Nie Jia'en was not happy when she heard this, and muttered a little Mouth, said: "Wang Xiao, just say it. How can I say that I am also half Chinese. Let me know about Chinese culture, can't I?"

I have to say that Nie Jiaen is very sticky and has the spirit of "breaking the sand pot and asking the end".

Seeing Nie Jia'en's stubborn appearance, Wang Xiao coughed and said, "it's not that I don't want to tell you, but that when I left the school, the school once asked me to swear. I can't disclose the information of the school until I realize the task assigned by the school!"

When Wang Xiao said this, Nie Jiaen was not interested. She blinked her beautiful eyes and asked curiously, "what school task? Is it very difficult?"

Ren Yingying on one side also pricked her ears. Obviously, she was also curious about Wang Xiao.

"Cough, in fact, this task is not difficult, or even very simple." Wang Xiao coughed and said, "it's just that I can't complete this task alone. I still need the help of others!"

"Is that right? Let me help you finish the task, and you can tell me the information of your school?" Nie Jiaen said with a smile at Wang as soon as she turned her eyes.

"Do you really want to help me finish the task?" When Wang Xiao heard the speech, he showed a strange expression, looked at Nie Jiaen and asked.

"Of course!" Nie Jiaen patted her chest Breast, said with a serious face.

"Well, that's what you said." Wang Xiao touched his nose and said.

"I said it. Stop talking nonsense and tell me what the task is?" Nie Jiaen impatiently interrupted Wang Xiao and said in a deep voice.

"Cough, the mission of the school is to let me marry ten wives. Before I marry ten wives, I can't disclose the information of the school!"

Wang Xiao coughed and said solemnly.

But in the end, even himself couldn't help smiling.

"..." Nie Jiaen was stunned at the speech, and his pretty face immediately turned red.

"Just now you said you wanted to help me. I didn't force you!" Seeing this, Wang Xiao touched his nose and smiled at Nie Jiaen.

Nie Jia'en's face flushed with shame and scolded Wang Xiaojiao: "you stinky hooligan, play with me again!"

"I'm a gentleman. How can I play with you? Just now you promised to be my wife. I didn't force you!"

Wang Xiao smiled at Nie Jiaen and said.

Nie Jiaen blushed and turned her eyes, but she took Wang Xiao's arm and said, "OK, I'll be your wife. Tell me about your school!"

As soon as she said this, Wang Xiao and Ren Yingying were stunned.

"Jia en, don't be kidding!" Ren Yingying glared at Nie Jiaen and said seriously.

"Sister Yingying, I'm not kidding." Nie Jia'en stuck out his tongue, smiled at Ren YingYing and said, "this guy is so powerful that it's not a loss to be his wife!"

"Cough, sister Jia en, I'm just kidding. You won't take it seriously." Wang Xiao touched his nose and said awkwardly to Nie Jiaen.

He always felt that there must be something wrong with this girl's initiative.

"Of course I'm serious. From today on, I'll be your girlfriend!" Nie Jia'en smiled at Wang with a sly look on her snow-white pretty face.

Finally, she took Wang Xiao's hand, exhaled like LAN, and asked, "Wang Xiao, are you going to your place or me tonight?"

Seeing Nie Jiaen's whole body sticking over, Wang Xiao's nose was panting, but the whole person was very uncomfortable.

Although he is dissolute, he is not obscene. He is not the kind of person who casually has sex with his sister.

"Cough, I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do. I won't send you back. It's not far from the people's hospital. You can take two steps. I'll go first."

Wang Xiao coughed softly and quickly pulled out the arm held by Nie Jiaen and said weakly.

With that, he turned and ran away.

Seeing Wang Xiao's back, Nie Jia'en couldn't help laughing and said, "this guy, why are you running so fast? I won't eat him!"

"Jia en, you still like to bring the foreign suit to China. You'd better not flirt with Wang Xiao in the future." Ren Yingying, on one side, shook his head at Nie Jiaen and said.

Nie Jia'en smelled the speech, but looked at Ren Yingying with a straight face and said, "Yingying, when did I say I was tuning. Playing him, I'm serious!"

"What, do you really like him?" Ren Yingying was stunned when she heard the speech.

"That's right!"

....

An old man in a white kimono sits cross legged on a reef on a deserted island in the east coast of China.

His eyes were closed tightly, and his chest fluctuated up and down with his breath. The range was very large, just like filling a balloon. It was very strange.

Whew

At this time, a dark shadow quickly came here outside the island, and the turbulent waves were like flat ground in the eyes of the dark shadow.

If an ordinary people saw someone running and moving on the waves, they would think it was an immortal!

"You're here?"

When the shadow came to the open space in front of the reef, the old man in white kimono didn't open his eyes and asked faintly.

"Yes, master!" The dark figure half knelt on the ground and said respectfully to the old man in white kimono.

"How's Takeichi Yamamoto's injury?" The old man in white kimono closed his eyes and asked faintly.

"Hui Shizun, the younger martial brother's injury has healed, but..." the dark shadow bowed his head and hesitated in the end.

"Just what?" At this time, the old man in white kimono also raised his eyebrows slightly and asked in a deep voice.

The shadow trembled and seemed to be afraid of the white kimono old man. He hurriedly said, "it's just that the meridians in the younger martial brother's body have been hurt. Although his body has recovered, chakra line can't be extracted again. His talent is ruined!"

Boom

As soon as the dark shadow said this, under the rocks around him, those originally turbulent waves suddenly stagnated, as if time was still. Even the water droplets splashed when some waves hit the rocks were solidified in mid air!

"Master, calm down!"

Seeing the dark shadow, he quickly lowered his head and said to the old man in white kimono in fear.

Taiyi Hequan was terrified. He knew that although the master looked very amiable now, he was famous for killing thousands of people in those years.

If the master is really angry, he may not be able to bear the master's anger.

Fortunately, after a long time, the waves solidified in the air around him began to flow again. It seems that the master didn't mean to kill him.

"Alas, this is Takeichi Yamamoto's life!" The old man in white kimono sighed and whispered.

As soon as he Quan saw it, he couldn't help but say to the old man in white kimono, "master, we can't avoid the Revenge of the younger martial brother. Moreover, since we have found the trace of the descendant of the Tibetan king, we should speed up, catch him and give him to the king of Fusang!"