Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

Over the next week or so, Qin Xuan finally led a peaceful university life.

Classes, classes, dormitories, Internet cafes... It seems that they have returned to the university in the previous life. Since Yun Wenze's incident, Yang Ming has also converged a lot. In this week, they did not go out to play, but honestly. Around the campus.

"I'll wipe it, Brother Brother, you're too much to kill five!" In the Internet cafe, Yang Ming dang Zhonghua, admiring his face.

Even Huang Wendi and Yang Ming couldn't help but admire, they looked at the word victory on the computer.

This wave of team battle was originally the four impulses of them, and the team was destroyed, but Qin Xuan who appeared suddenly reversed the victory, and the crystal exploded directly after the five kills.

Qin Xuan smiled, "Or, I hang up the next game?"

"Don't don't, brother, I'm still pointing to ten consecutive victories!" Yang Ming waved his hand quickly.

Qin Xuan checked the time, it was too early, and under the suggestion of Yang Ming and others to start the next round... Then, Qin Xuan's cell phone rang.

Qin Xuan was slightly startled when he saw the phone number of the visitor.

"Something?" Qin Xuan answered the phone and asked lightly.

"I'm in Jinling, I have something to talk about!" Only a voice came from the phone.

Qin Xuan looked at the game that had already started, and said casually: "Play the game, wait for me!"

Then he hung up the phone.

In a top teahouse somewhere in Jinling, Ning Ziyang almost hung up the phone with a stiff expression.

Do you play games dignifiedly?

Ning Ziyang sighed deeply, poured a cup of tea, and shook his head with a wry smile.

"But it's okay, this is like Qin Xuan who is less than twenty, not Qingdi!"

I am afraid that for the entire Huaxia, his Zhenwu Tianjun's invitation, only this Qingdi dare to make him wait for a game.

This game ended soon, and there was no pressure on Qin Xuan.

Afterwards, Qin Xuan walked out of the Internet cafe with the disappointed eyes of the Yang Ming trio.

Before long, Qin Xuan pushed the door and walked into the room where Ning Ziyang was.

"Why did you come to Jinling?" Qin Xuan asked lightly, never pouring tea, just pouring a glass of water.

"Jinling Martial Arts Academy has already been built. It's about assessing teachers." Ning Ziyang sighed. He is a real Wu Tianjun, and now he wants to be an interviewer. But the Martial Arts Academy involves a lot, many of the teachers are masters, and even innate. Except for the generals of the country, the protection of the country does not dare to send others out.

Not only him, Tong Yuer, and Xu Ming were all sent out.

"So, you still want to talk to me about the Martial Arts Academy?" Qin Xuan frowned slightly, "I have already told you, I am not interested!"

He directly blocked Ning Ziyang's mouth, and the choking Ning Ziyang almost didn't choke on the tea.

"Of course not!" Ning Ziyang replied slightly depressed. The martial arts academy was indeed one of the main things he wanted to discuss with Qin Xuan, but now it seems that there is little hope.

"What's the matter then? If it's okay, I'll go play a game with my roommate!" Qin Xuan said lightly while playing with the teacup, taking a sip of hot water.

"..."

Ning Ziyang was depressed again, and then his face became a little solemn, "What I want to ask is, did you kill the Medusa of the God Slayer?"

The Guardian Government has always paid attention to international developments. The death of Medusa the God Slayer, and the battle between Pluto, who was ranked third among God Slayers, and the first round table knight of the Holy See of Light, has shaken the whole world.

Ning Ziyang also learned that not long after that, the cause of that shocking battle was actually Qin Xuan, the Qing Emperor in front of him.

The Holy See of Guangming asked the God-Player to go to China to assassinate the Qing Emperor, but he died in Huaxia. No one said he was killed by the Qing Emperor, but the Holy See of the God-Player came to the Holy See of Guangming because of information errors, and even angered the first round table. The knight has such a battle.

Only Ning Ziyang understood that the protector of the gods did not exert any effort.

The only fact is that it was probably killed by Qin Xuan.

World-destroying existence! That's the equivalent of an earth fairy! It is equivalent to the existence of the gods on the earth, even Ning Ziyang wants to look up.

"You mean that green-haired exotic woman?" Qin Xuan paused with his fingers, and then said: "After I finish my practice outside Reggio Mountain, she wants to kill me, so I will kill me!"

Qin Xuan frowned and looked at Ning Ziyang faintly, "Why, she wants to kill me, is there a problem with me killing her?"

"..."

This time, Ning Ziyang was really choked by the tea, and he almost stared at Qin Xuan with a dull face.

Killed easily?

A world-destroying level, equivalent to the existence of an earth fairy, smooth... smoothly?

For a few minutes, this Zhenwu Tianjun almost maintained this position.

"You really killed?" Ning Ziyang came back to his senses, stood up quickly, and looked at Qin Xuan solemnly.

"Yeah!" Qin Xuan nodded.

Ning Ziyang was sluggish again, but this time he reacted quickly.

With a heart that was almost full of waves, he slowly sat down, the bitterness on his face almost converging into a river.

"Then I, do I want to call you a senior now?"

Even the immortal can be killed, does Qin Xuan's strength still need to be questioned?

Ten thousand in Ning Ziyang's heart did not believe that the other party was already an earth fairy, but in fact, Qin Xuan's words still echoed in his ears.

"You can call me Qin Xuan, but no etiquette!" Qin Xuan said lightly, "You are not fast too, come to the door."

Qin Xuan smiled and said faintly: "Although fire can condense the sun, although it is similar in shape, it has no meaning of sun. If you can comprehend the meaning of sun, you can enter the earth fairy in your mouth."

Ning Ziyang was shocked. If he was still a little unwilling to believe it before, but now that Qin Xuan said his plight, he finally understood that the other party may have already crossed a realm that had troubled him for decades. .

"Then what do you think I should do?" Ning Ziyang couldn't help but ask.

Qin Xuan smiled and slowly exhaled the eight characters, "The sunrise rises eastward, the day and night rotate!"

In his words, there are four meanings of yang, everything is rising at sunrise, and the sky rising in the east, the yin and yang change day and night, and the heavens are shining in circles.

Ning Ziyang suddenly lost his breath, and the pupils in his eyes were dilated.

He seemed to be immersed in the eight characters Qin Xuan said. Qin Xuan smiled without disturbing him. These four yang meanings are the simplest, and the images of the heaven and the earth can be changed. They simply told Ning Ziyang together. Which one Ning Ziyang would comprehend had nothing to do with him.

After all, this is just a whim of him.

Until the night, when the restaurant was about to close, a waiter gently knocked on the door to wake Ning Ziyang.

When Ning Ziyang woke up, he couldn't help being shocked, his eyes were as bright as the scorching sun, passing away in a flash.

He watched Qin Xuan disappear from his seat, but there was a hint of gratitude in his eyes.

Afterwards, Ning Ziyang quietly left. For the next week, almost every day, he invited Qin Xuan to this teahouse and asked if he had any questions.

Until the ninth day, Qin Xuan sat in the teahouse leisurely, looking at the realm of sentiment, and looking at the rising sun of Ning Ziyang, with a faint smile.

He didn't have any problems, and he didn't care about those few words to solve Ning Ziyang's confusion.

At this moment, Qin Xuan's cell phone rang.

He looked at the phone with a light brow.

He Yu?

(End of this chapter)