Chapter 530： Who is the man in the play

"I'm so glad to see you!"

Seeing Zhao Huo jumping with pain and talking with his teeth grinning, Ren Suo pouted his lips: "I believe you a ghost, you have a bad second dimension."

"That's it." Gu Yueyan stood up immediately and said with a bulging hip, "Whoever asks someone why they haven't died as soon as they meet, Teacher Zhao is so rude."

Lin Xianyu clapped his hands a little, agreeing, Ren Xingmei was one step behind Zhao Huo because she was thinking and wording-after all, Zhao Huo was their teacher, and she was not as immaculate as Gu Yueyan lived with the moon. If you are a bear child who presses the stairs or is the vice-principal of the tow hall, you should just let it go. Before she spoke, she thought twice, took a step to protect the calf, and had to step on Zhao Huo's other foot.

However, the three steps of the monk's anger and the light step of the monk were not the same. Zhao Huo knew that he had suffered a loss.

"That is it." Ren Suo also said at this time: "Did I see that you have not been divided into three equal parts, would I be surprised to say it?"

The doorbell rang, and Lin Xianyu sitting at the door opened the door.

"Why am I divided into three equal parts." Zhao Huo felt inexplicable, and sat down and said, "But I didn't curse you. In fact, I miss you all these days when you are away. Dream, dream of you every night ... "

Talking, Zhao Huo suddenly felt that the surrounding temperature had dropped sharply, so cold that he took a nap. He looked at the door and waved his hand and greeted, "Good evening, Teacher Bai."

Bai Bo, wearing a scarf and a trench coat at the door, squinted at Zhao Huo, gently pursed the hair in his ear, and nodded with a decent smile: "Good evening."

Seeing this scene, Qiao Muyi was amused secretly, and asked with a smile: "What did you dream of Rensuo?"

"Well, actually it wasn't dreaming about Rensuo, I was dreaming of 'No Rensuo' ... Rensuo, do you remember when our civil servants were training?" Zhao Huo said, "I was with you at that time, and there was solution." The chairman and Yuan Dang are in a dormitory. "

Bian Rensuo nodded: "Well, now I am an exclusive therapy monk of the Academy. You are a teacher of the Academy, Yuan is a member of the Yangtze River Army, and Chairman Xie is of a public security system ... we all have a bright future."

Zhao Huo said: "I dreamed that you were not in the civil service training camp. There were only me and Yuan Dang, the reconciliation chairman in the dormitory. The life trajectory is also very different from the present ... Do n’t be surprised to say it. Destroy, read all things, one person town the universe, one shot guards the human patron saint of thousands of stars. "

Bian Rensuo shook his head: "I'm not surprised, I have always been very clear that you two-dimensional think very beautiful ... So, how many wives did you marry in your dream?"

Zhao Huo ignored him. He seemed to have been lingering for a long time. He had long wanted to share his dreams with others: "There is no fairy tree in the dream, but the reiki resurgence still happened. I did not become a teacher, but I entered the countermeasures. The bureau has cut countless demon monsters and made countless credits for its reputation. "

Ji Rensuo set out and said, "A monk who doesn't want to cut people is really not a good teacher. How many wives do you marry?"

"Later, a mysterious fall event occurred. Many comrades and I broke into the mysterious place and experienced 981 days of hard work. We finally broke the mysterious place. I got the mysterious baodan gall gun, which was the weapon that I used for a lifetime. "Zhao Huo recalled with a look on his face:" That is really a good gun, thick, tough, bounced, long, and fluctuating ... "

Bian Rensuo kicked him, signaled that there were underage and just-year-old female students here, and said, "Be careful in front of the students. I don't think you are ashamed."

Zhe Lin Xianyu waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, we're used to it!"

Don't get used to it!

Xi Rensuo shook his lips and snorted, "How many wives did you marry?"

"I triumphantly triumphant, joined the Great Wall of China after I returned, and started a one-on-one battle for three thousand miles, a shot of Zengzhen million demons." Zhao Huo looked to the ceiling with a look of longing: I picked up the demons, pierced the calamity, battled the monsters, defeated the gods, and even the avenues were destroyed by me ... "

最后 "In the end, I became one of the most famous human patron saints on the planet, known as 'Dragon King' Zhao Huo, standing on the extraordinary peak of the world ..."

Yun Rensuo nodded and asked, "So how many wives do you have in the end?"

火 Zhao Huo glanced helplessly and asked, "Are you from Dunhuang? There are so many murals?"

Ren Suo said: "Because your plot looks very boring, the only interesting thing is how many wives do you marry. Or maybe your ending is divided into three equal parts by your wives? You have n’t answered, are you in The dream challenged the moral conscience of society. Is there more than one wife? "

火 Zhao Huo blinked his eyes, shifted his eyes, and pretended to be crazy, "I certainly have more than one wife. I change my wife at least once a quarter ..."

Ji Rensuo cut aloud, knowing that Zhao Huo would probably have all of them in his dream, and said casually, "What do you have to do with my wife if you marry three wives?"

"I have three wives who have nothing to do with you ... huh !?" Zhao Huo quickly shut up, but it was too late.

注意到 He noticed that the female students looked at themselves with garbage eyes, and Baiji looked at herself with comforting eyes. He quickly explained: "It's just a dream. Don't get me wrong ..."

"Thinking every day, dreaming every night." Ren Suo did not want to give him the opportunity to explain, and asked, "So what does it have to do with me?"

Zhao Huo spread his hands and said, "Well, I found that the biggest difference in my life is whether I met you in the training of the civil servants. If I didn't meet you, I should have just got a gentian gun and I'm ready to go to school. Sakura War vs. Yin Yang Division ... "

"Because I had such a good dream for several days in a row, I was so surprised to see you still suddenly."

Bian Rensuo said, "What do you mean if you don't meet me, your life will be better? What are you happy about seeing me?" 0

However, Zhao Huo shook his head: "No, I don't think that life would be better."

"Why, haven't you succeeded in such a life?" Ren Suoxiao asked, "I also married three wives."

"It takes a price to become famous. I remember that I had to practice hard every day in my dreams. I experienced hundreds of battles, large and small, and climbed out of the gate of the gate several times, and my comrades-in-arms also died. "Zhao Huo sighed and said," A hero is good, but a world that requires heroes and a hero's life may not be considered "good."

"I'm very happy in my dreams, but if I want to live like that, I don't want it. Although I can't get the Arcane Spear now, and I can't be a hero, at least I don't need to live a dead mountain every day. Blood sea, if you want to watch anime every day, watch anime, if you want to play Huangyou, play Huangyou ... "

Knowing that his image plummeted in the eyes of the students, Zhao Huo was too lazy to maintain his role model, and said at will: "In a world where everyone needs to fight for survival, the entertainment industry is not to mention much waste. I am even a human guardian , I haven't thought about a few days of stability-but I'm living on stability now! "

火 Zhao Huo patted Ren Suo's shoulder: "So I'm so happy to see you, because you have this salted fish ..."

Yan Lin Xian fish eyebrows.

"... I really realized that my happy life is not illusory, that dream is only a dream after all."

Bi Rensuo opened his hand, and raised a weird smile on the corner of his mouth, and asked, "Are you really not attached to that dream?"

"No attachment!" Zhao Huo said decisively.

Ren Suo whistleed: "But if you ca n’t be a hero, you may not be able to marry three wives. If you are a hero, they may even see you cheaper for the sake of justice; if you are not a hero now, then everyone Depending on your ability, maybe you will be divided into three equal parts ~ "

"Ah?" Zhao Huo blinked his eyes, and then turned his gaze again: "Ah, it's all a dream, what a third ..."

He murmured, "Isn't it possible?"

Ren Suo hummed twice, thinking that Zhao Huo had dreamed because of what he had seen and heard over the past few months. What kind of demon, secret place, gods ... In the end, he still wanted all, and married three wives. Obviously it's because of watching anime!

On his scam, can he become a superhero, the patron saint of humanity?

Then how can he now become such a fierce digger with a fiancee, a sweetheart and a confidant?

I still rely on me all the time. Isn't it that the people who have been in contact with me have become stupid?

However, this kind of dream that crosses the world line is interesting. Ren Suo also wants to have such a dream--why is his dream related to food?

聊 They were happy to chat, Lin Xianyu quietly left the seat and planned to pee.

There is a small corner between the kitchen and the living room, so that the sound of the living room and the taste of the kitchen will not affect each other. Walking along the corner is the toilet.

When Lin Lin Xianyu passed the kitchen, he suddenly heard the voice of Qiao Muyi: "... Cheng Ling, do you remember what you said to me eight days ago?"

在 At this moment, Lin Xianyuqing couldn't help but cast the awakening spell to fully integrate himself into the environment and let the breeze cover all his traces.

This is one of her derived abilities from studying the awakening spell these days. Unlike the storm full of destructive power, her derivative spell 'breeze' covers herself with the breeze, hiding all sound movements and even shielding the cyclone's fluctuations.

Although there are many shortcomings such as being unable to move when in use, being unable to hide the body, and only reducing the sense of existence, it can make it impossible for the high turn monk to find out, so it has practical places-for example, it is very practical now.

Zhe Lin Xianyu didn't know why she overhears subconsciously, probably because she heard Qiao Muyi's voice slightly wrong-although she didn't study well, she could easily capture the hidden emotions in others' words.

Language is a wonderful thing. When it is buried in the heart, it looks like an unknown seed. It can grow out of different results according to the mind of the host. Once said, these fleeting words have a fixed form immediately. Unwillingly convey to others the true desires of the speaker.

Few people can capture the true desire in words. Lin Xianyu feels that besides himself, he seems to be able to do it occasionally.

"What is it?" Dong Chengling responded calmly.

However, Qiao Muyi changed the subject at this time and suddenly said, "Cheng Ling, I have been performing tasks with Rensuo these days."

"I know."

"Only me and him."

"Oh?"

"Eight days, nights, days and nights."

"Ok!?"

Zhe Lin Xianyu couldn't help covering her mouth, she wanted to wait for the kitchen to blow up, would she be gone for this dinner? Is it too late to go to the dining room for a meal? Can I only eat instant noodles tonight?

不 "No, different from what you think. I didn't sneak up and take the first step. We didn't happen ... at least for him, we didn't happen."

Zhe Lin Xianyu could n’t help but nodded, eh, it was worthy of the elder brother, Niubi, to fight again tomorrow, dinner should be kept.

"Then you mean ..." Dong Chengling's voice is quite complicated ~ www.novelhall.com ~ I just spent eight days recognizing one thing. "Qiao Muyi's words are full of memories and tenderness," said: "The moon at the bottom of the sea is the moon above the sky, and the man in front of you is the sweetheart. "

"Always heart is to see the guest heart, but who is the person in the play."

"I used to think of myself as a bystander, but I've been part of this drama for a long time."

"I don't know if my intention is true or not. I was moved by what happened, so I liked him, or did I recognize him through what happened, so I like him?"

Wu Dongchengling's voice returned to calmness: "There is no true or false like."

Lu Qiaomuyi agreed: "Well, I think so. I used to think that I am not rare in such shallow and vulgar things as love. I would rather be proud and cynical ..."

"What now?" Dong Chengling didn't know what to cut, and the kitchen knife cut it **** the chopping board.

"You used to say,‘ I was wrong in the past, should I keep committing it? ’”

"I think you make a lot of sense." Qiao Muyi's voice was gentle and scattered. Although still crisp and pleasant, it was difficult to hide the confidence and warfare: "So ..."

"Chengling, I can no longer be your love consultant."

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