Cross the prayer space

Chapter 647 Accompanying You Until the End of Life 7
She glanced at the back of Country M intentionally or unintentionally, and there stood a young man with short blond hair and a delicate appearance, who was looking at all this with a bit of arrogance, raising his chin slightly.

An Ran looked away, somewhat bored.

The consul from Country M raised his chin slightly, looked at An Ran who was holding an oil-paper umbrella, and said with a bit of contempt, "When did you monks from Country Z take the lead with a little girl?"

Elder Hao smiled reservedly: "When did you, the consuls of Country M, like to meddle in other people's affairs?"

The consul was choked, his face darkened slightly, and then he sneered: "Don't be complacent."

An Ran's oil-paper umbrella slightly blocked Elder Hao's face: "This sentence, I will return it to you intact. There is an old saying in country Z that if you do many wrongdoings, you will die yourself. You should do it yourself."

She turned around and took back the oil-paper umbrella: "Let's go, let's go back to our respective rooms to rest."

She walked back to Xia Zhizhi's side, and leaned against her like a boneless: "Sister, drag me back."

Xia Zhizhi stretched out his hand, a little wanting to laugh: "You look a bit taller."

An Ran didn't do it, she acted like a baby and played with Lai Fei and slept with Xia Zhizhi, which made Xia Zhizhi quite dumbfounded.

Back in the room, An Ran lay on the bed, turned over slightly, propped her chin and looked at Xia Zhizhi: "Sister, you are so beautiful."

"Huh?" Xia Zhizhi, who was paying attention to the game, turned around.

An Ran giggled, "It's all right, sister, you're busy."

Xia Zhizhi smiled, and continued to flip through the book in her hand. When she finished reading, she turned around and found that An Ran had fallen asleep. She got up and picked up the quilt beside her to cover her, and then left the room.

Downstairs is a hall, and the people coming and going in it are all contestants from all sides who came to compete this time. The coming and going is so lively,
"Senior, what are you looking at?" A girl came to her.

Xia Zhizhi turned her head, only to realize that it was a foundation-building monk who was following her today: "It's nothing, it's just an observation of the opponent."

"Pfft," the girl laughed, "Let's go senior, let's go eat, huh? Is there any senior who won't come?"

Xia Zhizhi shook her head: "She fell asleep."

Pulled by the girl, he came to a group of monks. Just as they were about to exchange greetings, they saw a group of people walking over in a mighty manner. The leader was a young man with haughty eyes and black hair.

At this time, he stood in front of several people, his eyes were contemptuous and his tone was disdainful: "You guys, give us this position."

"It's from the r side, and the lackey from the m side." A teenager whispered to Xia Zhizhi about science.

Unexpectedly, the boy from the r side saw it, and immediately said displeasedly: "Didn't you hear that? Get the hell out of here."

The girl got angry and stood up straight away: "Who are you talking about? You've lost your ability. Why, I'm used to showing off in my small place. I really think that any place is your home. You are so capable, what are you doing?" It's not heaven."

"What did she say?" He turned around and asked his companion beside him.

The companion is a little embarrassed, this little prince is an excellent disciple of a noble family, he is good in everything, but unfortunately he looks down on the people of country Z, no, this time he really didn't stop him, he was pulled over, whether he couldn't stop it or didn't dare to stop it, it doesn't matter Only he himself knows.

So he didn't dare to say anything else: "Maybe it's a compliment to you," he didn't quite understand, but it should be right to say something better.

"You guys have vision." The young man on the r side had a look of joy.

The girl was at a loss, and looked back at her friends: "Is there something wrong with his mind?"

Very good, he understood this sentence: "お金持ちなお汁ウンティ."

A series of babbling R dialect words came out, and the boy translated it: "It probably means that we have a problem with our brains."

Everyone has naturally learned it, so they all nodded, expressing their understanding, and greeted his ancestors kindly, such as a girl: "Is your mother okay?"

"Ah?" A group of people on the r side were confused.

So the girl asked again in a very friendly manner: "I thought your mother exploded, she has such a bad temper." She said this sentence with a smile, so she didn't see that she was swearing at all.

The boy raised his thumbs up: "That's amazing, Xiao Wu." The girl's name is Fei Wu, she is the sect master's young disciple, and is very popular in the sect.

Fei Wuyi flicked his hair: "It's an honor."

"What a sharp-tongued little girl." Suddenly a voice sounded, and a man in casual clothes and earphones came over.

He has exquisite eyebrows, like a beautiful boy in a manga, but his eyes are malicious, which makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

At this time, he came in front of several people, looked back at the idiot brother, and said something in r language: "Stupid, can't you see that she is scolding you?"

Then he turned his head to look at Xia Zhizhi: "I'll see how long you can be arrogant."

Xia Zhizhi stopped Fei Wu, and said slowly: "It's longer than you anyway, so don't bother you old man to worry about it."

"Hey, a bunch of frogs in a well."

Xia Zhizhi continued to smile: "Are you talking about yourself again? You really have self-knowledge."

"Let's go," he turned and led the young boys behind him away.

Xia Zhizhi patted Fei Wu who was still a little angry: "Don't worry, what's the matter, see the truth on the field."

"Okay then," Fei Wu muttered, and then suddenly put his hands on his face: "The way you looked just now is as handsome as Senior An! As expected of a sister, aren't you also a hidden boss?"

Xia Zhizhi smiled: "No, I'm just an ordinary monk."

The young man shook his head in disapproval when he heard the words: "You are only in your 20s, and you are at the golden core stage. If you are ordinary, we are not hot chickens."

After saying a few words, several people got closer, and it was rare for Xia Zhizhi to meet like-minded monks, and the chat was full of enthusiasm.

Soon it was the day of the competition, a circular platform was raised, An Ran and the others were sitting here, and the young people in the competition were in the center, waiting for the secret realm to open. At this time, Xia Zhizhi stood with a group of people.

When they were about to take the stage, An Ran handed them something: "Hold it well, it can save your life at this critical moment."

Everyone took it with a serious face: "Don't worry, senior, we will definitely come back intact."

An Ran patted them on the shoulder: "Go, try to protect yourself as much as possible, remember, we are here for everything."

She looked at the group of nervous young people, smiled slightly, and said softly, "Remember what I said, no matter what, with me here, I will definitely take you back neatly."

In the end, she and Xia Zhizhi hugged: "Sister, I'll wait for you to come back."

In his previous life, Xia Zhizhi also participated in this competition for the secret realm, but at that time there was no An Ran, country Z suffered heavy losses in this competition, almost half of the young disciples died, and the rest were also seriously injured.

After more than a hundred years, the outstanding disciples of country Z were far behind. Later, Xia Zhizhi became a god and made a deal with the big man in the west. Only then did he know that the matter of the archangel going down to the world without permission knocked him down from heaven .

Of course, this is an official statement. It doesn't matter whether it is true or not. At that time, Xia Zhizhi had already become a god, protecting country Z, but he was destined not to intervene privately.

(End of this chapter)