Chapter 28 Character Determines Destiny

This bedroom is located in the west of the outer hall, and the area of the east courtyard is very large. The old man led Zhong Cheng through an open-air corridor and came to a wooden door. Zhong Cheng looked around and found that the outside of the promenade was a small pool, and a small rockery was built in the pond.

The interior of the corridor is a neat room, and the room in front of Zhong Cheng is the innermost room. The old man opened the door, then turned his rickety body and said in an old tone, "Brother Zhong Cheng, you will live here from now on. Although the room is not spacious, the quilt and other things are also complete. Your work is different from ours, so the time you get up should follow the arrangement of the lady.

"In addition, the canteen is located in the east of the courtyard, at the junction of the north courtyard and the south courtyard. You and our time are different, so it is impossible to eat regularly, but after the chicken crows, there should be food there before the time. Brother, just go at the right time.

"The rest of the trivial things will not be introduced by the old slave. Everyone here calls the old slave Wu Bo. If you don't mind, you can also call the old slave. In addition, if you still have any doubts, you can come and ask the old slave at any time. The old slave's room is in the first room in the north courtyard.

"It's getting late now, but how long will it be dinner time? After you hear the sound of the gong, you can go to the canteen. By the way, there is golden sore medicine in the cabinet in the room. You can wipe it yourself. Old slave, I have other things to deal with, so please excuse me first.

"Where, Uncle Wu, please." Zhong Cheng arched his hand, sent Wu Bo away, and walked into his own room.

This room is actually not as bad as Uncle Wu said. Maybe the decoration is a little simple, but it is strong. A bed and a table, with a colorful teapot and four upside-down tea cups, and a wardrobe and a cabinet at the other end of the room. It's also full of internal organs.

Zhong Cheng nodded and was satisfied with the situation in the room. Then he hurriedly closed the door and came to the table that looked a little old and sat down. At the same time, he released the "rebellious" from the bandage, put it on the table and watched it carefully.

Goodbye, Zhong Cheng is sure that what he just saw is not an illusion. Nowadays, the "rebellious" on the table is clearly a stone sword, and it is also a stone sword that failed to be carved. When Zhong Cheng saw the stone sword, he couldn't help feeling pain and couldn't help sighing.

He picked up the stone sword, gently stroked the body of the stone sword, with a look of regret, and muttered, "Why? Why? Why did you become the same again?"

It is reasonable that there is no one in this room and it is impossible to answer, but Zhong Cheng suddenly heard a silver bell-like laughter. Hearing this laughter, Zhong Cheng couldn't help frowning, put down the stone sword in his hand and scolded, "What a haunting guy!"

"Ha ha!" Bauhinia still smiled as usual, and then the breeze floated in front of Zhong Cheng, and Bauhinia had sat upright opposite Zhong Cheng.

Bauhinia blinked her beautiful pupils, glanced at the stone sword on the table, opened her red lips again, and smiled slightly.

Zhong Cheng frowned and said dissatisfiedly, "What are you laughing at? What's so ridiculous?"

"Ha! What am I laughing at? Do you think it's ridiculous to turn a sword into a stone sword? Bauhinia put his hands together, supported his little head, and sarcastically.

At this moment, the two sat opposite each other, and the fragrance of Bauhinia once again spread to Zhong Cheng's nose. Zhong Cheng panicked and subconsciously retreated his body. He couldn't help scolding in his heart, "This witch is so charming! Zhong Cheng, the other party is the devil! You panicked. It's really useless!"

"Oh, are you not feeling well?" Bauhinia leaned his head against Zhong Cheng and exhaled, "Your face is red!"

When Zhong Cheng saw the Bauhinia approaching, he had to shrink back again, and then said righteously, "What's wrong?" It's just a lot of road!"

"Have you walked too much?" Bauhinia narrowed his eyes, carefully looked at Zhong Cheng's red and swollen cheeks, and suddenly said sharply, "I don't think so. You have obviously been beaten!"

Zhong Cheng felt fierce and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times. When the four bodyguards tied Zhong Cheng just now, there was indeed an unknown guy who gave him a cheek, but the most hateful thing was that he couldn't revenge!

"You've seen it, what else?" Zhong Cheng still pressed down the anger in his chest and answered angrily.

Bauhinia snorted coldly and said contemptuously, "I saw your awkward appearance! You can't beat a 'god's spiritual level'! It's extremely humiliating! Looking at me, there is fire in my heart!"

"Cut!" Zhong Cheng's eyes were cold, and Mo Lin's arrogant appearance seemed to appear in his mind. He gritted his teeth hatefully and clenched his fists. "I just don't seem to hit him hard, otherwise, even if I die, I will have to drag him into the water!"

Bauhinia's eyes were still contemptuous. She looked at the pistol pinned by Zhong Cheng's waist, and then sneered, "I know what you're thinking. You just want to fight with him with your black iron. But I told you a long time ago that you can be regarded as a good weapon if you are wellgai zao. But now, it is far from qualified! Regardless of the characters above the level of divine generals, even if they are only people at the level of divine messengers, as long as they meet the enemy wholeheartedly and have all the miracles, you are not their opponents with this black iron block at all! Do you know?"

"..." Zhong Cheng bowed his head and his eyes were a little confused. He is still deeply impressed by the strength exerted by Namorim today. If that strength is built into an air wall, the bullet is indeed not easy to break through.

Bauhinia saw Zhong Cheng's silence, and his heart was happy, and his tone changed from harshness to gentleness, "Zhong Cheng, I didn't lie to you. That boy hasn't done his best when he fights with you today. If he does his best, I'm afraid you can't sit here and listen to me now. So..."

"So you just want me to practice some miracles, become a god holder, and then act as a pawn in your hands to help you fulfill your grand wishes!" Zhong Cheng's eyes changed, and his confusion swept away, looking back at Bauhinia coldly.

Bauhinia's face stagnated, raised his eyebrows, and then hummed disdainfully and said, "Useless waste, not even the courage to revenge! You said 'this revenge must be avenged'! Look at your current cowardly appearance, what do you report?

Zhong Cheng turned his head and said lightly, "How can I revenge? It's my own business, and I'm not special with others!" Don't worry about it!"

Bauhinia was extremely angry. He raised his snow-white jade arm, pointed to Zhong Cheng, and said hatefully, "You think I'm worried about you!" I'm worried about 'averse'! How wise the sword god is to pass on the 'rebellious' to such a waste! It's really annoying for me!"

"Sword God!" Zhong Cheng's heart jumped, turned his head to look at Bauhinia, and asked in surprise, "Do you know that senior? Is he really a sword god?

"Nonsense!" Bauhinia replied angrily, making her cheeks red with anger, even if it looked cute, "Of course I know the sword god, and he is also the unique sword god in the world!"

"..." Zhong Cheng's pupils shrank and looked at Bauhinia in a daze. The chest is like a violent sea, with rough waves and can't calm down for a long time. He seemed to see the sword god senior galloping around the world, one by one with a sword.

How domineering and how strong this is! Zhong Cheng looked at this imaginary picture and gradually became obsessed.

Bauhinia saw Zhong Cheng's expression and was slightly surprised. Suddenly, she seemed to think of what Pluto said to Zhong Cheng before she left, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

Zhong Cheng was immersed in fantasy and couldn't extricate himself. It was not until a long time later that Zhong Cheng woke up like a dream. He eagerly stared at the stone sword in front of him, picked it up and gently caressed it. Suddenly, Zhong Cheng's face darkened and asked Bauhinia, " By the way, can you tell me why this against the sky turned into a stone sword again?"

Bauhinia smiled and shook his head and sighed, "Why did you become a stone sword? Isn't that thanks to you? As I said, this is a rare magic soldier, the sword of the sword god. Who is the sword god? That's the first swordsman in the world! This weapon, which is a sword god, has long been spiritual. If an unqualified person gets it, it will naturally turn into a stone to show anger. Do you understand?"

"Are you angry?" Zhong Cheng looked sadly at the rough stone sword in front of his gaze, and there was a faint pain in his heart, and there was a sense of disappointment. He once promised the predecessor of the sword god in the ancient well to use his "rebellious sword" to complete what he failed to accomplish. Now that the sword has no front, what face does he have to face the sword god?

"Can you tell me about the predecessor of Sword God?" Zhong Cheng sighed, put down the stone sword in his hand and asked Bauhinia.

"I can't." Bauhinia smiled faintly and decisively rejected Zhong Cheng's request.

"Why!" Zhong Cheng was anxious and couldn't help standing up! I almost slapped the table. "I really want to know the story of the predecessor of Sword God! He is the most... most... demeanor person I have ever met!" He originally wanted to talk about temperament, but when he thought of temperament, the Pluto suddenly popped out of his mind, so he temporarily changed his mind.

Of course, Bauhinia would not care about Zhong Cheng's intimidation. Even if she was happy at this time, she smiled at Zhong Cheng and said, "Of course, it's because you are not qualified enough now!" What kind of character is the sword god? How can his deeds be easily told to you this useless waste?

"Uh!" Zhong Cheng's eyes were cold and stared straight at the Bauhinia. Suddenly, he withdrew his eyes and sat down on the stool degradedly. "I know what you want to say. Just tell me as I practice miracles, right? Humph, I won't be tricked!"

"Yes, that's right!" Bauhinia frankly admitted his idea, but this time Bauhinia has already lost his anger. "As long as you practice miracles, I will tell you the past of Brother Sword God."

"Idiot talks about dreams!" Zhong Cheng snorted, ignored Bauhinia, picked up the stone sword on the table, and wrapped it in a circle with the bandage in his hand.

"Ha ha, whether it is a fool talking about dreams, we will know it later. Now I can understand more and more what Lord Pluto said at the beginning. Bauhinia still smiled easily, supported his head with his hands, and his teeth were slightly exposed. "You will definitely practice miracles. If you insist on telling the reason, it's because of your personality! Sure enough, personality determines fate! Ha ha."