After the scumbag awakens

Xie Liang choked.

Before he could drink the cup of tea, he choked on himself.

It's just that Qi Ran glanced sideways, his brows and eyes were cold and inoffensive, but there was an indescribable gleam in his eyes inadvertently.

Seeing that Xie Liang was stunned.

It's not that he has never seen a person with a beautiful face, and his own appearance is also worthy of a word of Zhilan Yushu, but at this time, for some reason, there was a layer of heat behind his ears and neck, which made him lower his eyes uncomfortably, and casually picked up the paper on the table. Chazhan pretended to take a sip to cover up his momentary gaffe.

Unexpectedly——

There was nothing in the teacup.

Qi Ran couldn't help showing a smile.

His eyes fell directly on Xie Liang, without hiding his interest at all.

Xie Liang froze for a moment, then quietly put the empty cup back on the table, picked up the teapot and filled it up for himself as if nothing had happened, and then took a sip.

"Good tea."

He praised calmly, as if nothing had happened just now, but the crimson color behind his ears hadn't faded in the slightest.

It's really disgusting.

Seeing through the essence, Qi Ran smiled softly.

Xie Liang pursed his lips, trying to suppress the dryness in his heart due to that smile, put down his teacup calmly, and said unhurriedly: "I suddenly remembered that there are still some common affairs in the building that I haven't finished."

He paused for a moment, glanced at Qi Ran, "I'll come and find you later."

Qi Ran exchanged glances with him, but neither responded nor refused.

Xie Chen's air pressure was a bit low.

Watching Xie Liang leave, he couldn't help but tighten the corners of his mouth, and then seemed to restrain his emotions, his voice was always low, "I will take care of Xie Liang, and I won't let him bother you in the future."

Qi Ran took a sip of tea calmly, "It's okay."

He thought Xie Liang was interesting.

It can be regarded as a blind adjustment in leisure time.

Xie Chen didn't know what was going on in his heart, and said apologetically, "He has always been hostile to me, and he will target you like this today."

"Don't take his nonsense to heart."

Qi Ran looked at his rather cautious expression, and smiled faintly, "I know."

He paused for a moment, "I'm going to retreat tomorrow."

Xie Chen frowned slightly, with a bit of worry on his face, "So soon?"

Qi Ran nodded slightly, "I'm always a little uneasy."

"Although there has been no movement in the Demon Palace, I have often had some omens recently, which are related to him."

Cultivators pay attention to perception, especially those cultivators who have touched the edge of the law. It is often not accidental that they feel something in their hearts, but a harbinger of the future.

So Xie Chen loosened his frown and nodded steadily, "Okay."

"You can rest assured to retreat, I will pay attention to the outside world."

Qi Ran responded.

He let the system calculate the time, knowing that Su Zhi should not be ready to cheer up and be born again, but now "he" has not died as in the original plot, and it is unknown if the future will be different.

He couldn't wait for the accident to come to him and then find a way to deal with it.

After thinking for a moment, Qi Ran sent a text message to the senior brother who was far away in the sect, and then went to the quiet room for retreat.

**

The sun rises and the moon sets, and the cycle goes on and on, and a few more months pass.

Xie Liang didn't expect that there would be a day when he would be rejected.

That day he could be regarded as a rare failure in his life, he did not behave like himself in every way, and still lost his sense of proportion in front of Xie Chen, it was extremely embarrassing.

But it is impossible to talk about wanting him to retreat in this way.

So Xie Liang transferred the jade slips related to Qi Ran from the Tianji Tower, carefully analyzed them, prepared well, and after he believed that there was nothing wrong, he leisurely walked to Qi Ran's courtyard with a carved food box.

However, what stood in front of him was a closed courtyard door.

And an ancient formation.

This is obviously not a simple defensive formation that has been laid out hastily. It integrates defense, trapping and killing.

It seemed inconspicuous, and the flow of spiritual power was extremely smooth and silent, but as long as he got a little closer, he could feel a long-lost tremor.

That is the subconscious reaction of the body when it is threatened with life and death.

Xie Liang couldn't help but licked the corner of his mouth, and there was a hint of eagerness in his eyes.

He curled up the hand holding the food box, and a little spiritual light gathered faintly on the tip of the index finger, before it took shape and then suddenly dispersed.

At the same time, a slightly cold voice sounded in his ear.

"Get out of there."

Xie Liang turned his head to look.

Xie Chen stood under the shadow of a tree not far away, the light from the sky criss-crossed and fell on him through the branches, his expression was somewhat unclear, but it was obviously dignified and cold.

Xie Liang snorted, with a half-smile, "Brother is good at holding his breath, I didn't even notice."

Xie Chen stared at him calmly with deep pupils, unmoved, and said again: "Get out of there."

Xie Liang's lips drew a light and perfunctory arc, and asked him: "What if I don't?"

Xie Chen's sharp-edged face was covered with a layer of frost. He didn't speak, and he didn't even move the fingers hanging by his side, but his aura was completely different.

And what was faintly formed in the palm was the dark Kunwu sword.

Xie Liang didn't think it was a big deal, he let out a yo, not caring at all that his aura was locked by the other party, "Want to fight me?"

He smiled and changed his hand to hold the food box, and he didn't even call out the folding fan that he always liked to show off in his hand. He shook his head regretfully: "I'm afraid I can't do it today."

He paused deliberately, playing tricks, "He must be retreating."

The phantom of the spirit sword that had not yet been summoned disappeared immediately.

Xie Chen's face sank like water, and he shot him coldly: "Xie Liang, enough is enough."

"What is suitable?" Xie Liang bent his lips and smiled, not paying attention, "Why? You are allowed to like it secretly, and I am not allowed to show my courtesy?"

Xie Chen looked at him, gradually frowned, and was about to speak, when Xie Liang asked him: "Besides, can you control it?"

He smiled meaningfully, his expression was not provocative but he seemed to be provocative everywhere, "What is your identity?"

Xie Chen looked cold.

Xie Liang raised his eyebrows briskly, looking at him fearlessly.

The atmosphere between the two gradually became cold.

No one spoke again.

But Xie Chen's complexion was extremely gloomy.

He was originally stern, sharp-edged, and unsmiling. Usually, he would only make people feel quiet when he retracted his blade, but now he showed his sharp edge and was menacing.

There seemed to be thousands of sharp swords hidden in those eyes, and the cold light flickered, aiming firmly at Xie Liang.

However, Xie Liang didn't dodge or evade, he accepted the look with a smile, and lowered his head to fiddle with the food box in his hand.

joke.

If he could be forced back by a look, how dare he stand here.

What's more, it's not easy to see Xie Chen get angry, why shouldn't he appreciate it more?

Moreover, Qi Ran is retreating here, Xie Chen is determined not to dare to do anything no matter what.

I can only suffer from the dumb loss abruptly.

Xie Liang thought about it, and couldn't help but smile even more heartily.

He was thinking about how to strike, to poke the opponent's sore spots more, but Xie Chen's expression changed, his figure flashed suddenly, and he stepped into the formation.

What is surprising is that the formation did not activate.

He easily entered the courtyard.

Xie Liang was stunned for a moment, but suddenly understood, his heart skipped a beat.

He hastily stepped up to follow.

Something must have happened to Qi Ran to change Xie Chen's color.

But the next moment he found that the formation that seemed to have not been activated just now blocked him outside.

Xie Liang paused, his worries dissipated, and his thoughts were instantly clear——

That was Qi Ran's preferential treatment to Xie Chen.

Only Xie Chen could enter his formation unscathed.

He can't.

Displeasure piled up in my heart.

Xie Liang threw the exquisite food box in his hand on the ground, and the idea of ​​entering the battle circled in his mind, but he still didn't go in in the end.

He felt that Qi Ran might not want to see him.

It would be more beneficial for him not to go in at this time.

But a little inexplicably unwilling.

Xie Liang frowned slightly, and the gloom in his eyes surged up, easily tearing away the mask of smiling.

He stood at the door for a while, then he poked his divine sense in, but the restriction rebounded, and he still couldn't see anything.

He kicked the food box thrown on the ground as if venting his anger.

The box that looked so strong broke somehow.

The precious sacred tree fell to the ground with a splash.

The hard-to-buy pastries also fell on the ground.

Xie Liang was blown by the cold wind on the top of the mountain, looked at the mess all over the place, and then at the closed courtyard door, suddenly felt sick.

What does he care about, what does his life have to do with him?If there is a mistake in the retreat, he will get out, and it is none of his business.

Really take yourself seriously.

When Xie Liang flicked his sleeves and turned his head away, feeling angry for some reason, Xie Chen was supporting Qi Ran, put one hand on his wrist, and sent a wisp of spiritual power into him.

He left a ray of consciousness to take care of Qi Ran's situation.

Just now, Qi Ran suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, which made him jump.

But as he probed deeper and deeper, Xie Chen couldn't help frowning even tighter.

The effect of Qi Ran's retreat this time is remarkable, his cultivation has returned to the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, and he is only one step away from becoming a god.

But this step is difficult.

It's hard to pick one out of ten thousand.

There are more than thousands of monks in the world, but only a few people have stepped into the realm of transforming gods.

This requires opportunity and enlightenment.

Logically speaking, Qi Ran should have cultivated the ruthless way to the extreme in order to step into the transformation of the gods.

It wasn't difficult to rebuild.

But the current situation is unsatisfactory.

Xie Chen's face was very ugly, he took out a bottle of elixirs and fed Qi Ran two pills, and helped him recuperate, temporarily calming down the disordered spiritual power in his body.

Qi Ran's pale complexion regained a bit of blood.

He gently wiped the cold sweat from Qi Ran's forehead, and when he saw that his breathing had calmed down, he asked, "What's going on?"

Qi Ran shook his head, his complexion was not very good-looking.

Xie Chen was anxious and worried in his heart, but he was afraid that his tone would be too harsh when he came to his mouth, and he didn't want to force him after all, so he said: "Don't be in a hurry to attack Huashen recently, speak slowly."

Hearing this, Qi Ran raised his eyes and twitched the corners of his lips ironically.

He was obviously in a bad mood, and Xie Chen had noticed it early on, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions, and could only calm down the violent spiritual power in his body silently.

He is used to killing and decisive, and rarely does such delicate work.

What's more, he still healed Qi Ran.

It's not even the slightest bit sloppy.

Qi Ran felt a little more comfortable in his body, his straight back relaxed, and he leaned against the wall wearily.

It's not that he didn't notice Xie Chen's hesitancy to speak, but he was really exhausted and had no time to care about others.

The slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and he closed his eyes, thinking of the eye he saw just now.

Huge, high in the sky, unfeeling, looking at his eyes—

world awareness.

The author says:

World Awareness: Help!Qi Ran is going to kill me again.

Xie Liang (disdain): What do you have for him to do?

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