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Chapter 245 How can the same people have different fates?

Jiangnan.

It was already evening, and the sun was setting, reflecting the orange glow in the sky.

The lights in the tall buildings turned on one by one, just in line with the idiom, the lights were bright and feasting.

As a result, more and more greetings were exchanged, the sounds of singing and dancing birds gradually surrounded the high buildings, pipa strings were played, and people drank and laughed.

Behind the noisy high-rise buildings, there is a quiet ten-mile peach blossom forest, with pavilions and pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, just like the scenery in a painting.

When the peach blossoms bloom, they are crowded together, like pink clouds falling into the world, like clusters of bright red mist, born from nothingness, or like the unique sunset reflecting on the riverside...

It's a pity that it's late spring now, and the peach blossoms are beginning to wither in clusters, just like the beauty's green hair gradually turns to white, and her plump body begins to shrink.

In addition, green leaves have also sprouted, squeezing out of the flowers one by one, making the already withered picture even more mottled.

A gust of evening wind blew, and the petals fell like rain.

In the rain of petals, Su Xingmou strode over with a basket and a flower hoe.

The task is finally completed and you can go back and hand it in!

(??????)???

But she didn't notice that two or three people were looking at her secretly behind the flower tree not far away.

"Is this okay?" Although the matter has been done, some people still question the consequences.

"No problem!" The person on the side kept his eyes on the target for a moment, "Although she is a seed player, her intelligence is only 66, which is lower than the average. This is enough!"

The average is actually 60.

But that is the average of ordinary people. Fiber competition is fierce and complicated, and those with insufficient IQ are eliminated.

Therefore, 66 is definitely less than the average of the fourth round contestants, let alone the average of the seeded players who can participate in the Time Battlefield.

There is no way, the seeded player is so popular and attracts so much attention, the information has already been grasped by all the big and small fibers nearby.

While talking, Su Xingmou came to a fork in the road.

There is a road sign at the fork in the road. There are words on the road sign and a directional arrow.

After taking a quick look, Su Xingmou turned without hesitation and headed towards the direction indicated by the tail of the arrow.

"Look!" The organizer clapped his hands to celebrate the capture of his prey.

The attendants were speechless.

Is this the level of a legendary seeded player? The sign was turned all the way and you can’t even see it?

Not to mention the coveted person who was secretly poking at him, Su Xingmou, who turned around, continued to stride like lightning, and then his steps became slower and slower.

(?ˊ????)???

There seems to be something wrong with this road...

Now she finally sees it.

It's impossible not to notice that at the end of the road is a brothel.

Yes, it was the legendary brothel where she was born.

Then because of his outstanding beauty and well-trained posture, he was promoted to an inner disciple of the Lower Five Qingmen.

But now, what's ahead is not the main building with feasting and entertainment at all, but a small two-story building.

It looks quite high, but if you look carefully, you can see that the roof of the building does not exceed the branches of the peach trees; it seems to be very short, but when you get closer, it is indeed a two-story building with elegant decoration and a relaxing environment.

Her long hair was wrapped around her fingertips, looking left and right... Su Xingmou walked up the gravel path of the second-story building, came all the way to the door, and knocked on the door.

It might as well be that the eyes of the few followers at the back are about to fall off.

"Isn't this place densely packed with traps? Where are the traps? Where are the traps?"

At the cost of several lives, including those of teammates and NPCs, this team of talents found out clearly that this is the legendary forbidden area of ​​the sect. You can’t enter unless you invite, and you can’t enter even if you invite. If you have something to do, just stand in front of the gravel road and shout.

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They changed the direction of the road signs and obscured the warning signs in front of the gravel road. They lured Su Xingmou here, hoping to eliminate hidden dangers in advance.

After all, in the battlefield of time, the seeded players are the protagonists, and the non-seeded players are often just making up the numbers.

It is definitely beneficial to be able to kill a seed in advance.

result……

"Are the inner disciples treated differently?"

"It's impossible, it's not like I haven't tried it before!"

Su Xingmou is one of the fastest inner disciples, but he is definitely not the only one.

"Or a seeded player..."

"It's true that the seeded players are all very strong, but there is no special treatment. This is recognized."

The reason is actually very simple.

There are formations around the small building, and the changes are so unpredictable that it is difficult to figure out. If you want to enter, you must master the correct formula and then calculate it based on the weather and celestial phenomena; or you may be like Su Xingmou, who does not know the formula, but just steps on every step.

At the formation gate...

It's like rolling dice, but when necessary, the number is 666. It's just a coincidence.

"Duh!" Su Xingmou knocked on the door.

"Creak!" Suddenly the door opened, but there was no one behind it, as if it had been opened by itself.

Entering the door is a gorgeous living room, with carpets under your feet and well-organized bookshelves around it. There is an incense burner burning incense, and a cat sleeping soundly on a high shelf.

In the middle is a hanging painting, depicting a man and woman who look like a couple of gods. The man’s sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes are majestic, and the woman’s... At first glance, she has an outstanding temperament and the stars are over the moon. Only when you look closely will you find that her face is dim and unclear.

, as if the paper in that area alone was moldy.

On the side is a bookcase.

Behind the desk, a white-haired woman was frowning and thinking in front of several patterns on rice paper.

Although she has white hair, the woman has picturesque eyebrows and delicate skin, and does not look old at all. Instead, she looks like a young girl, with more than enough lolita but not enough in her twenties. She just has an unwarranted aura of keeping strangers away.

"Did your master ask you to come here? Do you think you can solve my problem and inherit my legacy?"

Without raising her eyes, the white-haired woman asked in a soft voice that matched her appearance.

Solve the problem? Inherit the mantle?

Su Xing's eyes were blank.

"Senior, I just came to ask for directions. How do I get back to the main building?"

The white-haired woman suddenly raised her head and stared at Su Xingmou: "You are not an inner disciple? Were you not sent by Su Lin?"

A gust of wind blew up, her robes fluttered, and her white hair changed from soft to snarling, as if there was static electricity, and it seemed like... a fan was turned on. The movie queen is very familiar with this scene.

It's like when the BGM sounds, the battle is about to begin; when the electric fan blows, the mood will definitely catch up.

"Senior, I am an inner disciple. I just went to the wrong place..."

While she was speculating on the identity of the woman in front of her and why she lived in such a remote corner of Peach Blossom Forest, she answered slightly panicked.

Watching the white-haired woman's hair getting more and more erect, her anger tank getting fuller and fuller, Su Xingmou suddenly noticed the familiar patterns on her desk, and she felt blessed: "Senior, I was not sent by the master.

But I know the answer to that question." He pointed at the table.

The white-haired woman's hair was frozen, her anger meter was temporarily locked, and she looked at Su Xingmou suspiciously: "Do you know the answer?"

"Yes." Su Xingmou nodded without regret, "The key to the question is that the space that we usually think of as flat may not really be flat. It may also be elliptical or hyperbolic... and the Pythagorean chord may not be flat.

Even if it is straight, the sum of the vertex angles may not be equal.”

Yes, the case of the white-haired woman is clearly a question about Riemannian geometry.

Unfortunately, she couldn't even summarize the most basic things about Riemannian geometry, let alone continue to deduce it.

Su Xingmou is actually half-assed, but who asked her to take Ye Han's class and be the best at memorizing lines?

[Hai Ruoruo’s favorability towards you has increased by 80! 】

[Hai Ruoruo’s favorability towards you has increased by 100! 】

[Hai Ruoruo’s favorability towards you has increased by 120! 】



It's not the number of words, but the more the white-haired woman thought about it, the more mysterious these sentences became!

For her, who has struggled with this type of topic for a long time, it is like outlining the contract and opening up a new world!

Therefore, the favorable impressions come one after another and are uncontrollable.

"You are indeed an inner disciple of Qingmen, right?"

"Uh-huh."

"Then you are willing to worship me as your master? Inherit my mantle and become my true disciple?" The white-haired woman looked at Su Xingmou passionately, from head to toe. The more she looked at it, the more satisfied she became, whether it was her figure, appearance, or

Of all her talents, what’s especially rare is her talent in magic!

【??﹏??】

"Bless you?" Su Xingmu keenly heard the strangeness in the words.

"I made a bet with the demon master back then. Because I lost the bet, I had to take charge of the Qingmen lineage on his behalf. It has been more than thirty years now. But I am not a member of the Qingmen, but a member of the Yingui sect of the holy religion."

"Are you willing to worship me as your teacher and follow me to practice the secrets of the Holy Religion?"

"Yin... Yin Gui Faction?" The name sounds frustrating. The female star couldn't help but think.

Although you misunderstood the name and deliberately refused, is it possible for you to reject the demon sect's recruitment of disciples if you want? It doesn't exist.


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