Comprehension Realm Liver Emperor Contestant

Yang Liu and Xingle, with bruised nose and swollen face, sat in the book pavilion with sad faces.

The two turned their heads to look at Lu Ye who was still rubbing Lu Hua's legs. For some reason, there was always a feeling that no one else could penetrate the atmosphere between the two of them.

After being discovered by Yanwu teacher yesterday in the training ground, both Qing Yun and Lu Hua were fined to run around the foot of the mountain twice. Who knows what kind of quarrel these two people are fighting for, they ran two laps without stopping , It was not until after dark that I was exhausted that I had to fall to the ground.

Lu Ye raised his forehead, last night, before this person collapsed from exhaustion, he was clearly still a few steps away from him, but he was about to pounce on him, and he said very ostentatiously in conjunction with the sky full of stars, "I think it's still I am stronger than her."

Lu Hua almost couldn't get up this morning, but Lu Ye forcibly dragged him to the bookstore. In a few days, he will be taking the basic history test, so he can't miss his homework like this.

Lu Hua half-covered his face with a book and wanted to continue to sleep. The exhaustion of his body made him really sleepy.

There are only four of them in the compartment of the bookstore.

After a sound of turning the pages of the book, Yang Liu's voice sounded.

"Yesterday, Miss Jingui whispered in my ear all night again in my dormitory," Yang Liu complained, and these thick notes of ancient books were pushed forward by her, "Lu Hua, I think that girl treats you very well." Favorable. If not, why are you whispering in my ears every day."

"I'm not interested in women at all."

Lu Hua's muffled voice came from behind the book, and Lu Ye put away the hands that were rubbing his legs, and opened the book on the table.

He also raised his back and stood up, unable to even lift his hands.

Lu Ye helped him put the notes on the table.

And Xingle was still endorsing the book with a sullen head and mournful face, "300 years ago, the only, the only monk who succeeded in becoming a god was... who is it?!"

"Lu Ye."

"That's right, it's him. His master is the third master of Tianmingmen, Ye Yuzi."

Xingle covered her head while carrying her back.

"Why can't I remember this? You see, this person's name is a homophone with Lu Ye." Yang Liu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

"Ah? I've been reading Chenghua, no wonder I can't remember it. Lu Hua is also very similar to Lu Hua. It's too difficult to remember these names, I'm about to give up!"

Xingle completely buried her head in the book, her whole body was limp, and the injury from yesterday had not fully healed, and her body was also very tired.

"Look at how relaxed the two of them are, and listen well in class, so you won't want to be like this now."

Yang Liu is also reviewing the knowledge about immortals and demons that he has not mastered well.

"Why do you say that the immortals and demons fought once 400 years ago and again 200 years ago. Each time, there were heavy casualties. Even the meaningless things like how many people died have to be recorded."

Yang Liu frowned, if these people didn't fight, he would have remembered a lot less things.

"Because demonic cultivators use cannibalism as their way of cultivation," Lu Hua said with a low body, "it's probably the relationship between tigers and sheep with us. If we don't fight, all monks and ordinary people will probably be reduced to death." A ration for these demon cultivators."

Lu Hua said in a slightly low voice.

"All the monks who died in the battle between immortals and demons are precious. It would be too sad if no posterity remembered them."

"Didn't some monk become a god? Why not wipe out that devil emperor in one fell swoop, so that we don't have to fight all the time."

Yang Liu turned over the ancient book in his hand, propped his chin with one hand, and looked down at the densely packed small characters in his hand.

Lu Hua's eyes flickered, and an unfathomable light flashed in his eyes.

"Perhaps, just when we were about to fight, maybe that devil emperor was afraid to hide, but he couldn't find it when he was fighting. And the monk who became a god is very noble, so he is unwilling to help us fight."

"History books may not be true," Lu Ye on the side continued, "There are many ambiguities in this battle between immortals and demons alone. How do we know if the devil emperor is still alive? After all He was just defeated, not killed. We don't know the final result of the only monk who became a god."

Lu Ye paused.

"And we can't predict whether the battle between immortals and demons will break out in the next moment."

Lu Ye pointed his finger at the name Lu Ye, but there was a strange feeling in his heart.

The bookstore is occasionally very quiet, and the sound insulation effect of each room is very good.

In the room now, there is only the slight sound of fingers scribbling across the book.

"I don't want any battle between immortals and demons. I'm very afraid of death."

Xingle reluctantly stood up and stretched.

"Me too. I'm afraid of death. I'd rather live."

Yang Liu also said that she and Xingle got up and went outside to get some water to drink. After reciting books all morning, their mouths were dry.

After the two of them went out, Lu Hua finally straightened up.

"By the way, I don't even know that you want to cultivate immortals so much, and you want to worship the third master as your teacher."

Lu Hua's voice gradually turned from laziness to solemnity, and even carried a hint of torture, "What's the reason?"

"I lost my memory, and I have a feeling that that memory is important."

Lu Ye lowered his head, his eyelashes covered his eyes like crow feathers, "If there is anyone on this continent who can let me regain my memory, it should be the third master."

"Huh? For such a reason?"

Lu Hua propped his head up, but his gentle eyes kept falling on Lu Ye.

"I thought there was some other special reason for your diligence. You are the number one weirdo. You can stay in the bookstore at twelve o'clock a day without sleeping or resting, breaking the record of staying in the bookstore for the longest time. People. It’s not just that your notes can be praised by all the gentlemen, I really admire this.”

"I can't even imagine what it will be like after you become an immortal. Every time I fell asleep after reading a book, you didn't sleep, and I was worried that you would do something wrong to my poor little fellow."

Lu Hua put on a cute and pitiful look, spreading his hands as if he was innocent.

He then clicked his tongue in amazement, regardless of Lu Ye's gradually darkening face, "Now that you have not officially stepped into the formal practice of bigu, you are a hundred times more diligent than the monks of bigu. This is in my hometown, and you are going to be called Of the Emperor of the Liver."

"The Emperor of the Liver?"

Lu Ye turned his head from the book and looked at him, this novel title caught his attention.

"Ah, well, it means that your liver, the liver of the internal organs, is a hundred times stronger than a strongman." Lu Hua continued, "And you can accomplish something with more tenacious perseverance than ordinary people."

"Interesting title."

Lu Ye nodded his head and nodded his chin. In his impression, Lu Hua rarely mentioned his hometown. He was afraid that it would involve his unspeakable pain. Lu Ye never asked, and asked again after changing his voice.

"By the way, is there such a strange name?"

"Naturally there is."

"Ok?"

Lu Hua put a hand on Lu Ye's shoulder, and said into his ear with a malicious smile.

"I can be your...kidney treasure."

"Huh?" Lu Ye turned his head and met his smiling eyes.

"It can help you nourish your kidneys and strengthen your yang." Lu Hua pinched Lu Ye's thigh with one hand, strongly hinting.

Seeing Lu Ye's gradually darkening expression, he really couldn't help laughing.

"Hahahahaha..."

"Oh, it hurts..."

The muscles in his body were stretched when he laughed, and the soreness overflowed, so that Lu Hua's expression was crying and laughing, which was extremely funny.

Lu Ye: I don't know why my hands are itchy again.Or beat him up?

"We just saw Qingyun outside," Yang Liu pushed open the door and came in, "I didn't expect that person to work so hard, didn't you feel tired yesterday? This one or two."

Xingle followed behind her, but the two of them only saw the scene inside the room as soon as they entered the door.

"???"

Put on two faces full of doubts.

Xingle and Yang Liu looked at Lu Ye who was rubbing Lu Hua's waist in an ambiguous posture in the room with question marks on their faces.

"I couldn't help laughing, this man twisted his waist."

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