"Junior brother, um... senior brother, I have no other meaning, I just want to ask you... do you need me to explain it a little bit? After all, this magical power is also an extremely obscure Taoist technique in the realm of natural selection.

"

Zhao Chu said nothing, holding the magical jade slip with a serious face.

Two minutes later, Chao Hongqian hesitated.

In the end, he consulted tactfully in a way that did not hurt the other person's self-esteem.

Theoretically speaking, even those in the Natural Selection realm may not be able to successfully cultivate this magical power, let alone Zhao Chu, who is in the Nascent Soul realm.

Of course, Chao Hongqian was an accident, and he had already achieved the Nascent Soul Realm.

Still silent.

Chao Hongqian wondered whether her words were not tactful enough and she had accidentally hurt her junior brother's self-esteem.

How can I remedy this?

This eleventh junior brother has a miserable life, even worse than gall.

Eleven disciples, he is the last disciple of the master. It is said that he was almost played to death by the third senior brother, and even asked him to fly Fu Baimo's chrysanthemum. It's horrifying to think about it.

Another minute passed.

Zhao Chu said nothing.

Chao Hongqian was holding eight heads, which were messy in the wind, and the atmosphere was still a little awkward.

This junior brother doesn't seem to be very enthusiastic towards others. Could it be that he has low self-esteem and is a little shy?

Sudden.

Zhao Chu's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened.

"Can you see what's on my head?"

Then, Zhao Chu looked at Chao Hongqian and asked.

"thing?"

"Yes, yes."

Chao Hongqian looked puzzled, then said solemnly.

Hearing this, Zhao Chu frowned.

Just now he thought Chao Hongqian couldn't see the New Year painting doll, but it turned out that everyone else could see it.

This is not good news,

"Junior brother, don't blame me for talking to you. You should pay attention to your hygiene. You clearly know that you have dandruff on your head, but you still ask me... you don't wash your hair, and you are still naughty!"

Then Chao Hongqian said again.

"Head...dandruff?"

Zhao Chu was stunned.

"Yes, there's nothing else except dandruff. Why...you have horns on your head? I can't see it!"

Chao Hongqian was confused by the question.

Oh...right.

That’s it, this little junior brother has such a deep scheming mind.

He asked me to look at his face and complimented him on his handsomeness.

That must be the case.

What a scheming man.

I like how ulterior motives are.

Chao Hongqian patted his head.

"Junior brother, in addition to dandruff, I also saw a handsome face, with clear eyebrows, white face and no beard, natural and suave, handsome, bright eyes and white teeth... Yushu Linfeng, gentle and elegant, the most beautiful face in the world... I'm sorry.

, Senior brother, I can’t make it up anymore.”

At this moment, Chao Hongqian felt that she was extremely hypocritical, so hypocritical that she shone brightly.

In order to compensate my junior brother, no one has sacrificed more than me.

…

"As expected, others can't see the New Year painting doll, so great!"

Zhao Chu slowly relaxed together.

Chao Hongqian is the number one candidate in the recent list. Now he has broken through the natural selection realm and is the strongest natural selection Zhao Chu has ever seen.

If he can't see the New Year painting doll, it proves that this little guy is completely invisible to others.

…

"I am happy for my father, and I will reward you with 20 points of happiness!"

"I am very happy for my father, and I will reward you with another 20 points of happiness!"

“It’s so gratifying for my father to have such a handsome son, and it’s so gratifying to be rewarded again!”

"Beautiful and handsome, a good son, worth the reward!"

"The Yushu is facing the wind, and you can tell from the first glance that you have a good father. It's so rewarding!"

"You are the most beautiful in the world. You have indeed inherited my father's bloodline. He is your biological son. The reward is worth the joy!"

…

Chao Hongqian was still praising Zhao Chu gushingly.

Not to mention Chao Hongqian herself, even the Nascent Souls in the Northern Realm were a little embarrassed.

This kind of praise is too exaggerated.

In Zhao Chu's mind, a series of little milky sounds made Zhao Chu tremble with anger.

Glad value!

That's where the damn comfort level comes from.

When people praise themselves, the more disgusting the better.

Such a shameless method can only be thought up by something as small as a New Year painting doll.

In just a few breaths, Zhao Chu got more than 300 relief points.

Of course, he didn't know when the New Year doll would wake up.

…

"Little, little junior brother, senior brother, I can't hold on any longer!"

Chao Hongqian patted Zhao Chu on the shoulder, with a grimace on her face.

real.

Too disgusting.

…

"Greetings to the young master!"

Zhao Chu ignored Chao Hongqian, flicked his sleeves, and Yaoyao stared at Lin Zongkun in the distance.

"Greetings to the young master!"

Since Black Rain was absorbed by Qiu Hao's suicide note, the disciples of Tianci Sect slowly recovered their physical strength.

At this moment, Shaozong came into the world, everyone's pupils were scarlet, they all knelt down on one knee, and their whole bodies were trembling.

Don't know why.

Every time in times of crisis, the return of Shaozong always brings such peace of mind.

The fighting spirit is like a dragon, and the soul soars into the sky.

Even if we all die in battle, our close friends and relatives will all be together.

far away!

The monks in other cities also knelt down and yelled at the young master, with tears filling their eyes.

"Shaozong is back, Shaozong is back."

Shui Die squeezed her husband's palm hard, and everyone knelt on the ground, looking feverishly at the image of the jade slip in the sky.

That’s right!

The return of Shaozong has rekindled hope in the entire Northern Territory.

People hold hands and lean shoulder to shoulder.
To be continued...