So What If You’ve Been Reborn? Chapter 137: Deviation
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The next day, Shi Feng stopped retreating and reappeared before the eyes of the demons.
And Chen He dazedly touched the bright red bruises on his neck, and then took out a mirror to disperse the ghost from the storage bag, and directly used the magic weapon as an ordinary bronze mirror, with a strange expression on the left and right.
Since the last time in the capital, Chen He decisively stuffed that memory into the corner of the mirage, and would never look through it when nothing happened. He relied on Shi Feng to take it for granted, and it had no effect.
The consequence was that Chen He was awkward and awkward last night. He didn't know where to put his hands, so he resolutely entangled Shi Feng's body. It is conceivable that he suffered a great loss.
He touched his eyes and noticed that the corners of his eyes were a little red, then he closed them, and when he opened them, he was safe and sound.
The hands and feet were a little soft. Chen He didn't stand up, and he directly meditated. His spirit was overflowing and he half-floated in the air. His inner breath wandered for six weeks, and he felt his stiffness and numb waist.
There is only a faint throbbing pain somewhere, which can be completely ignored for Chen He.
No matter how painful it is, there is no pain from the fierce beast's paw being pulled from its back.
Shi Feng is very careful, and he always has endless patience with Chen He. Chen He's current discomfort is just because he didn't distinguish the severity last night and didn't know the situation. Whether he was uncomfortable or comfortable, he just knew to stick to Shi So what had been done only once on Feng's body became several times, until a faint dawn appeared on the horizon.
Chen He didn't want to see Mirage, but he couldn't help it.
After blushing for a while, Chen He discovered that although he was not drunk, he had done something stupid.
——*When the bones were eroding, he still stretched out his hand on the ground to fumble for his clothes, Shi Feng held his hand to stop him from moving, after a long while, Chen He was dizzy and regained his senses, and he did not give up. The hand continues to touch. When Shi Feng slowed down, and asked what he was doing, Chen He blurted out and said that there was no bedding and no account, so he could only find clothes to wipe his face.
How normal, Chen He thought angrily, no matter who cried like that, he would want to wipe it off quickly.
Especially in Chen He's subconscious mind, he didn't want to lose face in front of his senior, it was too ugly.
Chen He saw how he was crying in Mirage's memory, and he was entangled: How old is he, why do he still cry, and what style? People in the world, *Wushan, there were no tears (there are too many...).
Besides, the brother looked very strange after hearing the words... This, shouldn't you be angry?
Being disregarded, Chen He seriously looked at the memory several times. Basically, he started thinking about it from crying. He only saw that his face was red and the uncomfortable parts were more obvious, and even his breathing became a little short.
If it hadn't been enough toss last night, the Beixuan technique would be able to stick to the state of mind, I'm afraid that the body will have some changes.
Chen He resolutely sealed the memory again, and held his breath for a long while practicing, only then slowly finished his clothes and went out.
The ground was full of withered yellow leaves in the small courtyard, and the wind was much cooler.
When Chen He was wearing clothes, he felt a little trembling in his limbs, besides soreness and numbness, and even some strange discomfort when the clothes were rubbed. At this moment, the cold wind was rolling in along the collar. Chen He couldn't help being agitated, his hands and feet were soft. It feels even worse, if it is not supported by a mouthful of true essence, it will almost reveal something wrong.
This is fiery love. Chen He didn't understand the afterthought.
Taigu empowerment does not say this.
He only treats this improperly as a normal situation, and he doesn't know what it looks like to others that the complexion is pink at this moment, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes are lazy and contented.
No one dared to take a step near Shi Feng's residence. After leaving the small courtyard, the number of people gradually increased.
The demon cultivators all know that Chen He is the younger brother of the blood demon, who is not easy to offend. Moreover, the cultivation base of the Yuan Ying period is enough in the magic way, and there are too many people to compare with Chen He, so Everyone put on a respectful look and avoided, and occasionally encountered a Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator, and was seeing Chen He without bowing their heads. They were suspicious, but did not dare to ask more.
——Young Master Chen is full of energy, thought he was comfortable last night?
What can you say?
The demons are not fools. Chen Heyi didn’t go to the green house. Lou Chuguan didn’t visit Liyuan Jiaofang, and he didn’t go out last night. The county town is just so big. Could it be that Chen He could hide a woman in the house? ?
Even if you really hide a woman, will you be so lazy this night? What about the strength of the monks in the Yuan Ying period? Judging from his complexion, Chen He is not like a monk who lacks Yuanyang and lacks energy.
Associated with some rumors, the demons understood without a teacher.
——Speaking of the Lord leaving the customs this morning?
Well, this is quite meaningful!
Chen He didn't realize this secret guess, he still has a trouble to deal with!
Take three or five magic repairs, go out proudly, and go straight to the pawnshop where the disciple of the five poisons is imprisoned.
The Mo Xiu who followed Chen He along the way stopped talking.
As if nothing had happened, Chen He knocked over two strange monks in one move. Before the mortal people could react, Chen He brazenly stood up to the name of "bullying men and women" and even "stealing children". I didn't bother to buckle, and directly beat the two gossips on the side of the road with blue noses and swollen faces.
It doesn't matter if you beat people, the action is still antelope hanging horns, and there is no trace of chic.
Finally, I picked up the two messy repairers, and said coldly:
"On Yuzhou Road, just gossiping, and dare to be presumptuous in front of me, looking for death."
Throwing it back, only a click was heard, and one of the hapless arms was broken.
Chen Heyang walked away, and the magic repair who always followed behind silently said to the two casual repairs with a grinning smile: "Next time you recruit a bright spot, and provoke Young Master Chen, his life is worrying."
Who is Master Chen? As long as you inquire carefully in Yuzhou, you will know that it is the brother of the blood demon Shi Feng.
The two had just laughed and talked about the wise life of Nan Hongzi of the Northern Xuan School, and died of a casual repair, so he had to eat this dumb loss and ran away griefly.
Chen He was also upset by these two people.
The movement range is slightly larger, and the discomfort on the body is particularly obvious. Fortunately, after the spiritual energy has walked for a while, the strange feeling that will tremble when rubbing against the silk shirt feels much better.
When I was beating someone before, I had planned to raise my foot, but immediately clamored from the waist, Chen He was extremely depressed.
——He never wanted to understand that the suffering he suffered was caused by his endless disturbances in untimely circumstances last night.
Chen He's thoughts came to the question of whether Shi Feng was angry or not. He thought about it carefully just now. The brother seems to have really stopped himself with a bad tone several times and said that he was not moving. Never before.
Frustration flooded my heart.
Chen He passed by a bookstore, he moved his head and went in.
Those who can afford books these days are rich people or those who want to study the civil examination.
A scholar in an old robe took two and a half old pamphlets and seemed to be bargaining with his buddy. As soon as Chen He came in, the buddy left the scholar impatiently and greeted Chen He with a smile on his face:
"What does Master Chen want to pick today?"
A few days ago, Chen He came to visit and bought Yuzhou’s local history and talked about it. The bookstore’s clerk heard from the shop next to him that Mr. Chen was generous and regardless of the price. Today, seeing someone come back again, I’m not happy The truth.
Chen He was about to speak, and suddenly felt an unkind look.
He frowned and glanced at him, seeing that he was a poor scholar, a mortal man, he turned his head indifferently, and used the handle of the fan that he used to pretend to click on the piles of weird talks, and he was kind to the buddy. Said: "You only have books, no picture albums?"
The privately printed ghost talks of the folks, which are said to be rural legends, in fact, the content is very fragrant and colorful, some are more obscure, some are full. Every year, the government banned a group of exaggerated ones, and turned a blind eye to others. After all, it is impossible for a bookstore to only sell sage books, and the words of sages cannot be eaten.
There are many things Chen He doesn't understand, but he knows some common sense.
For example, the bookstore sells an album of Erotica...
The guy's eyes brightened when he heard that, the price of the Spring Palace Atlas is naturally much higher. Which dude doesn't like to have one?
"Oh, that's too much, son, wait a minute, I'll go inside and find it for you?" The man rubbed his hands and said.
"Huh, insulting gentleman!" The scholar dropped his book and walked away angrily, as if he heard something dirty, and even said that he would go back to wash his ears.
The buddy didn't pay any attention to him, he just left, saving much trouble.
After a while, he took out a stack of books, and Chen He frowned and lifted it with a fan. Without looking carefully, he moved to the side: "It's not like this."
There is a man and a woman in this photo album. You can tell from the bun.
A few magic corrections turned the booklet indifferently, and muttered that there was nothing good in this county. Suddenly, when Chen He said this, their expressions froze.
Think of the rumors immediately, and they all understand.
Well, it's really wrong.
One of the magic repairs also brought the buddy to the side to point out: "I heard that, my son doesn't want such a clichéd booklet, just take some stuff from the bottom of the box...Longyang..."
The last two words were said very lowly, and my fellow suddenly realized.
"Yes! Yes, they were purchased from Beijing a year ago. If you are a small one, I will get it."
Chen He is calm and not embarrassed.
Even after I got the booklet, I flipped through it in public. I carefully picked two copies and took them away. They were also the most expensive. This made the Mo Xiu following him more suspicious.
Everyone knows that double repairing furnaces is just like that. There are no tricks. After all, it's cultivation, not for fun. You don't need to read this kind of booklet.
And usually, the one who made the furnace tripod loses his Yuanyang, loses his essence, and his true essence is sluggish, and his body suffers. Whatever he does, he will have to look at more detailed catalogs to make himself suffer more. ?
The strangest thing is that Chen He doesn't seem to be hiding anything!
Don’t talk about mortals, monks come to buy this kind of things. They don’t always leave in a hasty look. There is no way to stand there and pick them slowly in broad daylight—after all, this is a day propaganda. Prostitution will be criticized heavily. The world.
Is Chen He like a furnace tripod? Is this incomparable appearance like the one who is forced or forced?
The hearts of the demons are tense: totally different! !
A terrible, terrible thought came into their minds, and this thought suddenly swelled to the extreme when they thought of Shi Feng's appearance.
No, it's impossible!
So the demons were very bad, and followed Chen He all the way to the pawnshop, all of them pale.
"What happened to that person?" Chen Heman asked casually.
"Return to the son, stubborn, full of disrespectful words." The low-level magic repairman of the pawnshop didn't understand at all, why the face of the person who followed Chen He was so terrible, and he was scared to reply respectfully.
Chen He smiled: "It's okay, let him scold him, he will worry about the situation of his junior and sisters when he is finished. He speaks quickly, but it is undesirable."
He said as he went down to the cellar.
The disciples of the Five Poison Sect who were locked up inside and could not move, heard the words, furiously struggling.
Someone lit a torch, and the light of the jumping fire reflected on Chen He's satiated, faintly dizzy face. The originally handsome and delicate eyebrows became more distinctive.
Everyone caught a glimpse of it, and they all stayed for a while.
Thinking of Chen He’s words, the disciple of the Five Poison Sect had a canthus and yelled furiously: "Prostitute, you, what did you do to my junior sister?"
"..."
The magic repair behind Chen He can't help but think with contempt: Your junior sister? Don't say I didn't see it, just say that there are more female nuns than the Venerable. How many have we not met in our life?
The author has something to say: As a Chen He who has watched his protagonist action movie, would he be uncomfortable looking at the album of Chun Palace? ? What are you kidding me?╮(╯_╰)╭