After a series of arrangements were made, Xiao Yan couldn't help but feel a little dry in the mouth. He picked up the tea on the table and took a few sips. Feeling the fragrance of the tea, he suddenly felt refreshed, but he always felt that there was something else.
I forgot to explain the matter, and I pondered silently, letting everyone joke around.
"Xiao Zhan, after Young Master Xiao breaks through to the four-star peak, shouldn't we let Young Master Xiao warm up first?" Nan Erming asked seriously.
"That's right, you need to warm up first, at least to get familiar with the peak four-star state." Xiao Zhan felt that what Nan Erming said made sense.
Zhen Ni and Zi Ying laughed secretly, thinking that Xiao Zhan was trying to trick Nan Erming.
Sure enough, Nan Erming pretended to be deep in thought, and then said to himself: "Let's go out and practice. I'm afraid I don't have enough time, and I'm afraid people from the Shadow Alliance and Alchemy Palace will interfere, so I can only practice internally."
"Well, that makes sense." Xiao Zhan agreed with Nan Erming's analysis, but he immediately realized something, "Nan Erming, what do you mean?"
"I don't mean anything. You said it yourself and I analyzed it and it makes sense."
Everyone laughed, and Ziying said with a smile: "Xiao Zhan, if you want to achieve the goal of warming up Young Master Xiao, I'm afraid you have to do it. Show your strength and let Young Master Xiao see what a six-star early stage Dou Emperor is.
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"Go, go, go. When Mr. Xiao reaches the peak of four stars and comes out of seclusion, you and Nan Erming will also absorb the magic core and break through to six stars, right? Why me?" Xiao Zhan said angrily.
Xiao Yan was deep in thought when he heard Xiao Zhan say that Ziying's strength had improved. He dipped his fingers in water on the table and finally remembered the thing he had forgotten to explain.
Recalling some things that Mr. Zhan had thrown to him before, he immediately took out a skull and a thick book from the ring.
Looking at this yellowed book with silver-edged decorative lines, and looking at the skull filled with corpse-like coldness, everyone's expressions became extremely exciting, and they all looked at Nan Erming with a smile.
Nan Erming's smile that succeeded in teasing Xiao Zhan completely subsided the moment Xiao Yan took out the skull. His chest kept rising and falling, and cold sweat flowed out all at once. His lips trembled for a long time, but he couldn't say anything.
speak out.
What Xiao Yan took out was the powerful world-level advanced fighting skill Thousand Corpses and Thousands of Poison Techniques that was sold at the fighting skills auction. It was the most consistent with Nan Erming's attributes and the most mind-numbing.
Nan Erming's hands couldn't help trembling. When he thought of the people and ghosts he would become after practicing this fighting skill, he felt more uncomfortable than killing him. His face turned pale due to extreme fear. He hesitated.
After a long time, he spoke with difficulty: "Master Xiao, there is no such thing. I know that everyone is in urgent need of improving their strength now, but this fighting skill... there are many other ways to improve strength. If you think I am improving slowly,
, can’t I work harder in the future?”
"I said, Nan Erming, this is your fault." It was rare to see Nan Erming in such a frightened and frightened state, Xiao Zhan's whole body was about to bleed, and he advised with a kind-hearted look on his face, "
This is a world-level advanced fighting skill, and it is extremely powerful. No matter how many people ask for it, you can't ask for it. Look at how kind Master Xiao is to you. He gave you such a good fighting skill to practice, and you still refused. You deserve it.
What does Mr. Xiao expect from you?"
Nan Erming was almost angry to death by Xiao Zhan's words. He raised his head and stared at Xiao Zhan's extremely hateful face, wanting to punch him hard. His face was twitching, with a wave of emotion that everyone could feel.
He was so angry that he almost squeezed out each word through his teeth: "We are such good brothers, then I will give you such good fighting skills!"
"Don't worry, since we are good brothers, how can I seize the fighting skill that best matches your attributes? Then wouldn't I, Xiao Zhan, be too unjust?" Xiao Zhan laughed and patted Nan Erming.
He looked over his shoulder and said, "Brother, accept your fate and show your condolences. Look at Mr. Xiao's posture, you can't hide today."
Hearing Xiao Zhan's words, Nan Erming looked up at Xiao Yan, and suddenly collapsed, his head drooped, and he covered his face with his hands weakly, ready to cry.
"Isn't this too cruel?" Ziying said with a white face, "Is Nan Erming's beautiful face really going to be ruined?"
"Alas!" Feng Feng lamented for Nan Erming in his heart, and slowly closed his eyes, unable to bear to look at it any longer.
Xiao Yan suppressed a smile and looked at Nan Erming without saying a word. Nan Erming's mind went blank, and he became more and more certain that this fighting skill was trained for him.
"When did the world-level high-level fighting skills become worse than a big carrot, and you all push them back and forth?" Long Yi did not participate in the fighting skills auction, and asked a question in confusion.
All eyes immediately focused on Long Yi. Has Long Yi ever been stared at by everyone with such a look that wanted to laugh but didn't want to laugh? He frowned, stamped his feet, and his pink face was full of doubts: "Could it be that I
I've mispoken?"
"Hahahahaha!" Everyone couldn't help it any longer and laughed so hard that they fell forward and backward.
Xiao Zhan was the most exaggerated. He rolled down from the chair holding his belly, hit his head on the table leg, pointed at Nan Erming, and laughed so hard that he couldn't even speak.
Qing Mu'er smiled and ran up to Long Yi, rubbing Long Yi's pink face, her big watery eyes peeking at Xiao Yan's reaction from time to time.
Amidst the laughter of the crowd, Nan Erming looked at Xiao Yan through his fingers and looked at Xiao Yan, whose expression remained unchanged. He recalled Xiao Yan's sincerity towards him and bit his lips, feeling the faint salty feeling that filled the air.
, slowly took away the hands covering his face, and made up his mind.
"I'm willing to risk everything. Young Master Xiao treats me like a brother. For the sake of Young Master Xiao's great cause, am I still reluctant to let go of this stinky skin?"
At this moment, Nan Erming's heart was filled with the rustling wind and the cold water, and the heroic ambition of a warrior who had gone and never returned. That charming face was a little less soft and a little more resolute because it had a touch of tragedy.
, even more elegant.
"What a shame."
Everyone was sighing in their hearts, expecting to see Xiao Yan being so moved that he didn't look like it. When they raised their heads, they were shocked to find that Xiao Yan had turned his gaze away from Nan Erming and cast it on Zi Ying.
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"Ziying, this fighting skill can be said to be tailor-made for you, take it." Xiao Yan said lightly.
"Ah?" Nan Erming froze into a stone sculpture, as if he had heard the most incredible words in the world, and could not react for a moment.
Everyone was at a loss and looked at Xiao Yan with great confusion. This... why did Zi Ying let Zi Ying practice this fighting skill? Zi Ying is a girl.
Women value appearance far more than men. If women were asked to choose between strength and appearance, ninety-nine percent of women would choose the latter without hesitation, and Ziying was no exception.
At this time, Ziying's pretty face was pale, her clothes were soaked with cold sweat, and she didn't even turn her eyes. She just stood there stupidly, like a wooden stake. To be continued.