Chapter 562 Is the son handsome? [For the book friend, come to the Silver Alliance
Zhao Rong felt like he was listening to a book from heaven.
Is this a job that a normal young divorcee can do?
He suddenly became angry.
Forget it, the Sword Spirit guy lives in Versailles every day. After all, he is old and likes to talk about his past bravery. Zhao Rong chose to laugh it off, but what the hell is a little girl like you who has become an ‘ordinary’ person?
Do you want me to respect the elderly and love the young?
Gui smiled so hard that he almost couldn't stand up straight, and tried to sound serious and serious, "Mr. Zhao, do you want to teach her a lesson? This little girl dares to show off in front of Mr. Zhao..."
Zhao Rong was expressionless and didn't want to pay much attention to it.
The two of them were standing in the square grid, one behind the other.
He was in front, and when he looked back, he saw that this little divorced girl with missing front teeth had been in Fuyao for four and a half times, and felt that it was very difficult to deal with her.
Xiaoyu, however, continued to talk passionately to his close brother:
"... As for how many times this somewhat weird set of exercises has been run, well, strictly speaking, this set of exercises cannot be calculated in terms of times. I wonder why not, Mr. Zhao, let me tell you in detail..."
Mr. Zhao quickly waved his hand, "Forget it, it's better not to use it."
At this moment, he just wanted to send this little girl away immediately.
So Mr. Zhao seemed to be in a hurry, so he turned around and looked around absentmindedly.
He said calmly: "This question..."
Xiaoyu answered nervously: "Mr. Zhao, does this question count as my passing?"
She pursed her lips, "But I really don't have any practice questions to ask."
Someone pretended to sigh softly, shook his head, and said calmly and generously: "It's okay, it's okay. You've passed this question."
Xiaoyu's eyes lit up, then brightened again, "Thank you, Mr. Zhao, but...well, I seem to have a problem."
"Why is there another problem?" Zhao Rong's expression changed, but he quickly returned to normal, and he patiently said "curiously": "Oh? What's the problem?"
Xiaoyu was a little embarrassed and said: "Actually, you asked me. I thought of it on the spur of the moment. I didn't think much about it before. I always thought that training is as simple as practicing, then breaking through, and then continuing to practice, and it starts over and over again.
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Zhao Rong smiled and nodded, "Yeah."
Seeing this, Xiaoyu was a little encouraged. He crossed his arms and nodded seriously, "Well, now I remember what Sister Xiu'er said before, and I have a little doubt..."
"Sister Xiu'er mentioned that there are nine grades of golden elixir. The ninth grade golden elixir has nine cracks on the golden elixir. The higher the grade, the fewer the number of cracks. In the golden elixir realm... you cannot cast one without one.
Isn’t it the golden elixir with a crack? It’s perfect. Isn’t it beautiful? It’s invincible in the world!”
The little girl clenched her fists and waved, but then she scratched her head and said doubtfully:
"It's just that no one seems to have mentioned this before. Is it not feasible or why? Mr. Zhao, do you know?"
Zhao Rong thought for a while and wanted to point at his face and say seriously... Is this something I can understand?
But if you really do this, it would be too embarrassing.
I'm afraid Xiaoyu will run back and tell her sister Xiu'er... Mr. Zhao, that's all good, just some embroidered pillows.
Can this be tolerated?
Zhao Rong sighed and shook his head pretending to be emotional, "Good question."
He glanced at Xiaoyu's little face that looked expectant and slightly adoring, and shouted in his heart:
"Stop laughing, it's time to get to work!"
Anyway, I laughed so much that my stomach hurt. I waved my hand and said, "Wait a minute, what does this have to do with me? This little girl asked you."
"Oh, neither can you."
"You don't know how!"
"Oh, if you don't know, just say it, I won't ask."
Gui Aojiao said: "Nonsense! Who said I can't do it? Boy, let me tell you, explain to her like this..."
Sword Spirit chuckled and taught Zhao Rong something.
The latter nodded.
He feels that his sword spirit is actually quite easy to get along with...
At this time, Xiaoyu looked longingly at Mr. Zhao, and saw him thinking for a moment, and then smiled lightly, "I... understand a little bit."
The little fish standing in the grid leaned back slightly and took a breath of cold air.
"Know a little bit" again? The young master just said that he "knew a little bit" about hopscotch, and he had already fooled her.
Zhao Rong smiled and said: "What is the realm after the golden elixir realm?"
"What is the state of the Half-step Nascent Soul?"
"The golden elixir shatters along the sky mark, like a broken cooked egg. It is broken but not broken. You can't see the appearance of the Dao Nascent Soul contained in it. I heard... it is the state of mind cultivation."
Zhao Rong nodded, looked at Xiaoyu, and smiled without saying a word.
Why didn't you say anything?
Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, looking at Zhao Rong doubtfully, and then suddenly seemed to realize something.
"I understand, young master! Are you saying that if it is a perfect golden elixir, without the sky mark, it cannot be broken and enter the state of half-step Nascent Soul? This is also the Yuanying that does not have a perfect golden elixir on the mountain!?"
The little girl suddenly realized that what she had said just now was Mr. Zhao's inspiration.
Zhao Rong smiled.
From just now until now, Xiaoyu likes to peek at Zhao Rong's face from time to time for some reason. But at this time, Zhao Rong enlightened her with some light words...
With two blessings, the little girl raised her little head and looked at Zhao Rong's fair face and Feng Qingyun's pale complexion.
Her eyes widened and shone brightly.
Well, the young master is so powerful, and he is still...very good...
Xiaoyu swallowed the word 'look' at the end. When she saw Zhao Rong's gaze, her little heart started to beat faster. She realized it later and quickly looked away.
The little girl lowered her head, her eyes a little evasive.
She looked at the square grid on the ground and whispered: "Sir, I...I have advanced one square."
Her voice was very low, and after she finished speaking, she jumped forward.
It's on the same grid as Zhao Rong.
A bit crowded.
Zhao Rong nodded carelessly, "Yes."
At the same time, he took a step back and gave some space to the little girl.
Xiaoyu found that she was very close to Mr. Zhao. He was right in front of her, tall and blocking most of her field of vision, like...a thick mountain.
The little girl looked down at the embroidered shoes that Sister Xiu'er bought for her, and then for some reason, she suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
Well, maybe it was because she knew Mr. Zhao was giving in to her. This game rule of 'advance one space after answering the question' was obviously a waste of time.
What's strange is that the little girl didn't feel embarrassed just now, but now she starts to feel embarrassed.
She didn't know why either.
Anyway, I just felt weird.
At this moment, I saw the little girl in front of me who suddenly became shy and was still one square away from reaching the finish line.
Zhao Rong rubbed his face, and then remembered the mirror he had silently looked at once when he took out the clothes from the Xumi items and changed into them in the main hall just before going out, and the 'person' in the mirror.
He looked at Xiaoyu, nodded, "Ask a question to get points."
"Ah, oh oh."
The little fish nodded its head as if pecking rice, and waited with bated breath.
However, after a moment, there was still no voice from the young master in front of him.
The little fish that lowered its head quietly raised its head, trying to take a look at someone's face again.
Zhao Ronghu said: "Am I handsome?"
Xiaoyu's face suddenly turned red.
A second ago, she was still dancing like a golden rooster on her own, but she staggered back two steps.
Xiaoyu hurriedly stabilized his body, then turned around and ran away without saying a word.
A certain little girl's face was flushed.
Just like the red pomegranate grains in autumn, they are crystal clear and red, and you can squeeze out water with just a pinch...
"..."
On the same spot, Zhao Rong pouted slightly, staring blankly in the direction of the little fish running away, somewhat speechless.
No, why are you running?
He turned around and looked behind him. There was nothing scary.
Gui couldn't help laughing, "What else could it be because of? That little girl's face turned as red as an apple. Tsk tsk."
It sighed: "Zhao Rong, as expected, you won't even let such a small one go."
Zhao Rong frowned and relaxed, not wanting to pay attention to it.
He raised his hands and rubbed his face, muttering to himself: "What are these little girls thinking about now? I asked you seriously, okay? By the way, is this new face really handsome...
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Zhao Rong sounded helpless.
At this time, Gui was also amazed, "Zhao Rong, you have indeed become more handsome."
The tone is firm.
When Zhao Rong left the hall and looked in the mirror just now, it also saw it.
Well, the sword master is much more pleasing to the eye than before. The purple-clothed sword spirit who had to work hard to train the sword master is very pleased.
Finally, it is no longer ordinary and very safe when walking, but it can attract people to look back.
For example, when Xiaoyu was talking to Zhao Rong just now, he kept peeking at Zhao Rong's face from time to time.
The little girl may have thought that her behavior was not discovered, but such a little girl could not hide the matter on her face, and it all fell under the noses of Zhao Rong and the watching Sword Spirit.
It's just that it has never been revealed.
However, I still felt that this little girl's reaction seemed a bit too big, as if... she had never seen a handsome man before.
It is said that Li Di Zhong is beautiful and rich in beauties.
The Li Di people also inherited the Li Ren bloodline of the ancient Li people who were tall and beautiful, so there should be no shortage of handsome men and beautiful women.
It’s no surprise that Zhao Rong and Gui have seen a lot in Dali these days.
So logically, the girl named Xiaoyu shouldn't be making such a fuss.
Moreover, although this little girl is missing two front teeth and is still a thin, short and stunted figure, she is beautiful in her bones and not in her skin. In their eyes, they can already tell that she is a beautiful woman.
Zhao Rong was also a little puzzled, "Could it be that... this young master is so handsome? These little girls can't handle it. Hey, will this young master finally have to bear this kind of trouble... It's really nerve-wracking."
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As he spoke, he reached out his hand sadly and touched his fair, thin and handsome face.
Return: "…………"
Zhao Rong took out another bronze mirror from Xumiwu and looked down at it.
These were still the facial features that he was quite familiar with, but his appearance was completely different.
This difference does not mean that he has changed his appearance and features, but that... he has become more handsome.
An intuitive feeling.
But at a glance, one can still recognize that this face belongs to him, Zhao Rong.
So familiar yet strange.
Zhao Rong observed carefully, and after a while, he discovered something strange.
His original facial features were not ugly, but when combined, his appearance became a bit ordinary and unremarkable.
And now Zhao Rong's facial features seem to have been refined and become more beautiful and perfect.
The proportions of the facial features have also changed, making them more harmonious and unified.
The combination of sword eyebrows, starry eyes, and straight nose is just right, and the lips are also healthy and rosy...
He has the heroic spirit of a seven-foot man but without losing his sophistication and looks rough, but just right.
The curvature of the entire face at the edge has also been re-outlined delicately and smoothly.
Coupled with 'freshly baked' fair skin.
Handsome and heroic.
all of these.
It is as if a crudely carved statue had been taken over by a sensitive and talented sculptor and carefully designed while retaining some elements.
It's like it has been reshaped.
Handsome meets self-consciousness and...a certain harsh aesthetic.
Gui said: "Zhao Rong, your new face is indeed good, but it is not the most handsome man I have ever seen."
Zhao Rong thought for a while and said with a smile: "Then I take it as a compliment? Wait, are you going to add later that the most handsome man you have ever seen...is actually the Great Sword Spirit himself?"
Gui curled his lips and did not answer the question to explain that his guess was so far off.
It looked at Zhao Rong's pleasing appearance again and added:
"And from what I can see now, your picture is indeed handsome and distinctive. You are handsome but full of heroic spirit. You are not the kind of neutral and feminine person who is so handsome that you can compete with women. Well, it's pretty good."
Zhao Rong blinked. If the sword spirit said this before, then it would probably be yin and yang to stimulate him.
But now.
Well, is it the first time in your life to be praised so much by someone other than himself, and also by the picky and sharp-tongued Sword Spirit?
Zhao Rong just wanted to be humble, but suddenly said:
"So, this is wrong, this is very wrong."
Zhao Rong answered subconsciously, "What's wrong?"
Sword Spirit said with determination: "Logically speaking, it is impossible for you to become handsome."