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Chen Xiaoming gave a chuckle, poured a glass of fruit wine in his hand, and pushed it to the old man's table.

"Senior, I haven't seen you in ten years, the style remains the same."

Wang Lin smiled lightly, but he didn't dodge in the words because Chen Xiaoming was there.Living next to the latter and getting along for more than ten years, how could Wang Lin really have no idea about the latter.

At least in Wang Lin's view, the latter's cultivation base is not less than that of the elders, and even better.

The old man had only Wang Lin in his eyes. He stared at Wang Lin for a long time, his face became more weird, he sighed, and there was a hint of appreciation in his eyes, and said, "Hua Fan...You actually turned into a Fan!"

Wang Lin picked up the jug from the small pot, poured a glass, and said after drinking, "The juniors are just struggling among the mortals. How can the seniors have the ease of playing the world."

The old man took a deep breath, took a sip of the fruit wine that Chen Xiaoming had just poured, and said: "The old man has seen countless cultivators of God in his life, but you can be the first one to be able to transform into mortals in ten years! "

Wang Lin didn't speak, his mood didn't fluctuate, he just smiled slightly and looked at the actor rap.

The same was true for Chen Xiaoming. He also didn't care about the conversation between the old man and Wang Lin, but Chen Xiaoming was thoughtful when he glanced over the old man.

Wang Lin Huafan, experience the life of a mortal, birth, old age, sickness and death, while the elderly are playing games in the world.

Although both of them are enlightened in the rolling red dust, there are also differences.

Just like the path I chose, I was also enlightened in the red dust.

"Senior watch the show slowly, and juniors leave!"

When Chen Xiaoming came back to his senses, Wang Lin's conversation with the old man had ended, and he saw him talking, holding the flask, got up and left the restaurant.

The old man was startled, his eyes flashed, and he muttered to himself: "Interesting."

"Senior, what I heard from you just now was very interesting, can I ask, what is a mood?"

Chen Xiaoming took a glass of fruit wine and asked the old man with a light smile.

The old man was taken aback again, turned his head, and looked at Chen Xiaoming seriously, but his original serious expression suddenly became wretched.

"Look, this man is old, he can't remember anything when he is hungry."

Chen Xiaoming smiled softly, and then he called the man softly, then whispered a few words in his ear, then picked up the flask, got up and left.

"Senior, please use it slowly."

With a soft voice to the old man, Chen Xiaoming left the restaurant directly and headed towards his own hospital, leaving the old man's deep gaze alone, constantly examining Chen Xiaoming.

He didn't feel the slightest aura fluctuation from Chen Xiaoming's body, just like a mortal.

Yes, it is like, not a mortal, because from Chen Xiaoming, he actually felt threatened.

The entire Vermilion Star, who could give him such an impression, had no one hand, so the old man was puzzled.

"Are you a mortal, or are you?"

The faint voice echoed, the old man's figure disappeared silently, and everyone in the restaurant was unaware, as if the old man had never been here.

On the way back, Chen Xiaoming looked at Wang Lin, who was leaving in front of him. He didn't say anything, but went back to his own hospital.

This time the restaurant incident made Chen Xiaoming realize in his heart that he seemed to be missing something.Today's Literature Network www.jrwxw.com

Lying on the chair in the medical hall, Chen Xiaoming closed his eyes slightly, carefully recalling everything that he had experienced in the past ten years in his mind. The more he remembered, the more Chen Xiaoming frowned, and he fell into it unconsciously. Lost in confusion.

At the same time, the old man and Wang Lin had already left in the shop of Lao Wang next door.

A little bit of time passed, and Chen Xiaoming, lying on the chair, seemed to be asleep.

Until the return of the old Wang and the old man next door, they never regained consciousness.

"Boy, let me ask you, do you know the identity of the person next door?"

Bringing Wang Lin back with a teleportation of 100,000 miles, the old man swept the next door with his spiritual sense and found that Chen Xiaoming was still asleep. The spiritual sense swept through, and he didn't notice any spiritual energy, just like a mortal.

Unable to help, the old man hit Wang Lin with his idea. When he went to the restaurant, the two of them were sitting together, maybe they would know.

"Huh? Senior can't see through him?"

Wang Lin furrowed his brows and said softly. Although he and Chen Xiaoming lived next to each other, they did not have much overlap. The old man's cultivation level was beyond the sky, and he couldn't see through each other. For a time, Wang Lin's inner guess was fulfilled. A bit.

"Fart, if I can see through, what else do I ask you for?"

Angrily cursed in his mouth, thinking that he was dignified in his mid-term cultivation base, and unexpectedly encountered an invisible cultivation base on this Vermillion Bird star. This is nothing short of a fantasy.

"Um, senior, I don't know much about him, I just know that he is just like me, and is also on the road of transforming the world."

Wang Lin was silent and smiled bitterly. He had already seen the other party's advanced cultivation level, and he was on the road of transforming the ordinary. Since the other party did not come to disturb him, Wang Lin's character would naturally not bother him.

"really!"

With a voice, the divine sense swept across the figure next door, making him unaware that either the opponent's cultivation base was higher than his own, or the opponent had a treasure that could shield his divine sense.

But compared to the first situation, he tends to the second situation.

For a moment, a gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the old man, capable of shielding the exploration of the mid-term spiritual consciousness. Such treasures are rare.

The old man's eyes kept falling into Wang Lin's eyes, and he saw Wang Lin frowning, hesitating in his eyes, and he still spoke out.

"Senior, his cultivation is above the god transformation!"

Having seen the old man's straw hat, Wang Lin also thought about whether Chen Xiaoming had such a treasure, but when he thought of seeing the other party for the first time, it was obvious that the other party's cultivation base was higher than his own.

After all, the old man led him to comprehend the mood of others, and Wang Lin still reminded him.

The words fell, but a basin of cold water was poured down, which made the old man wake up. After a little thought, he also recalled the feeling in the restaurant.

It's just that, deep down in my heart, I still don't want to believe that the other party's cultivation is better than myself.

As soon as the figure moved, the old man didn't say anything, and disappeared, and Wang Lin didn't say anything anymore. He had reminded him that he hadn't been able to control the old man's choice.

Having just understood the mood of others, Wang Lin had a lot of thoughts in his mind at this moment, and he closed his eyes and felt it.

In the medical hall on the side, Chen Xiaoming opened his eyes, a little lost and dim.

"Ugh!"

With a sigh, even after looking back on his life for ten years, Chen Xiaoming still did not touch the artistic conception of cause and effect, still did not understand, and still did not find what he was missing.

"What is missing in my way?"