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Chapter eight hundred and eighth chance

"What are you doing!"

Seeing her actions, Wei Zong suddenly had black lines on his face.

"I didn't expect that what happened to me would actually arouse such indignation from you. Young man, I like you very much!" The woman patted Wei Zong's shoulder gently, with a look on her face that she could teach.

"Uh..." Although Wei Zong wanted to say that it had nothing to do with you, Wei Zong still had the good sense to swallow the words when they came to his lips.

"What do you want to say?" Seeing Wei Zong hesitating, the woman couldn't help but ask.

"Uh..." Wei Zong was startled, and he quickly changed his words in a hurry: "Uh, senior, I still don't know what I should call you?"

"What do you call it?" The woman touched her chin and seemed to be thinking.

"My surname is An. I won't tell you my real name. You can call me Senior An!" the woman said slowly.

"Senior An!"

Wei Zong called out, appearing extremely well-behaved, but he sighed softly in his heart: "An Ran, I didn't expect that we would meet under such circumstances."

The other party lost his body, while he himself lost all his realm and had to rebuild it. In this case, two people who were once very familiar and even almost...cannot recognize each other.

"Boy, what's your name!"

Just when Wei Zong's heart was full of mixed feelings, An Ran's voice sounded in his ears.

"My name is Wei Zong!"

Wei Zong looked into An Ran's eyes and said deeply.

In the end... he chose to tell the other party this name...

"Wei Zong? That sounds pretty good!" An Ran didn't know what Wei Zong was thinking. After praising him slightly, he continued: "By the way, your little world is nice, just right for me to hide in. If you don't object.

, I may have to stay with you for a while. Of course, I won’t ask for your help in vain!”

"If you encounter any trouble in your cultivation, I wouldn't mind helping you answer it. Moreover, if you are in danger and I'm in a good mood, I won't be able to save your life! How about it, it's very cost-effective, right?

!”

Speaking, An Ran raised her eyebrows.

"oh!"

Contrary to her expectation, Wei Zong's reaction was very dull, not as ecstatic as she imagined.

"Why, you don't want to?"

"Yes, of course I am willing!" Wei Zong said lightly: "You can stay with me as long as you want!"

Wei Zong's indifferent attitude made An Lan feel a little unhappy, and her eyebrows suddenly stood up:

"It's as if I care about you so much. Don't worry, we will go our separate ways once I recover from my injuries. You will go your own way, and I will cross my single-plank bridge. You and I have nothing to do with each other!"

"Okay, it's up to you!"

Although he said it didn't matter, Wei Zong's feelings for An Ran were quite complicated in his heart. After all, they had experienced so much in their previous lives, but they just couldn't be together in the end.

There must be some debt...

This is why Wei Zong has never dared to reveal his identity to An Ran. Once revealed, he himself does not know what An Ran will do.

So... this is the only way to go!

Thousands of words turned into a sigh.

"well!"

"You are so young, why are you sighing!" An Ran frowned.

"Senior, I still have more than ten days to get out of this secret realm. What are you going to do during this time?" Finally, Wei Zong put down his memories and got down to business.

"I don't care, I just want to stay in your little world, but you..." As he said this, An Ran looked Wei Zong up and down.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be at the ninth level of the Life Soul Realm now!"

"yes!"

"That's easy to handle. You practice hard and try to raise your cultivation to the peak of the ninth level of Life Soul Realm within this time. Then I will give you a great opportunity!"

An Ran's lips curved into a slight smile, looking a little mysterious.

"A big opportunity?" Wei Zong frowned, but he didn't ask An Ran what this big opportunity was. He understood the other party, and since he said it was a big opportunity, there would be no lie.

Therefore, Wei Zong followed An Ran's advice, entered the pool, and continued to practice. Like a tireless machine, he kept transporting vitality and filling his realm.

An Ran was floating aside, looking at Wei Zong who was practicing cross-legged with interest.

"Huh? This boy's skills... are a bit unusual!"

What he was talking about was, of course, the Taichu Sword Scripture running in Wei Zong's body. Although Wei Zong's realm was still low, he couldn't see too many clues from this technique. However, An Ran had such a discerning eye that she could feel it even if she could see through it.

The intention behind the technique is clearly that of a sword master.

In other words, only a sword master can create such an extraordinary skill.

"This guy definitely has a lot of background! He is actually related to a certain sword master! But what does this have to do with me? As long as the sword master is not Li Qingfeng." An Ran's eyes were a little deep.

There seemed to be nothing unusual on An Ran's side, and Wei Zong breathed a sigh of relief.

When he and An Ran were together, he was not a sword master. The Taichu Sword Scripture was created after he became the sword master. As for its operation method, only Wei Zong himself and his daughter Pang Yueyao knew about it. Even An Ran only

I know the name of this technique, but I don’t know what it actually looks like.

Therefore, An Ran only suspected that Wei Zong was related to a certain sword master, but did not think about Pang Jian, the sword master of Taichu.

Ten days later...

The aura on Wei Zong's body gradually became more mellow. Compared with before, it was a little less sharp and a little more restrained.

This means that he has reached the true peak in this realm of life soul.

Slowly opening his eyes, Wei Zong walked gently out of the bottom of the pool.

Wow...

The pool of water automatically parted, making way for Wei Zong.

Although Wei Zong came out from the bottom of the pool, the clothes on his body were always dry. This meant that he had controlled the power on his body to a meticulous level. Under spontaneous control, he could block the water in the pool.

outside the body.

"Tsk, tsk, boy, your cultivation level is not high, but the scene is not small. I don't know, which great power did you think was born?" Seeing Wei Zong leave the water and come out, An Ran, who was floating aside, showed no mercy.

of ridicule.

Even if he was ridiculed, Wei Zong didn't say anything because he knew the other person's character very well.

The mouth of the knife is like the heart of tofu.

However, once the other party knows his identity... maybe his heart will turn into a knife.

Thinking of this, cold sweat appeared on Wei Zong's forehead again.

Crack, crackle!

After Wei Zong came out of the pool, the previously separated water flow suddenly closed together, making a huge sound and causing countless splashes.

"We can't waste it!"

Looking at the deep pool behind him, Wei Zong took out a small jade bottle. It was a space element with a large internal space. Wei Zong planned to use it to carry some water. After all, the water in this pool was full of essence.

It is transformed into extremely pure vitality. If it cannot be taken away, it will be a waste.

Thank you to the book friend "Facing the Gale ba" for voting for a monthly ticket, thank the book friend "D Guying in the Rain" for voting for a monthly ticket, thank you for your support, thank you Niuhu!!!

Embarrassing, I didn’t look at the monthly vote list much at the end of the month, and I almost overlooked the contributions of these two people. I’m really sorry.


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