The brother I picked up is enchanted

When Meng Lingrong left the Qianli Restaurant, there were many more pedestrians on the road than before.

He only believed half of He Boying's words, and he had to verify the rest by himself.

He gently raised his hand, and a water butterfly flew out from his sleeve.Passers-by nearby couldn't help but take a few more glances when they saw it, and saw that the water butterfly was as agile as a living thing, with translucent water marks on its wings.

The water butterfly flapped its crystal blue wings and flew around Meng Lingrong, then followed Luo Xuanchuan's breath and headed north.

The north of Nanquan City is a land of wealth and wealth, where many rich merchants live.At this time, a group of people surrounded a gambling house, most of them were watching the fun, and no one stepped forward to stop it.

Someone showed an unbearable expression, and was persuaded by the people on the side: "You better not go up, it's useless to go, the Han family in Nanquan City is like this, not to mention that this child is the one that the young master of the Han family called for."

"There are three major families in Nanquan City. The son of the Han family, Han Shi, his father is the head of the Han family, and his mother is the elder sister of the head of the Bai family. He is walking sideways in Nanquan City. Moreover, these big clans of cultivation and those of the immortal sects have quite a lot of connections. Contact, even if the disciples of the sect really came, most of them would not dare to intervene."

The man continued to persuade: "Although there are many sect disciples in Nanquan City now, those big monks prefer to be quiet and usually choose to settle in the quiet and secluded West City, so why would they come to the north early in the morning to take care of these things?" Worldly trifles?

What's more, all cultivators have higher hearts than the sky, and don't necessarily care about the life and death of ordinary people..."

Before he finished speaking, a person dressed as a disciple of the sect appeared in front of him.It's just that there are many monks coming to Nanquan City now, and I don't know which sect the other party belongs to.

"Could it be that there are monks really in charge of Mr. Han's affairs?" He thought to himself, and stopped talking under the gaze of his companion.

"Young master, I beg you to save my son! The little old man will treat you like a cow and a horse to repay you!" An old man saw this indifferent young man in front of him as if he had seen a savior. Grab the opponent's sleeve.

And it seemed that there was a sudden blur in front of his eyes, and he didn't even touch a piece of the other party's clothes.

Luo Xuanchuan gave him a cold look, without any intention of making a move, his eyes seemed to be looking at a dead object.

Shocked by the other party's gaze, the old man took a step back, bent his back a little more, and showed a little more timidity in his eyes.

The bun on his head had come loose due to being pushed and pushed by those strong men just now, and his clothes were torn, at first glance he looked like a beggar.

The old man's legs trembled, and he knelt down gently in the direction of the crowd, and when he raised his head again, he was already sobbing. "The little old man only has such a grandson. If he didn't want to raise money for the old man's medicine, this child would not have gone to work in the casino at a young age, and because of this, he was favored by the bad guys... It's all the old man's fault." .”

"Woooo..." The boy who was dragged into the casino with his mouth covered had tears in his eyes, and looked in the direction of the old man.

Seeing that the young monk was still expressionless, the person who was whispering with his companion just now showed such an expression: "Sure enough, what I said is right, in the eyes of cultivators, the fate of mortals is like nothing. Not worth mentioning."

He is also an ordinary person himself, and he has no way to deal with those big men with big waists and strong cultivation base. If he stands out at this time, he might be killed by them. He has seen this kind of thing a lot. You can't completely sacrifice yourself for others.

People who are capable of saving are unwilling to save, what kind of fun are people like them going to join in the fun.

Seeing Luo Xuanchuan, those strong men who were holding the young man suddenly thought of something, pointed at him and shouted: "You are the one from last night!"

"Let him run away last night, we must catch him today, Mr. Han will reward you!"

After speaking, several burly men walked towards Luo Xuanchuan with sticks in their hands, with an expression that they were determined to win.

Luo Xuanchuan was still thinking about the first trick in that book - the hero saving the beauty.

The book says that when his sweetheart is in danger, he will descend from the sky like a god and save the beauty as a hero, thereby shortening the distance between him and his sweetheart and gaining a lot of goodwill.

Even people who originally had a bad feeling for you will let go of their past suspicions and turn hostility into friendship, which can be said to be the best choice for pursuing a Taoist companion.

"Heroes save the beauty..." Luo Xuanchuan seemed to have never seen those strong men approaching him, and turned a deaf ear to the scolding in his ear.

There is also a small line in the book: Of course, the possibility of you wanting to eat soft food is not ruled out. If the sweetheart is strong and it is difficult to find an opportunity to save the beauty, of course you can reverse the deduction. you.

This method can also be used to test your sweetheart's affection for you. If the other party is willing to save you, it means you still have something to play.

If not, you can consider skipping to No.80 to 99 to learn how to gain the favor of your enemies.

There is also a line of warm tips below: Of course, it is recommended that you reincarnate, change the number and start again, it will be faster~

Luo Xuanchuan felt a familiar gaze falling on him, and the other party deliberately kept a distance from him that would not be detected by divine sense.But he can perceive the other party not through divine consciousness...

In ancient times, there were ferocious beasts that could perceive murderous aura thousands of miles away, and even reverse-lock to track the enemy according to the source of murderous aura.

Just like a mirror, the person you see through the mirror can also see you through the mirror, and the person who casts his eyes on you can also see him along the line of sight.

Luo Xuanchuan knew that this was not the ability of any human cultivator, but came from a secret place that he could not peek into.

Under the shocked eyes of everyone, the wooden stick in the hand of the strong man who took the first step hit Luo Xuanchuan directly on the back, making a dull sound.

A dark light flashed in the strong man's eyes, his sky-shocking cudgel was an intermediate skill, and it was definitely incomparable to ordinary skills.

This young man didn't look simple, so he didn't dare to be negligent from the beginning, and quietly used the exercises, but he didn't expect the opponent to be helpless.

At the beginning, the passers-by who were very upset with Luo Xuanchuan didn't know what to say at this time. The other party couldn't protect themselves. At first, it looked like a master, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that.

Luo Xuanchuan staggered, as if he had suffered a serious injury.

Standing at the intersection of the street observing the situation here, Meng Lingrong suddenly frowned, and leaned against the wall with her chest folded, her face a little ugly.

"Luo Xuanchuan..." What the hell is he doing, why can't even beat these minions.

Is it pretentious?

Meng Lingrong thought for a long time but couldn't figure out why Luo Xuanchuan did this, so she still paid attention to the situation in the distance coldly.

Luo Xuanchuan who had been hit hard, his face still expressionless, he only felt that the blow only brought out a slight itching on his body, and he couldn't even break his skin.

He thought of a sentence in the book again:

If you choose to eat soft food and plan to let your sweetheart come to rescue you, it is not enough to just pretend to be in distress, please skip to the third trick - pretending to be weak.

Pretending to be in distress is only the first step, and the next step is the most important. Does your performance make your sweetheart unable to help you, put you in the palm of his hand and take care of you, believe that you really need to be rescued, not just look at it It's just cheating. At this time, if you want to embrace the beauty, you must lower your proud head.

You must know that arrogance is just a temporary thing, but sex and happiness are a lifetime thing.

According to Meng Lingrong's perception, Luo Xuanchuan was beaten a few more times, his face was covered with fine cold sweat, even the corners of his mouth were oozing blood, and his whole body was tottering like a fallen leaf in the wind.

He had never seen the other party so weak, not even ten years ago.

Meng Lingrong's hand pressing on the pillar turned white, leaving a clear fingerprint on it.

"Could it be that the injury in that place will greatly reduce people's strength and regress their cultivation base?" Meng Lingrong said in a low voice, a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes.

No wonder it is said that that place is the life and root of a man, and it cannot be hurt.

The brawny man at the head laughed and said: "I think you are so good, but I didn't expect that you are just a fool. Maybe it's because of your looks and being close to an elder that you have your current cultivation base."

After speaking, his eyes sharpened, and the corner of his mouth curled into a sneer, ready to hit Luo Xuanchuan's chest with his palm.

It seemed that the other party was vomiting blood three feet before his eyes, and he couldn't help showing a sinister smile.

The people on the side showed a look of reluctance, they were afraid that the opponent would lie on the bed for half a month, but none of them had the guts to bear the palm.If this palm hits them, I'm afraid they will go directly to the gate of hell.

Everyone felt their eyes light up, and the sudden icy mist scattered in all directions, followed by dozens of screams.

I saw a white-clothed monk supporting the young man just now, and a long sword with blue light floating in front of him, with a cold expression on his face.

Those strong men crouched on the ground clutching their bleeding arms and screaming.Just now, the sword of this white-clothed cultivator instantly cut out more than a dozen sword lights and directly pierced their arms. This sword light contains extremely destructive spiritual power. They couldn't keep their arms.

Breaking free from the confinement of several strong men, the young man fell directly to the ground, recovered his senses and quickly climbed up to the old man's side to help him up, and then the two looked blankly at the white-clothed monk who was supporting the young man.

There was still some uncertainty in his eyes.

Are they really saved?

There was a bit of worry in the young man's eyes. The Han family is like a local snake in Nanquan City. He has never seen these two monks in Nanquan City before. They must be outsiders. If the other party offends the Han family... ...and he'd be upset too.

Meng Lingrong felt the heat of being close to her, and her mind was already in a mess.He rescued Luo Xuanchuan inexplicably, this is probably something that he never dared to think about before.

And... Is the other party getting too close?

"Hmph...she's really sick."

It's a pity that a cultivator has few desires, where is Luo Xuanchuan going to find a doctor who can treat that hidden disease.

"These few foundations can beat you like this. If it gets out, the Frost Cloud Sect will be reduced to a laughing stock." Meng Lingrong sneered.

He just cared about the reputation of Cold Cloud Sect.Now these people just didn't recognize the identity of Luoxuanchuan Cold Cloud Sect's disciples, if they were pointed out, it would definitely damage the sect's reputation.

If Luo Xuanchuan wasn't a disciple of the Cold Cloud Sect, he wouldn't even take a look.

Meng Lingrong took away her hand from Luo Xuanchuan's shoulder, and smiled slightly at the grandpa and grandson: "Leave it to me, and you will be fine."

There was a blue light on his hand, and then the old man felt a slight chill on his forehead, and the bruises and wounds from the bumps just now were healed instantly.

The young man stared wide-eyed, unable to speak for a long time.

"Thank you, young master..." The old man pulled the young man and was about to bow down to Meng Lingrong, but he felt that his legs had encountered some resistance and could not move down even a little.

"You don't need to thank me, and you don't want him to learn this way of thanking you..." Meng Lingrong glanced at the boy.

The other party blushed, then lowered his head in panic.

"Even in a desperate situation, you can't kneel down easily. You can't get the kindness you won't deliver at the beginning, even if you sacrifice your dignity."

When Luo Xuanchuan looked at Meng Lingrong, there seemed to be something flickering in his eyes, and the other person's shadow became more vivid in his eyes.