Chen Hao's answer was a throbbing from the depths of his mind, like a beating heart. The sound was very small, but powerful. Other than that, there was nothing abnormal.
No matter how Chen Hao questioned him, there was no other response. But as time went by, when the black box became smaller and smaller, and more and more energy merged into Chen Hao's mind, the thumping syllables
, becoming more and more powerful, as if filled with a soul-stirring power, making Chen Hao's mind completely integrated into it without even realizing it...[]
"Buzz..."
At this moment, the originally very small sound suddenly sounded like a "buzzing" sound like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, exploding in Chen Hao's mind, causing Chen Hao's thinking to stop for an instant!
"This... what place is this?" Chen Hao's eyes were full of horror and shock. He just felt his mind roaring, and his consciousness seemed to be distorted and stagnant for a moment. But when he regained consciousness again, he was shocked to find that he was in
A gray space, with a desolate and desolate atmosphere that seems to come from ancient times, permeating the entire space like smoke!
"call……"
When the strong wind suddenly rose, the gray smoke seemed to condense into streaks of brilliant sword light, carrying an unparalleled aura and assassinating Chen Hao as fast as lightning!
At this moment, Chen Hao was only nervous and felt unprecedented fear. He wanted to dodge, but he was too late. The sharp and terrifying sword light came in front of him!
"ah--!"
Chen Hao screamed and hit the wall of the training room with a "bang". He was covered in cold sweat and his face was pale, but his eyes widened in shock. The illusion in his mind had disappeared and his mind returned to his body.
.
Chen Hao lay on the ground with dull eyes, unable to calm down the shock in his heart for a long time. The sharp sword light still clearly appeared in his mind, as if the sword light turned his soul into powder in an instant...
Resurrection from the dead.
Chen Hao clearly felt as if he had walked through the gates of hell. He was covered in cold sweat and felt extremely depressed. It seemed that all his energy had been consumed in just that moment, and even his eyelids became extremely heavy.
What exactly is going on?
Fighting back the sleepiness that came over him, Chen Hao stood up with difficulty. The black box was gone, and there was only a kraft paper-colored handkerchief on the ground. The handkerchief seemed to be incomplete, and it was covered with dense gold threads.
Small print.
"Is this something in the box? It should be... yes..."
"Junior brother, junior brother, you..."
Chen Hao's last thoughts stopped here. He vaguely heard Xiao Mei's cry, but his eyes closed uncontrollably. In an instant, he fell into a deep sleep and no longer had any consciousness.
…
At this moment, it was already late at night, and the entire Xiao family residence was silent. If everyone was not meditating, they would have fallen asleep soundly.
As Chen Hao's personal instructor, Xiao Mei lived next door to Chen Hao, and the training room was only separated by a wall. When Chen Hao screamed and hit the wall, considering the extremely thick walls of the training room, Xiao Mei was categorically
Can't be heard.
But tonight, Xiao Mei happened to not sleep, but was practicing in the training room, and was immersed in a wonderful state. She happened to hear Chen Hao's scream and the sound of hitting the wall.
…
I don't know if it was an illusion, but the mysterious and illusory feeling that Chen Hao had on the carriage made Xiao Mei feel an aura that she had never felt before when she woke up, as if her soul had been baptized.
Generally, even the air you breathe feels like there has been a subtle change...
What surprised her even more was that, vaguely, she seemed to feel that the barrier of the ninth-level martial arts master, which had been silent for a long time, seemed to be loosened. The feeling was very subtle, and Xiao Mei could clearly sense that it would not take long for her to break through it.
The barrier of a ninth-level martial artist, stepping into the realm of the Martial Emperor.
It was precisely because of this feeling that Xiao Mei returned to the practice room early and entered a state of practice. Different from previous practices, this time, her perception seemed to be integrated into the surrounding world, creating a new avenue of practice.
, appeared in front of her.
It was this wonderful state that made Xiao Mei hear Chen Hao's scream.
Xiao Mei called Chen Hao several times, but there was no response. She became more and more worried. Chen Hao's scream was obviously an extremely terrifying situation. Otherwise, with Chen Hao's unusual calmness, Xiao Mei really couldn't think of it.
Nothing could make him scream like that...
Frowning slightly, Xiao Mei suddenly summoned her strength and opened Chen Hao's door.
When Xiao Mei walked into the training room and saw Chen Hao lying motionless against the wall, she immediately screamed and came to Chen Hao in a flash.
"Junior brother, junior brother, what's wrong with you?"
Xiao Mei helped Chen Hao up in panic, and found that Chen Hao was covered in cold sweat and his face was slightly pale, but his breathing and heartbeat were normal, and there were no wounds on his body. He seemed to be asleep, and there was no pain on his face.
.
After using her Yuan Power to investigate carefully, Xiao Mei finally let out a long sigh of relief, frowned slightly, and murmured: "How could this happen? Is the junior brother practicing some special technique? Eh... this is
What?"
Xiao Mei's eyes inadvertently saw the incomplete handkerchief covered with small gold-lined characters on the ground.
Gently picking up Chen Hao, Xiao Mei picked up the handkerchief. The dense golden threads were all full of complicated fairy texts. Xiao Mei's eyes widened and she read from beginning to end, but she could only recognize some numbers...
"Is this... the technique practiced by junior brother?" Xiao Mei thought to herself: "It should be... it is very likely that it was passed down to junior brother by the ancestors, but... how can it be incomplete?"
Xiao Mei was a little puzzled, but she didn't go into details. She walked out of the training room directly with Chen Hao in her arms. After putting Chen Hao on the bed, Xiao Mei hesitated slightly, with a blush on her face, but she still reached out and gently and carefully put Chen Hao on the bed.
After Chen Hao took off his sweat-soaked coat, he quickly covered himself with a quilt and placed the incomplete handkerchief next to Chen Hao's pillow. Then he sat on the edge of the bed and stared at Chen Hao, who seemed to be sleeping soundly.
Start to stay...
In just a month or so of contact, Xiao Mei, as a personal instructor, witnessed his rapid growth. In the beginning, Xiao Mei was indeed an instructor, but it was only for the first few days. Later, she became like a personal nanny.
Taking care of everything about Chen Hao. When she first met Chen Hao, she did regard Chen Hao as her underage brother. However, as the contact increased, Xiao Mei's view changed unknowingly.
Sometimes, she even felt that she was younger than Chen Hao. Especially when Chen Hao occasionally said words like teaching him...
It has to be said that Xiao Mei gained a lot from Chen Hao, especially the wonderful feeling today. Xiao Mei knew that if she had not followed Chen Hao for this period of time, although she could be promoted to Martial Emperor, it would still take a long time.
It took a long time. But now, she has understood the barriers, and it will not take long for her to step into the Martial Emperor. This speed, even compared to some masters who were promoted to the ninth level martial arts master before the age of twenty, is still faster.
Make a three-pointer quickly.
Xiao Mei is a mature flower, both psychologically and physically. Staring at this young man who is only a little over thirteen years old actually makes her blush and feel her heart beat...
An attachment that doesn't want to be separated from him, and an extravagant desire to guard him quietly like now. Xiao Mei knows what this attachment and this extravagant hope are, but she can only bury it deep in her heart.
But she knew that this was destined to be impossible. Even if she could go back in time and return her to the same age as Chen Hao, it would still be impossible...
Because his monster-like talent does not belong to the same level as himself. He is destined not to belong here, and no one can keep his heart...
A bitter smile appeared at the corner of Xiao Mei's mouth. Staring at Chen Hao's delicate, handsome and slightly childish face, Xiao Mei shook her head gently and put away the completely unrealistic fantasy from her mind.
"He is just my junior brother. He is only thirteen years old. He is still a child. I just want to witness his miracle and his glory, right? As long as one day, he still remembers me as his senior sister, that is enough..."
Xiao Mei murmured in her heart. After watching Chen Hao's face gradually return to normal, he slowly stood up and left quietly...
No one knows that on this night, a charming and gentle girl inadvertently opened her heart, then quietly closed it and carefully sealed it. No one knows that from then on, that heart only belongs to that one person, and no one can ever open it again.
break in...
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Chen Hao was in a deep sleep, and at some point he fell into a dream. In the dream, those sharp sword lights kept appearing repeatedly, from the first fear to gradually becoming calm.
, in a trance, he seemed to transform into a sword light, repeating it over and over again, feeling the desolate ancient atmosphere contained in the sword light...
It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning that Chen Hao woke up. The moment he slowly opened his eyes, if anyone saw it, they would be shocked. The flash of light was like an incomparably sharp sword, breathtaking!
However, Chen Hao didn't notice anything. He just felt that he was refreshed, as if he had never been so energetic before. He slowly stood up and saw that his coat had been taken off, and there was a torn kraft paper-like handkerchief next to his pillow.
A smile appeared on Chen Hao's lips, and he knew it was Xiao Mei who did it.
Hearing Xiao Mei's voice before falling asleep, he didn't worry about anything and slept peacefully...
Picking up the incomplete handkerchief and slowly unfolding it, Chen Hao's eyes sparkled when he saw the densely packed golden threads of the immortal boy!
With his photographic memory, he learned a lot of fairy texts from Mr. Xiao. Although they are not complete, he can basically read them in full. These texts are undoubtedly mental formulas. This alone is not surprising, but the strange thing is that Chen
Hao felt that these mental formulas were very similar to the "Secret of Immortality"!
When he saw the words eighth floor, ninth floor, tenth floor... and so on, Chen Hao's hands trembled with excitement!
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