Qimen Genius

The girl Wuyou looked at Chu Chen speechlessly.

This guy who came back again actually wanted to leave his phone number and address so that he would be in trouble to find him?

Does he have this ability?

Wuyou suddenly remembered that the last time Chu Chen came, he claimed to be her master.

"Why?" Wuyou suddenly asked.

Chu Chen smiled and said, "I am your master, I can help you with just a little effort."

Wuyou took the paper written by Chu Chen, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the trash can. He looked at Chu Chen with a smile and said, "If it weren't for the sake of the sister outside, I would definitely beat you up."

He pretended to be his master three times and four times, clearly trying to take advantage.

Chu Chen looked at Wuyou, suddenly picked up a pen and paper, started writing again, and then handed it to Wuyou, "You will definitely not want to throw this one away."

Chu Chen turned around and walked out.

"Idiot." Wuyou glanced at the paper angrily, his body suddenly trembled, and he stood up straight. He was still holding the book in his other hand and glanced at the content of the book.

At this time, Chu Chen's voice came from outside, "You were reading this page last time I came here. Now you still have encountered a bottleneck. It's just a small magic talisman. Master wrote all the key points on the paper. Little Wuyou

, your qualifications are dull, you have to work harder, diligence can make up for your weakness."

Chu Chen's voice has gradually faded away.

The girl Wuyou has been completely immersed in the content of these few strokes.

Chu Chen returned to the car.

Song Yan glanced at him and without asking any questions, started the car and drove towards the commercial street.

She did not forget that the purpose of coming out today was to buy a decent set of clothes for Chu Chen.

Inside the old store.

I don't know how long it took, but the girl Wuyou suddenly screamed and exclaimed, extremely excited.

A white-haired old man rushed out with a cane in hand, "Wouyou, what's wrong?"

Wuyou jumped up, "Grandpa, I have understood the Little Spirit Talisman!"

The white-haired old man's eyes lit up, and he laughed immediately, "This is indeed a genius that the sect master has praised highly. Wuyou, grandpa has high expectations for you. Maybe one day, you can enter the Jiu Xuan Sect!"

The white-haired old man's eyes were blazing.

Wuyou was stunned, "Grandpa, if I enter the Jiuxuan Sect, will I still be considered a disciple of the Xingluo Sect?"

Hearing this, the white-haired old man burst into laughter, "Jiuxuanmen, the most amazing sect in the world, represents not just a sect, but a holy place. Entering Jiuxuanmen means stepping into a strange sect."

Hall, this is an honor. Fifty years ago, our Xingluo Sect founder Luo Yun Dao Zun worshiped in the Jiuxuanmen. In the past fifty years, Xingluo Sect has been lucky enough to have less than five disciples enter the Jiuxuanmen."

"What!"

Wuyou exclaimed, his eyes widened.

"On average, not even one a year?"

"Exactly." The white-haired old man said, "Furthermore, those who can enter the Jiuxuanmen may not be able to become apprentices to the masters of the Jiuxuanmen. Most of them can only enter the Jiuxuanmen to learn and study for a period of time, and then have to leave.

"

The white-haired old man sighed, "The real Jiuxuanmen people have such a distinguished and noble status."

"Could it be that person just now?" Wuyou suddenly said to himself.

"Who?" the white-haired old man asked.

Wuyou handed over the note, "Someone just pointed me out, and I understood the little magic talisman."

The white-haired old man took it and looked at it for a while, and couldn't help but admire, "It's wonderful! There is such a new and wonderful way to understand the small magic talisman. Wuyou, why don't you leave your senior behind?"

Wuyou, "..."

Wuyou turned around and walked to the trash can. He hesitated for a moment and wanted to slap himself. Why did he throw the note into the trash can?

Wuyou found the note Chu Chen wrote at the beginning, "This is his contact information."

The white-haired old man took a look at it and his pupils shrank, "Song family? Hasn't Taoist Zhang already left the Song family?"

"It's not Taoist Zhang, he's a young man in his twenties." Wuyou suddenly said, "He must be Taoist Zhang's disciple."

The white-haired old man also agreed with Wuyou's guess, "It's not surprising that Taoist Zhang has accepted a disciple in the Song family for five years."

"Hmph! Even if he is a disciple of Taoist Zhang, he can't be said to be Wuyou's master." Wuyou snorted.

"Hahaha, the young genius of Qi Sect is a bit energetic, so it's normal to tease him." The white-haired old man smiled and said, "If Wuyou is not convinced, just compete with him next time you see him."

Wuyou glanced at the handwriting on the paper, and the few words he understood about the small magic talisman showed that Chu Chen's extraordinary attainments were above hers.

However, Wuyou is confident that he can surpass him.

"I will definitely defeat that guy." Wuyou's eyes were firm.

Chu Chen put on new clothes and walked out of the shopping mall brand store, and the eyes of several clerks couldn't help but shine.

Song Yan took a look and secretly praised it in her heart.

This man does have a face that can feed his stomach easily.

No wonder there are rumors that the young master of the Xia family has adopted Chu Xiaomi.

"That's it." Song Yan immediately agreed.

The process of shopping for clothes with Chu Chen was surprisingly smooth. Almost all the clothes that Song Yan liked were worn on Chu Chen, which highlighted a particularly confident temperament.

He is simply a natural clothes rack.

On the way back, Song Yan glanced at Chu Chen from time to time.

There is a thought in my mind that I can't get rid of.

No wonder, Chu Chen was always doing things like patching things up. Before he was hit five years ago, maybe he really relied on his face to make a living.

"Honey, why are you always peeking at me?" Chu Chen finally couldn't help but ask.

Song Yan felt as if she had been caught red-handed, and her face turned red, "It's none of your business."

Chu Chen, "..."

Is this anyone else’s business?

Chu Chen didn't dare to ask.

Returning to Song's house, we passed by the plum blossom pile.

To Chu Chen's surprise, Song Qiu was no longer practicing lion training. He was leaning against a plum blossom pile with a gloomy look on his face and anger in his eyes, "That's too much."

"Xiaoqiu." Song Yan called out.

Song Qiu raised his head and stood up, extremely angry, "It's that Northern Boxing Zhao Shan. He actually took action again today, and he challenged the three major boxing gyms in one go, defeated the owners of the three major boxing gyms, and demolished others.

's sign."

"Is this Northern Fist Zhao Shan really not afraid of causing public anger?" Song Yan raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Every time he defeated a gym owner, he always said that Nanquan is rubbish." Song Qiu gritted his teeth, "If they weren't busy with the opening ceremony of Jintan City, how could he be so presumptuous."

"You came to Chancheng alone and claimed that Nanquan is rubbish." Chu Chen smiled, "If he's not stupid, he has ulterior motives."

Song Yan's pupils shrank slightly, "Xiaoqiu, has anyone checked the background of this Northern Fist Zhao Shan?"

"I can't find it, it's like he appeared out of thin air." Song Qiu blurted out, his heart suddenly pounding, "No, when the opening ceremony of Jintan City is over, I must find a way to find out the origin of this person.
Chapter completed!