It makes Chen Zhe unable to practice. It is the same as making him unable to get close to girls anymore.
Regarding spiritual practice, he went from resisting to reluctantly accepting, to curious to interested, and it has become a part of his life. But now it is suddenly gone. It is as if someone has taken away a part of his life.
Shen Rongrong is a physical practitioner like Yang Hui. She tempers her body with the help of innate spiritual energy and proves the Tao with martial arts. She can also break the void. It's just a more difficult path. She is also a practitioner and understands why Chen Zhe is so sad.
If you can't practice, you can't wait to be recognized by Tianxin Pavilion. If you can't take Qin Xin in the future, it's equivalent to losing the future.
"Who did this?" Shen Rongrong smiled and held Chen Zhe's cheek gently.
Chen Zhe smiled: "That's not important anymore. I clearly know who did it. But I still have to pretend not to know..."
"Okay. I won't ask anymore." Shen Rongrong has always been gentle and obedient. At this time, she hugged Chen Zhe like a sister. The two hugged for a moment. Chen Zhe took a deep breath: "Okay. I'm not sad anymore. .”
Shen Rongrong looked at him suspiciously. Chen Zhe stood up and hugged her with a smile: "In the evening..."
Shen Rongrong blushed slightly and her ears showed a faint pink color. She nodded lightly. However, Chen Zhe suddenly lost his sadness and became his usual look. She was even more worried.
Chen Zhe let Wang Xiuxiu stay at home for one night. He notified the attentive Xue Qian to pick up Wang Xiuxiu early the next morning and handle her family affairs.
He had to practice the "Qi Movement Jue" that Qin Xin originally taught him several times a day. It was a pity that when he practiced it this time, he couldn't feel the growth of the Nascent Soul.
The golden elixir Yuanying is the foundation of a cultivator. Even if he is slightly injured, it will affect his future practice. Not to mention a small crack in the Yuanying. From now on, Chen Zhe's practice will stop here and there will be no improvement at all. .
But early the next morning, Chen Zhe continued to go to class.
When Shen Rongrong left, she glanced at him worriedly. Chen Zhe smiled and said, "Don't be afraid. I can think about it anyway. There is no need for comfort."
Shen Rongrong smiled slightly, raised her toes and kissed him lightly on the lips. She turned back and walked towards the School of Economics where she was attending class. Turning around, she revealed a sad face and sighed quietly: "That's why I'm most worried. …”
Back in the classroom, without Liu Wen, only Zhao Fang was left sitting there. Suddenly, I felt that the class was much less interesting.
Because he wanted to sleep, Chen Zhe deliberately chose a seat near the back.
Classes at Jiangcheng University, except for a few strict teachers, are not strict about classroom discipline. As long as you come, you will basically be marked for attendance. If you want to sleep, just go to the back row so as not to disturb others. .
Since he started practicing, Chen Zhe rarely felt sleepy in class. But today he actually dozed off.
Zhao Fang, who was in the front, looked back at Chen Zhe and secretly sent an email to someone overseas: "He's here. He seems to be fine. He's just not very energetic. He's taking a nap."
The other party quickly responded to the text message: "He has only been serious for less than a semester. Why did he fall asleep so quickly? Go and take care of him... Did he encounter something some time ago?"
Zhao Fang replied: "I don't care about him. I'm not his. I guess he can't see that you have no motivation."
After posting this, Zhao Fang raised the corner of her mouth and revealed a joking smile.
It's a pity that after this email was sent, there was no news from the other party. Zhao Fang sighed in disappointment and put away the phone. She tore out a page of class notes and wrote on it with a pen: "Someone told you not to sleep."
She balled up the paper and threw it from a distance. It hit Chen Zhe on the head. Zhao Fang smiled evilly and found that Chen Zhe was drowsy at all and didn't feel anyone hit him.
I don't feel anything like this.
Is this guy dead?
Zhao Fang sighed helplessly...
Chen Zhe was sleeping. Liu Yi next to him poked him: "Boss, I've been sitting next to you for a long time. You should look at me."
"Look what you are doing. You are beautiful." Chen Zhe rolled his eyelids angrily and changed his position to sleep again.
Seeing his face, Liu Yi took a breath: "No way. Your face looks like it has been fucked by hundreds of big guys. Something unpleasant happened to you. Tell me and it will make me happy. .”
"Death." Chen Zhe sighed.
Do you look very bad?
There was a girl next to her who was also dozing off. He borrowed a mirror and took a look at her. She was fine. Her complexion was healthy and she was energetic. She was in good condition.
The girl next to him looked at Chen Zhe in surprise: "You seem to have not slept for three days and three nights. What's wrong these days?"
Depend on.
Chen Zhe lay on the table and closed his eyes...
This morning passed in a haze. It seemed like I was back to the days when I was just eating and waiting to die last year. Before I went to sleep, I had already changed a teacher. I changed a class. I went to sleep again. There was no teacher in front of me. It was lunch break time.
"What time does the afternoon class start?" Chen Zhe rubbed his eyes and stood up. Liu Yi looked at the class schedule: "It seems to be two o'clock. We have a three-hour break at noon. Do you want to have a meal? I'll take it." "
"Brother, I'm not free. I have to go to bed at noon." Chen Zhe stood up unsteadily and walked out the door.
Liu Yi opened his mouth in surprise: "No way. You slept all morning. You have to sleep at noon."
"If you want to have good skin, you need to get enough sleep." Chen Zhe yawned and walked out of the classroom door. Only Liu Yi was left behind, muttering to himself stupidly: "This guy didn't know he made a mistake. Either he lost his love or lost his virginity... No. He should be happy if he lost his virginity."
There was a low-key and pretentious Volkswagen Phaeton parked downstairs. Not many college students knew this car. Some took a look at it and curled their lips and asked, "Who is this poor Passat waiting for?"
Of course, there are also people who know each other and make others look incomprehensible and say: "This is not a Passat. It is a Phaeton. It's a two-million-dollar car. It's not worse than the BMW 7 Series. And it's also low-key."
"Damn. With so much money, why don't you buy a BMW? This car is too low-key..." Some students asked in confusion.
Anyway, ordinary people can't understand the thoughts of rich people. If you don't have money, you want to show off. If you have money, you want to be low-key. This car was parked quietly downstairs. Everyone looked away when they saw it. It only caused a few scratches. The monthly living expenses are gone.
When Chen Zhe walked over, the car honked its horn.
The listless Chen Zhe was startled. He turned around and glared. Then he continued to walk forward. The car started slowly. He followed Chen Zhe shamelessly, honking the horn from time to time.
But Chen Zhe seemed not to hear it and kept walking forward.
The car followed Chen Zhe relentlessly. It refused to go away. When it reached the wide road ahead, the car caught up with Chen Zhe. The window slowly opened, revealing Jiang Xiaoqiao's face: "Why are you ignoring me?" Me...didn't you see me?"
"Oh, Sister Xiao Qiao, why did you drive such a low-key car today?" Chen Zhe regained his energy.
Jiang Xiaoqiao smiled: "I saw today's almanac. It's better to keep a low profile and avoid showing off, so I opened it."
Chen Zhe was speechless. You are just pretending.
He opened the car door and bent down and got in. As soon as he entered the car, a wave of cold air hit his face. It was not because there was enough cold air in the car, but there was a woman with an ice cube sitting behind the car.
Long time no see, Kong Jie. The autumn season in Jiangcheng City has not passed yet. The weather is still 30 degrees at the end of September. But Kong Jie, wearing a black suit and black trousers, is covered tightly. She might be too hot to death if she puts it on others. But she still lets it go. People felt a chill coming to their faces.
"Sister Kong Jie." Chen Zhe smiled and greeted her.
Kong Jie nodded slightly as a greeting. She looked at Chen Zhe with a meaningful look but said nothing.
Jiang Xiaoqiao looked Chen Zhe up and down: "Why are you so haggard? It's as if someone has taken advantage of you."
"No way. I've been waiting for you to rob you and you didn't come. I'm so sad." Chen Zhe has become fond of smoking these days. Although Jiang Xiaoqiao doesn't smoke himself, he prepared a box of Su cigarettes for him. Chen Zhe brought some. Go up. Open the car window and blow out the smoke...
He felt that he was forcing a smile, but everyone could see it. Wasn't he just a serious person?
While driving, Jiang Xiaoqiao asked him: "Have you had lunch?"
"No. I'm a little sleepy. I want to go home and sleep." Chen Zhe answered simply.
Jiang Xiaoqiao glanced at Chen Zhe a few times with her peach blossom eyes. She twisted her face and said, "I have something on my mind. Tell me about it."
"The motherland has not yet been reunified. I am so worried that I can't sleep." Chen Zhe threw the cigarette out of the car window.
Jiang Xiaoqiao chuckled: "Would you like me to take you out to have a good time?"
"It's easy to be happy. Follow me home to the bedroom and you'll be happy immediately." Chen Zhe smiled.
Jiang Xiaoqiao snorted, pursed her lips and chuckled: "You have a thief's heart, but you don't have a thief's courage. I think you are not energetic today. Let's wait for another day. I will take you home first. You must be exhausted these days."
She drove Chen Zhe home. Chen Zhe got out of the car, smiled and waved to her, blowing a kiss.
After Chen Zhe left, Jiang Xiaoqiao looked sad: "He has something on his mind, but he is too stubborn. I'm afraid he won't tell me. I don't know how to comfort him."
Jiang Xiaoqiao had never comforted anyone since she was a child, and she didn't bother to care about other people's life and death. But she was a little cautious when facing Chen Zhe. She was afraid that a bad move would make him feel more depressed. She looked at the half box of cigarettes left by Chen Zhe and took them too. One stick. The movements are unfamiliar. The eyes are blurred.
Kong Jie said coldly: "I checked just now. His Nascent Soul is injured. He will no longer be able to improve his cultivation. This life is ruined."
Jiang Xiaoqiao looked shocked. The cigarette in her hand burned a hole in her skirt without even noticing: "What should I do?"
"Anyway, our Demon Fox Faction has no way to deal with it. But if he never recovers, it's not worth doing this for him. If you die, you will die." Kong Jie's expression was indifferent. Even if he had a good impression of Chen Zhe, she would not worry about him. .
Jiang Xiaoqiao threw down the cigarette in his hand. His eyes turned red: "He has never given up on me. How can I leave him? I'll ask my mother."
"Asking is in vain." Kong Jie whispered.
h3The author has something to say/h3
Saorui Saorui, I went to bed late last night because I didn’t code, and I got up late this morning, so I just coded a chapter~
There are still two updates today, and I will code the next chapter.