Quick Wear: The Crazy Lord God is again training the sweet host

Chapter 357 Junior Brother is using his waist to exchange for magic weapon again (4)

Xing Chen was unable to dodge this time. He suppressed his nausea and thought, just vomit, and then take off his coat and throw it away.

A wise man never suffers a loss in front of him. He is no match for Wei Canyang now. He has to endure it for now and wait until he enters the Xu Luo realm.

He knew how to capture the spirit beast that would appear in the Misty Forest. The spirit beast was of a very high level, equivalent to the Golden Core Realm of a human. After the spirit contract was finalized, he would try to deal with Wei Canyang.

When the time comes, he will find a spit on the street and rub Wei Canyang's face on it.

Unexpectedly, just as he was trying hard to suppress his nausea and stood there motionless waiting for the spit to fall on him, a strong wind suddenly blew up in the valley.

Xing Chen watched with his own eyes as the spit, which was halfway in flight, was blown back by the wind and landed stickily on Wei Canyang's face!

"..."

Wei Canyang was stunned, probably because he was disgusted. After a while, he jumped up and down and started screaming.

He wiped his face with his sleeves desperately, but after he was done he started to feel that his sleeves were dirty and took off his coat.

Xing Chen put his hands behind his back and pinched his fingers hard to stop himself from laughing out loud.

A hand gently touched his fingers behind him, and Xing Chen turned his head and looked at Xuan Luo with a smile.

The smile in those eyes was like the peach blossoms blooming in March to welcome the spring, reflected in the spring water and blowing in one's face, so beautiful that it made people dizzy.

"Ok?"

Xuan Luo lowered his eyes to look at his fingers and reminded him gently, "Your hands are all red from pinching them."

Xing Chen was still laughing: "Oh."

Wei Canyang had already thrown away his coat, looking extremely angry.

The wind just now was strange. He knew that Xing Chen had no spiritual power and certainly couldn't control the wind, but he still blamed Xing Chen.

If the empty bottle hadn't made him angry, how could he have thought of spitting? If he didn't spit, the spit wouldn't have flown back at him.

He used weird logic to convince himself, and then prepared to punch Xing Chen from a distance to vent his anger.

At this time, Yan Qianqian shouted from behind him: "Little Senior Brother, stop wasting time with irrelevant people. Come over here and get ready. We are going to enter the Void Logic Realm."

This insignificant person was obviously referring to Xing Chen.

With Yan Qianqian's help, Wei Canyang felt that her words would make Xing Chen feel worse than being punched, so he stopped, expressed his contempt for Xing Chen with a "Pooh", and quickly ran back.

Below the arena, disciples of Lingtian Sect called their friends and started walking towards the stage in groups, shouting at each other.

Only Xingchen was left alone at the end.

"Don't you have any companions either?" Xuan Luo asked behind Xing Chen.

Xing Chen keenly heard the word "also" he said.

For some reason, even though it was the first time he met this person, he felt friendly and warm about this person.

"Are you alone too?" Xing Chen turned around and looked at him with sparkling eyes.

Xuan Luo nodded, "Let's form a team, so we can take care of each other."

Xing Chen was very happy that he said that, but his situation was a bit special, so he told him the situation first.

"I have no spiritual power and I'm just an ordinary person. Are you sure you want to team up with me? I might be a burden to you."

Xuan Luo said nonchalantly: "I have spiritual power, but not much, which is not much different from having none. I am afraid that I will be a burden to you."

Xing Chen smiled and stretched out his hand to him, "How is that possible? As long as you don't mind, we can go together."

Xuan Luo looked at his hand and almost wanted to lower his head and kiss it.

He suppressed the impulse that was surging in his heart and gently held Xing Chen's hand.

"it is good."

The two followed the crowd and slowly walked towards the arena.

"By the way, I still don't know your name. My name is Xingchen, Ji Xingchen, what's yours?"

"My name is... Fu Jun. Fu means "Master" and Jun means "at the critical moment."

"..." Xing Chen glanced at Xuan Luo, blinked her beautiful eyes, and seemed to have discovered something particularly interesting, and couldn't help but laughed softly.

Xuan Luo pretended not to understand, "What's wrong? My name is funny?"

When he asked this, Xing Chen laughed even more happily.

"Fu Jun, your name sounds like Husband. Every time a girl calls you by your name, it seems like you're taking advantage of her."

Xuan Luo looked as if he had suddenly realized something. "Oh, it's true. I never felt that way before. Now that you put it that way, I really feel like I've taken advantage of you."

The two shared the time when they entered Lingtian Sect to become disciples, and Fu Jun's time was one year earlier than Xing Chen's.

In order to avoid being called "husband" over and over again, Xing Chen simply called him "senior brother".

Although he is a man and there is no disadvantage in calling him husband, it still feels weird.

Xuan Luo always had a smile on his face, and no matter what Xing Chen called him, he responded happily.

The disciples who entered the arena disappeared one after another in the white light cast by the bronze mirror.

Xing Chen and Xuan Luo were the last wave, and they walked into the white light together.

Soon, my vision was completely taken up by white light, and I couldn't see anything in front of me.

When the white light slowly disappeared, they turned around and found themselves standing in endless yellow sand.

A gust of wind blew, and fine yellow sand and dust came up.

A ruined ancient city stood alone on the horizon. The disciples of Lingtian Sect who had entered before them had already run towards the ancient city.

"Sword Tomb." Xing Chen looked at the ancient city and said softly.

Xuan Luo turned his head to look at him, "Xing Chen, is this your first time entering the Xu Luo Realm as well?"

Xing Chen nodded. In order not to reveal the secret of his rebirth, he deliberately explained: "I have no spiritual roots, I am just a mortal, but I am unwilling to be so ordinary. I heard that there will be treasures in Xu Luo Realm that can change fate. I have been preparing for these years and asked a lot of brothers who have entered Xu Luo Realm."

"So even though this is my first time here, in my mind, I have been here many times."

Xuan Luo gave him a thumbs up and praised him, "Xing Chen, you are awesome. I didn't think too much about it. I follow Master to guard the alchemy furnace every day and I don't know what it's like outside. I came here this time only because I'm old enough and Master urged me to come. Otherwise, I wouldn't want to come myself."

Xuan Luo told Xing Chen that he was a disciple of Elder Yue Ci from the Lingtian Sect, who was obsessed with alchemy and never cared about worldly affairs.

Xing Chen immediately understood why he had never seen him before.

Elder Yueci is the second most mysterious person in Lingtian Sect after Elder Cangming. Unless there is a major event in the sect, he almost never appears.

"I envy you. You have Elder Yueci protecting you. You can concentrate on doing one thing in the alchemy room without worrying about the right and wrong outside. How wonderful."

Xuan Luo lowered his eyes and looked at him, his gaze as gentle as water.

"Xing Chen, are you unhappy under Elder Haoran's tutelage?"

Xing Chen touched his nose and said, "It's okay."

A gust of yellow sand was blown over by the wind. Xuan Luo stood in front to block the sand for Xing Chen and gently rubbed his head.

"Xingchen, when we get back, I'll ask Master to get you back, okay?"

Xing Chen looked at him blankly, "Huh?"

"From now on, the two of us will stay in the alchemy room and make pills every day."