After shook his head and suppressing the inappropriate thoughts in his heart, Lin Lang narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the young boy in front of him. During this period, the pseudo-teenager on the opposite side always gave Lin Lang an illusion that he was always staring at by his eyes. When he turned around, he found that the other party was also reciting cross-legged. This strange feeling has come again, openly and there is no need to check it out at all.

"What have you been stimulated recently?" In the end, Lin Lang couldn't understand Jun Wuhui's purpose, so he simply spoke, wanting to know where the guy who was slapped with his head on the opposite side was stimulated, and he actually learned this cute move. If he hadn't had good concentration, he would have been conquered.

Sure enough, this habit of loving cute things seems to have to be changed, but before I noticed it, I was seen by the guy opposite me. This made Lin Lang feel a little crisis. Could it be that my emotions were so easy to see?

As for Jun Wuhui, who brought Lin Lang such trouble, he was red and stern, and began to think about whether his performance had just been too much. After thinking about his actions from the front to the back one by one, okay, this guy who lacks feelings thinks it's not bad, at least the same way he gets along with his parents. It seems that it won't take long to cultivate deep emotions like his parents.

This also opened up all the dissonances in the future of the two people's lives! Besides, why did Jun Wuhui show the expression just now? That's because during these times when he got along with Lin Lang, he found that as long as he looked like a child, Lin Lang would subconsciously tolerate himself, but if he looked like an adult, he would definitely be the one who would not discuss it!

But looking at Lin Lang's tone now, Jun Wuhui also knew that he seemed to be too hasty. It doesn't matter. As a monk, he only has time, so "It's nothing. I just joked with you just now, but I didn't expect your reaction to this~" When he said this, Jun Wuhui, who had already recovered from normal face, looked at Lin Lang and said a few words, "It's not fun!" After that, regardless of Lin Lang's expression, he chose a house alone and went to the soup spring. Leaving Lin Lang alone, he was still a little confused.

It was not until Lin Lang was soaking in the soup spring that he realized that he had been worried about an unnecessary trivial matter for so long. It was indeed a brain problem. With this time, it would be better to think about what he next plan carefully to prevent any loopholes.

In the small Tangquan on the other side, Jun Wuhui was once again worried that he could not hold back his anger. Otherwise, he should have been bathing in the spring with Lin Lang now, and maybe he could help him with some memorization! Well, the pseudo-teenager who was obviously thinking too much was also planning how to get along with Lin Lang more closely at this time. Although he didn't know why he wanted to get along with Lin Lang like this in his subconscious, he believed in his intuition very much. Moreover, he was also similar to Lin Lang, that is, once he had a goal, he would definitely make a plan. If he found something unreasonable in the middle, he would definitely modify it, but he would never give up. Now, Jun Wuhui took Lin Lang as his goal, so of course his future plans would also be related to this goal.

The two of them had their own thoughts, and they were in harmony. After taking a bath, Lin Lang waited for Jun Wuhui to come out. Then he mentioned him, went to the training room, took out his own cushion, sat cross-legged, and then placed Yaoqin beside him. Lin Lang looked at Jun Wuhui who was also preparing to practice, but did not speak, but began to sort out his own spiritual power. Since entering the Qi training period, Lin Lang has not had a stable day of cultivation. No, it should be said that since he met Jun Wuhui, his ideas of practicing quietly have become somewhat unrealistic. Now, he has not had enough time to practice in the early stage of foundation building, but he has not had enough time to go to retreat and practice. Now, it is an opportunity to consolidate the foundation of Qi training and foundation building again.

Thinking of this, Lin Lang only left a ray of spiritual consciousness to pay attention to the person opposite, and then he was immersed in the artistic conception of cultivation. When Jun Wuhui saw it, he was not angry. He hung the wood carving that Lin Lang carved for himself with Qingxin Wood on his chest, and then he also entered into meditation to practice.

Time passed by the two of them in seclusion. During this period, Jun Wuhui gradually controlled the inner demons who took advantage of the situation, but he still looked forward to the songs played by Lin Lang for himself. Lin Lang also sorted out his own cultivation during this period and was more at ease in the use of thunder flames in his body. Every time the child opposite could not control his inner demons or the cold burst out, he would give Jun Wuhui a few thunderbolts or play some soothing music.

Such days were fulfilling and quiet for the two of them. Jun Wuhui also took the healing pills that Master had refined for himself for such a long time, and the injuries in his body were controlled to a certain extent. At least there was no problem with fighting with others, and even his figure could be changed back. However, Jun Wuhui still retained the appearance of the ten-year-old child. After all, he could not hold on to a big man and ask Lin Lang to hold him! Sure enough, it is still beneficial to have a small person.

When the two of them left the seclusion, Lin Lang's cultivation had steadily entered the middle stage of foundation building. When they left the house, they saw a paper crane sending a message on the stone table in the yard. When they opened it, they realized that they had been in seclusion for nearly two years. In this way, Lin Lang would celebrate his fifteenth birthday in a few months.

"Alang, let's go out and take a look?" Well, the change in the title is the achievements that Jun Wuhui has made in the past two years since he won Lin Lang's plan.

From being unaccustomed to the fact that it doesn't matter now, Lin Lang has also experienced a familiar stage. I'm sorry about why Jun Wuhui changed his name. The official reply given by the pseudo-teen was, "Alang and I have known each other for so long. Do you still have to be unfamiliar with the name and name? Besides, Alang also calls my name!" Well, after hearing this reason, Lin Lang thought about it, but he did not object. Anyway, it was just one name.

But Lin Lang didn't know that a retreat would lead to a scattered temptation. When his life was filled with traces of a pseudo-teenager, it was a little too late.

When Lin Lang took Jun Wuhui to the place where he rented the yard and paid the rent for another year for a year, the two of them simply walked around the deserted city, wanting to relax. After all, after two years of retreat, they always had to rest.

When the two of them found a restaurant in this deserted city, ordered a lot of spiritual wine and dishes, and sat directly into the private room to wait, the noise in the lobby instantly lowered a lot. At first, the two in the private room didn't care yet. When they heard someone secretly talk about the nearest unusualness in the wilderness, Lin Lang began to count the days. Sure enough, it was not far from the day when the secret realm was born. The strange things in this wasteland were probably the sign of the secret realm before the birth of the secret realm.

"Hey, have you heard that there was a big riot inside the wasteland, and thousands of monsters suddenly rioted. I wonder how many cultivators died in the inner world and explored the mystery!" Zhang Laosan is a famous master of all things in this wasteland city. As long as the gossip happens, few people don't know about it. Therefore, the rest of them also like to listen to his gossip, because sometimes, these seemingly insignificant news can save your life or bring you a huge opportunity.

When the rest of the people saw Zhang Laosan's momentum today, they knew that there was new news. Sure enough, after drinking some wine, Zhang Laosan immediately revealed his new news, "Hey, you don't know, those monsters don't know what crazy they were going on, they kill them when they see them. Moreover, there are snowflakes on some places on the wasteland. This wasteland is originally in the south, the climate is hot and humid, and when will it snow? Anyway, I still have my father, my grandfather and my grandfather have never seen it in my life. My grandfather said that this is the wasteland that is about to change, so I should prepare quickly and be better to hide. After all, this is a big deal. Once I intervene, I don't know if I have life to live!" After another sip of wine, Zhang Laosan said the words of his grandfather who had lived for hundreds of years, and also scared those who wanted to visit the treasure.

"Zhang Laosan, don't scare brothers, are you talking about it true?" Others still had some questions, but those who knew Zhang Laosan were silent. A few years ago, a tragic incident occurred on the wasteland. Zhang Laosan also warned him, but some people didn't care and went there. As a result, they haven't come back yet. This time, Zhang Laosan once again warned everyone that it seems that something big is going to happen on the wasteland. It's better to go back and clean up and rent a yard to go in seclusion.

It would be bad if you were caught in a bloody storm. After all, if the wastelands became chaotic, the wasteland city would be in chaos. It would be safer to rent a yard and bring its own defensive formations. It would be safer to say that, and you have a wishful thinking in your mind, but how to do it depends on everyone's thoughts.

In the box, Jun Wuhui was also thinking, was there something really happening in this wasteland? Thinking of this, his hands were not slow, and he put all the dishes Lin Lang liked to the plate in front of him, "Alang, eat!" Looking at the pseudo-teenager in front of him, piled up the plate in front of him, Lin Lang wanted to sigh, from when did the food he ate be picked up by the boy beside him?

Just as he was beginning to ponder, suddenly, the entire wasteland city began to sway, as if an earthquake had come. The cultivators immediately took off their magic weapons and rushed into the sky, wanting to see what happened in this wasteland city, which made such a big city sway? *---Yun Niu Niu

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