Another world strategy career with male gods

Son, it is really exciting. . . . "

Ziyu's voice reverberated in the hall, pushing it down layer by layer, ringing in his ears like a bell.

Xiao Ling said quietly to Chen: "It really remains the same forever! I heard from the elder brother that since he started attending this meeting, he has heard all these words."

Chen smiled slightly, which was a response to Xiao Ling.

His eyes fell on Zi Yu on the stage, his mind was complicated, and the scene that happened at the main entrance kept replaying in his mind.

Su Xing's abnormal shape of gauze around her waist, Zi Yu's inexplicable appearance, inexplicable questioning. . . .

He cautiously came to a conclusion: this person is looking for the gauze in Su Xing's hand!

But what is he looking for it for?

What the hell is that saaya?

For some reason, Chen had a bad feeling in his heart, always feeling that something was going to get out of control.

42 Weird Behavior

As soon as Chen took Su Xing out of the front door of the main hall, Sha Ling became a dead thing, swinging around her waist obediently, as if it wasn't the one who disobeyed discipline just now.

Chen returned to the front hall due to the time constraints of the conference, and returned to Mount Everest alone after waking up.

As soon as he entered, he hurriedly took off his coat and pulled out the belt.

The gauze hangs lightly from the palm of the hand, and under the light from the window, it emits a dense luster, as if covered with a layer of white mist.

Su Xing thought about the original work from beginning to end, and he didn't think of the mention of this yarn in "Demon Eater", so it must not be something important.

He shook the gauze with his hands, and the gauze trembled lightly, lying on the corpse and pretending to be obedient, he woke up and thought for a moment, tied it around his waist again, and wanted to wait for Chen to come back.

This weird and outrageous world, probably only a weird and outrageous person can explain it clearly.

When Chen came back, it was already evening, and Su Xing was cooking.

As soon as he came back, instead of running into the room to practice as usual, he walked to the door of the kitchen instead.

Su Xing was busy inside, Chen saw this scene, took back the steps of stepping into the threshold, leaned against the door with folded hands, and stared at Su Xing intently.

Su Xing took a break from his busy schedule and turned his head, startled by the sudden appearance of this person.

"what happened?"

Chen didn't speak, but shook his head thoughtfully.

"?"

The rice in the pot gurgled, Su Xing was afraid that the rice would get mushy, so he didn't have time to pay attention to him, so he hurriedly lifted the lid of the pot and took a shovel to stir the rice.

But no one can concentrate under such eyes, while Su Xing was stirring the rice, he kept scanning Chen from the corner of his eye.

Chen's body suddenly moved, Su Xing was covering the pot at first, when he moved like this, Su Xing's mind was divided, and he put the lid on the edge of the pot.

There was only a "bang" sound, and the lid of the pot hit the edge of the stove, tilting and smashing to the ground.

And directly under the lid of the pot are Su Xing's feet.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Dong was not seen, but when he woke up and reacted, the man was already standing firmly in front of him with the lid of the pot in his hand.

"Why are you so careless?" Chen frowned.

Su Xing nodded blankly.

He found that Chen was holding the lid of the pot. The rice in the pot had been boiling for a long time. The lid must be very hot, but the protagonist is holding it with his bare hands?

Su Xing looked at Chen's hand, and a strange thought came to his mind: How thick must the skin be so that it doesn't feel hot?

"Put it over there!" Su Xing pointed to the edge of the stove.

Chen put down the lid of the pot, took a step back and stood in the corner of the wall, as if he wanted to continue looking at it.

"..."

He thought for a while, didn't hold back, and said, "Can you leave here? I..."

"cannot!"

wake:"...."

Chen hooked the corner of his mouth, and suddenly joked: "I'm not here, what if you dropped the pot lid again?"

"..."

"If you... are not here, I won't throw the pot cover." Su Xing said sincerely.

Chen lowered the corner of his mouth, and his face changed suddenly: "So, this pot lid was thrown for me to see?"

wake:"...."

I'm going, but you can still misinterpret my meaning like this!

Seeing his downcast face, Su Xing's heart trembled, and he said without thinking: "Ah, actually, I wanted to show you a skill of throwing pot lids."

Chen: "..."

As soon as these words came out, Su Xing wanted to bite off the tip of his tongue.

Let me go, what kind of nonsense are you talking about, like a dishonest person teasing a little girl. . . .

Su Xing thought that Chen would be even more unhappy after hearing this, so he lowered his eyes and dared not look at him.

After a while, he didn't hear any movement beside him, Su Xing raised one eyelid to look over, and found that the man had a smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at him quietly.

"..."

Aware of the waking sight, he immediately flattened the corners of his mouth, coughed in a low voice, and said with a bit of seriousness: "It seems that we need to practice more."

After speaking, he turned around and left as if nothing had happened.

He was left with a dazed look on his face.

What do you mean?

Is he serious?

Is this man crazy?

The night fell completely, this night was not very very clear, only a few stars twinkling in the thick darkness.

When Su Xing brought the food to the table, Chen was already sitting there.

He lowered his head slightly, rubbed his chin with his hand, wondering what he was thinking.

Su Xing handed the rice to him.

"Is there anything else going on??" The corner of his eyes scanned the waist of Su Xing, and he asked suddenly.

Su Xing followed his gaze and looked at the gauze, understood what he meant, and shook his head: "No, it was very quiet when I came back, do you know the reason?"

Chen didn't answer, lowered his eyes to cover up the emotions in his eyes, picked up the bowl and chopsticks and took a few mouthfuls of food and chewed them in his mouth.

Su Xing saw that he didn't speak, nor did he ask carefully, he pulled out the chair, sat on the side and began to eat.

The air between the two was quiet for a moment.

Chen suddenly said again: "It will still haunt you now?"

It was another nonsensical question, Su Xing was stunned, and it took him a while to understand what he was talking about.

He swallowed the food in his mouth and said: "I tried it, if I can leave ten meters away, as long as it exceeds ten meters, this Sha Ling will be able to chase me over."

"Well," Chen Ruo thought, "Since this is the case, try to tie it inside or stuff it in your pocket in the future, so as not to show it outside."

"why?"

"What why?" Chen frowned, with a bit of impatience in his tone, even the hands holding the vegetables were a little heavier, and the chopsticks knocked against the edge of the plate, making a crisp sound.

wake:"..."

Faced with the protagonist's sudden madness, Su Xing felt that he was used to it.

He looked at Chen, he was so serious with anger, his brows were twisted into a rope, and the corners of his front eyes were almost brought to the top of his head by the thick eyebrows.

Su Xing couldn't tell if he was really impatient, or just pretending to be impatient because he didn't want to explain.

"Oh." Su Xing said kindly, "I see, there is no reason."

"Yeah..." Chen put the dish into his mouth, seemed satisfied with his wit, and his face returned to normal.

"..."

Su Xing secretly poked the rice in the bowl, although he looked dumb, he was actually not stupid.

All the events of this day flashed before his eyes like a lantern, especially the way Chen came back, his undisguised weird behavior and language, it showed that this person was definitely hiding something.

Just what?

Is it related to this Saaya?

What is this rag with no hint of plot content?

Su Xing took a bite of the chopsticks that didn't hold any rice, and his mind was muddled.

43 Guyue Cuixiu

A few days later, Qinghua's trial began in a hurry.

For the sake of fairness, the first round adopts the form of even numbers drawing odd numbers.

Because Chen ranked ninth in the peak, he was selected in the first round.

On the afternoon of the day when the number was drawn, he was notified that Cui Xiu, Gu Yuefeng's sixth disciple, had drawn his number.

When they heard this name, the three of them looked at each other in blank dismay.

Because none of the three knew who this Cui Xiu was.

Chen looked at Su Xing, Su Xing shook his head, he only had an impression of a few leaders of the Qinghua Sect.

Chen looked at Xiao Ling, and Xiao Ling said: "This person is very strange. I only heard that he started traveling abroad very early and often did not come back for three to five years. I don't know much about his situation."

Chen lowered his head and looked at the notice. Although he had never heard of this name, he knew that the leader of Gu Yuefeng was Shi Chong. He was honest and honest, and the disciples he wanted to teach should not be very perverted.

The next morning, the game began.

On this day, God was very kind and gave us a sunny weather.

Due to the reason of the venue, Xiao Ling's match was scheduled for the afternoon, so she happily walked behind the two of them and came to the ring.

Although she didn't bring any trumpets or whistles, Su Xing felt that this person's voice was as good as all the above penetrating instruments.

Chen stepped up the stairs step by step, and as soon as his feet stepped into the ring, Xiao Ling's voice came out: "Ah!~Little brother, come on!"

Chen staggered.

There was silence.

wake:"...."

Girl, are you sure you didn't come to tear down the stage?

In this eerie silence, there was a commotion on the other side of the crowd, and the person on the other side came.

Su Xing poked his head over, and from among the avoiding crowd, he saw clearly the person coming from the opposite side.

There was an elegant smile on the corner of the visitor's mouth, his clothes were neatly packed, and he was carrying a long sword, walking over gracefully.

Seeing everyone, he nodded politely to the people around him.

Only then did Su Xing realize that maybe two-thirds of the arena came for this young man, one-third came for soy sauce, and only he and Xiao Ling came to cheer for Chen.