain wind blew away the dark clouds and revealed the moon.

Under the bright moonlight, a pretty and young face became clearer.

"It seems like he is a fellow student."

The man said lightly, "This technique is just a bit rough. It's just a mutant python, which is made of blood and blood." He is polite to say that blood and blood are just a pile of meat paste.

By the way, laymen watch the fun, while inexperienced people see the trick. A man can tell by just the corpse of this mutant python that the person who started the attack has an average cultivation level.

The girl sniffed, identified it for a while, and said, "Xuan Lei Talisman, first-class!"

There was a little disgust in his tone, as if he looked down on such an entry-level talisman.

"Please, Boss Guo, do you think the people in our circle are the same as you. High-quality talismans are just like you don't have money, and you'll be able to shake hands and get a lot of them."

The evil man's mouth twitched, "I have said it several times. Although the spiritual energy has been revived, the inheritance of the cultivation circle has broken layers, and many secret techniques such as talismans and formations have been lost. Those passed down by luck are also incomplete versions."

"By the way, those famous and upright sects can still maintain some inheritance, and many small sects have even disappeared."

If you can have such a first-class talisman, even if you have a foundation and a heritage, you will have a major sect.

But they, Big Boss Guo, looked down on him.

The girl, Guo Ranran, was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter: "Yes, it's because I'm asking too much!"

This is not the other world she is familiar with. After hundreds of years of Dharma-Ending Age, even though the spiritual energy is revived, many inheritances have been cut off.

It is already very difficult for those sects to maintain their current appearance.

"Not that, then what, high requirements are also beneficial!"

The evil man, Wan Xie, who is known as Wan Ye, in front of Guo Ranran, did not have the style of "Master" at all, but looked like a respectful little brother.

He scratched his head and began to say good things to Guo Ranran, "I've said that since you, Mr. Guo has joined our special affairs office, he also took the initiative to teach and give me some advice on your colleagues' cultivation. Our overall strength of special affairs office has improved a lot."

The experts who handle special affairs also saw Guo Ranran's superb and mysterious skills, which led to higher-level pursuits.

With idols and idols are strict, their progress can naturally be seen with the naked eye.

Therefore, the special affairs are handled, and I am very grateful to Guo Ranran, a real boss, from the bottom of my heart.

Needless to say, Wan Xie has another secret that he cannot tell to outsiders - Guo Ranran is not an ordinary person, she is very likely the one who is trying hard to find in response to the disaster.

For several months, Wan Xie has been speculating like this, but Master has been in seclusion. Otherwise, he could have made an excuse to invite Guo Ranran to their Holy Lotus Sect, and then ask Master to confirm it personally.

Just as he was thinking, Wan Xie's cell phone suddenly rang.

Wan Xie took out his cell phone, looked down and couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

He is actually the junior brother who stays behind the master. Could it be that the master has come out of seclusion?

Thinking of this, Wan Xie couldn't help but feel a little excited and hurriedly opened his phone, "My junior brother, is it your master--"

Before the other party could speak, Wan Xie said anxiously.

"That's right, Master has come out of seclusion. The first thing he does when he comes out of seclusion is to see you. Senior brother, come back as soon as possible. Master is very anxious."

A young but calm voice came from the microphone.

After hearing this, Wan Xie did not dare to delay and hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, I'll go back now. Just so happen that I have something to report to my master!"

After putting down the phone, Wan Xie looked up and met Guo Ranran's clear and lively eyes.

"Is there something wrong?" Guo Ranran asked directly.

"Well, my master has come out of seclusion!" Wan Xie was a little excited, but soon, he hesitated: How should I invite Guo Ranran to go back with him?

"Is there a problem? Do you need my help?" Guo Ranran is not a nosy person, but during the time he got to know Wan Xie, he felt that although this person was a bit evil and had a poisonous mouth, he was an upright and kind person.

Moreover, his kindness is principled and has a bottom line, and he is not a bad person, which is very much for Guo Ranran's appetite.

After knowing each other for a few months, Guo Ranran has already regarded Wan Xie as a friend.

Since you are friends, you should help each other.

"Need. Boss Guo, can you accompany me back to the master's sect?" Wan Xie said hurriedly.

Although Guo Ranran was a little surprised, he was not joking. After thinking about it, "I have heard of the great name of the Holy Lotus Sect, and the reputation of the Honglian Master of the Guizong is even more famous. If I have the chance, I want to visit--"

...

An Jialiang and Fat Brother arrived at the provincial capital, went to the special affairs office to report, and asked for leave and went home.

When she returned home, An Jialiang did not look for An’s father, but went directly to her grandfather’s house.

In the evening, An's father was called by his father-in-law.

"Opening spiritual roots? Master, can this really work?"

After hearing the so-called master's words, Father An was a little surprised.

"Yes! To be precise, it is to change the spiritual roots! But this secret method is very strict to succeed. First, there must be a suitable donor of spiritual roots, preferably a blood relative; second, the person who donates spiritual roots must be voluntary, otherwise it will cause repulsion..."
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