"Brother Long, you said before that you could temporarily take over my body, right? If it's in my current state, how long can you take over my body? How much combat power can you show?"
Seeing that Chu Zhenhai had taken out the Blood Ting Rat again and kept driving the Blood Ting Rat forward, Chu Ye knew that he would definitely not be able to escape this time. Since he couldn't escape, let's face it head on!
"Boy Chu, now that the two of us have entered into an equal contract, I can naturally control your body for a short period of time. If you are in good health, according to your current physical strength, I can use your body to exert the combat power of a great martial artist.
But now your body can't hold it on its own, and you have to leave it to me to take over. Even if Brother Long and I have a seal on my body now and my strength is not strong enough, you will definitely not be able to bear it now. Your body will probably collapse.
of."
"Brother Long, I know everything you said, but if there is no other way now, Chu Zhenhai will find me soon, and he will be dead by then, so what's the use of being healthy..."
"this……"
Brother Long also knew that Chu Ye was telling the truth. He hesitated for a while and then continued: "Okay, I understand. If you are in your current state, I can control your body to exert the combat power of a great martial artist. It only takes a long time."
But there are only three breaths. Three breaths is the longest time I can control. If I grow your body
It will collapse directly. Even if you can survive, it will definitely be worse than death. Moreover, Mr. Chu, even only three breaths will cause great harm to you. Your current cultivation level is not guaranteed, and it will also hurt you.
The foundation of cultivation and the burden on the body may take several years to be relieved and restored."
Listening to Brother Long's words, Chu Ye's heart also sank. The consequences of Brother Long taking over his body are too serious. If he loses all his cultivation in one move and damages his foundation, it will take several years to recover. His martial arts will guide the way.
…
"Brother Long, I know everything. If Chu Zhenhai really finds me later, I will immediately rush to the window and escape as far as I can. At the critical moment, you will directly take over my body."
Although Qunfang Pavilion can be used as a hiding place, it cannot be used as a place for fighting. If there is a fight here, when the side effects come, he will let people prey on him.
"good!"
Brother Long responded in a deep voice and became alert.
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Seeing Chu Zhenhai getting closer and closer to him, the luck in Chu Ye's heart gradually dissipated completely.
Thirty meters...
Twenty meters...
Ten meters...
Chu Ye could even see every beard of Zhen Hai clearly.
"Brother Long, prepare..."
Just when Chu Ye was preparing for the last fight, the surroundings suddenly became noisy and the crowd surged. Chu Zhenhai was suddenly pushed away by the crowd, while Chu Ye was pushed forward by the crowd.
"hiss……"
The wound on his body broke again in the crowd, but this sudden change made Chu Ye even more happy.
Thanks to this incident, the distance between Chu Zhenhai and him was widened. Moreover, looking at the crowded and enthusiastic crowd, Chu Zhenhai couldn't get closer even if he wanted to.
It was also at this time that Chu Ye was able to find out what happened.
It turned out that in the previous performances, Miss Aoshuang would leave after playing a song, but this time, instead of leaving, Miss Aoshuang was planning to invite one of the people present to discuss music theory alone.
After Miss Aoshuang told the news, the entire third floor of Qunfang Pavilion rioted. Everyone kept moving forward, hoping that the person who could enter Miss Aoshuang's boudoir was themselves.
"Gentlemen!"
A girl in a goose-yellow dress came over. The girl looked about fifteen or sixteen years old. She was slim and cute. Although her appearance was not a stunning one, she was definitely a beauty. Moreover, she had a pair of round eyes.
Her big eyes are as bright as stars, and she looks very smart and lively.
Seeing this girl in a goose-yellow dress, Chu Ye couldn't help but think of Yun'er. If Yun'er were older, I'm afraid she would be as cute as this girl!
"My dear gentlemen, my young lady would like to find someone to discuss music theory and piano music with me. All young gentlemen are all talented and presumably very proficient in music theory. It is not easy for my young lady to choose at will. Therefore, please write down something on a piece of paper.
Write a poem to comment on my lady’s piano music, and then my lady will select a close friend based on your poems.”
After the girl finished speaking, a maid from Qunfang Pavilion gave pens and papers to the young men in the audience. However, this request stumped these young men.
Let them eat, drink, gamble at dice, pick up girls and bully others. They are the best of both worlds, but let them write poetry?
The poems that all of them have memorized since they were young may not be able to make up a hundred poems together, let alone write poems on the spot, and also write poems about the sound of Miss Aoshuang's piano just now, this is simply embarrassing!
"Writing poetry? This is good. This is a wonderful idea. Girl, I am willing to participate. Please give me a pen and paper!"
Suddenly, a middle-aged man in white clothes in the audience who looked to be in his forties or fifties stood up with a determined smile on his face. Chu Ye recognized this man. He was the owner of a spiritual medicine store in Shixing City.
, his family is well-off, and I usually like him, but I didn’t expect that he would come to Qunfang Pavilion at such an old age, with several sons in the family, and even wanted to be Miss Aoshuang’s guest.
"Hey, this old boy has really beautiful thoughts. Brothers, let's go to this old boy's house tomorrow and let him know who he is!"
"But what should we do in this situation today? Is it possible that this old boy will really succeed?"
"Of course not. Even if there are a few drops of ink in this old boy's belly, Miss Aoshuang will never let him in when she sees his face."
"Yes, Miss Aoshuang must also look at her face. It doesn't matter who writes what. The key is to write down her name and identity."
"Brother, you see things thoroughly. I admire you, I admire you!"
At this time, these second-generation ancestors felt that they had found a way. They asked for paper and pen one after another. They did not write any poems, but wrote down their age, name, family background, and some even asked their followers to draw a small picture.
picture.
Chu Ye was squeezed among these second-generation ancestors, with a pen and paper stuffed in his hand.
"Master, why don't you write it?"
The girl in the goose-yellow dress looked at Chu Ye with her big eyes and asked curiously.
Everyone is busy writing, but he is the only one who looks restless and has not started writing. Her girl is like a fairy, is there really anyone who can resist her charm?
"ah?"
Chu Ye was stunned. He was not here for Miss Aoshuang in the first place. Moreover, he was facing a life and death crisis. How could he have time to write poems and pick up girls.
However, in this way, Chu Ye became the target of public criticism. Chu Ye could clearly feel Chu Zhenhai's gaze looking over him and quickly smiled.
He picked up the pen and started writing on the paper.
"Miss Aoshuang is a celestial being. Naturally, I have to think carefully before I can give Miss Aoshuang a satisfactory answer."
After finishing speaking, Chu Ye began to write on the piece of paper in front of him, and in just a short moment, a poem jumped out on the paper.
"Please also ask Miss Aoshuang to comment." (To be continued)