Chapter 7 So, we are destined to be people from two different worlds
Wang Zhao subconsciously gave an elbow...
However, as soon as he reached a small distance of one centimeter, his movements suddenly stopped. Then he raised his head, saw that pretty and delicate face, and couldn't help but wonder:
"Who are you?"
At the same time, he rubbed his temple with his left hand, pulling himself out of the state where he was still reminiscing about the afternoon sparring session.
"Hello, my name is Xiaoxue."
The blond girl gave Wang Zhao a friendly smile, but she didn't mind because of Wang Zhao's actions just now. After all, she was much more powerful than Wang Zhao, but she suddenly felt a little curious——
What has this kid been through? His first reaction when someone approaches is to stop him.
Xiaoxue...
On the other side, Wang Zhao's mood was a little subtle at the moment.
He carefully looked at the blond hair and delicate face of the girl in front of him, and couldn't help but secretly thought, "No way."
"What are you looking at?"
The girl noticed Wang Zhao's somewhat rude gaze, felt as if she had been seen through, and frowned slightly.
"No, what's the matter?"
Wang Zhao withdrew his gaze and asked the girl with a normal expression.
"How old are you this year? Why don't you go to the Soul Master Junior College?"
The girl didn't pay much attention and continued to ask curiously.
This has nothing to do with you...
Wang Zhao thought to himself, but he couldn't say that because it didn't suit his character.
Also, if he guessed correctly, the girl in front of him is most likely the future angel god Qian Renxue. For such a sensitive person, he must deal with it carefully.
Otherwise, if you don't pay attention, you will really become the "second generation of Xiaogang".
After thinking about it, Wang Zhao still explained based on his own reality:
"My talent is very poor and I can't go to the Soul Master Junior College in Wuhun City."
"Oh, I'm sorry."
Hearing this, the girl... no, it was Qian Renxue who didn't pursue the question any further. Instead, she felt that she had touched the other person's sore spot, so she apologized.
"fine."
Wang Zhao smiled casually.
Afterwards, Qian Renxue watched helplessly as Wang Zhao turned his gaze back to the book page, and couldn't help but puff out his cheeks.
Hey, hey, an invincible beautiful girl is standing in front of you, bending down towards you, and you actually choose to read a book? !
Are you still a man?
In this regard, Wang Zhao seemed to be concentrating on reading, but he actually felt helpless in his heart.
At this stage, he really doesn't want to have anything to do with Qian Renxue. After all, his father Qian Xunji is not dead yet, and who knows if the grandpa controlled by a certain granddaughter is nearby.
He didn't want to be killed by a sacred sword falling from the sky.
As time passed by, Qian Renxue seemed to feel a little bored, or maybe she had a premonition that her grandfather was about to come back, so she had no choice but to stand up and leave with a resentful look in her eyes.
Wang Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.
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The next evening.
When Wang Zhao came to the library after studying and practicing for a long time as usual, he finished handling the trivial matters and walked to a familiar corner to sit down. He was flipping through the book when he suddenly turned his head and suddenly found a blond girl sitting next to him.
"When...you came here?"
Wang Zhao was puzzled and stunned.
He clearly didn't see Qian Renxue sitting here just now, otherwise she wouldn't have come here.
Could it be that she also has the teleportation soul skill? Hiss, never heard of it.
"Guess"
Qian Renxue smiled playfully.
How could the boy in front of her know that in order to prevent her grandfather from coming to the library with her from now on, she specially learned her grandfather's ability to distort light and change phenomena.
With her current strength, even ordinary soul kings would find it difficult to see through the illusion she created. And in this library, there is no one in the younger generation who has the strength of a soul king, and no one with the strength of a soul king would come to provoke her.
Not to mention that it is a relatively deserted time in the library, and those who stay here to read will hardly think about other things.
"No guessing."
Wang Zhao's mind was full of dark thoughts, and he moved his butt to the side, determined to treat Qian Renxue coldly like yesterday.
This young lady is really untouchable at the moment...
He was already like this. As a proud and proud woman, she would not stick her hot face to his cold ass.
Wang Zhao thought to himself.
Who knew...
"Hello!"
Qian Renxue came closer again, pressing forward step by step, staring firmly into Wang Zhao's eyes.
"Are you afraid of me?"
Damn, this little girl, I'm really afraid of you. If I had the cultivation of a Titled Douluo, I would have to...
Holy Sword Warning! ! !
Well, I have to hide far away from you so that you can’t even find it.
No matter how rich Wang Zhao's inner drama is at this time, he still has to choose from the heart. After all, even if he doesn't talk about his background, he can't afford to offend Qian Renxue now.
"Why, how could it be?"
Wang Zhao showed an extremely "natural" smile to Qian Renxue.
"Then why are you ignoring me?"
Qian Renxue pressed.
"I...sigh."
Wang Zhao faced his burning CPU and finally put away his smile, then reluctantly twitched the corners of his mouth, blinked his dry eyes, and said with a look of "low self-esteem and self-deprecation" on his face:
"Xiaoxue, you are not yet ten years old, right?"
"Yes."
"If I guess correctly, you are now a soul master?"
"Huh, I already have been!"
Qian Renxue raised her little face proudly.
"Long ago..."
Wang Zhao whispered softly, and his mood was obviously more "depressed".
Seeing this, Qian Renxue's expression changed, and she vaguely realized something.
"So, we are destined to be people from two different worlds."
Wang Zhao shook his head, stood up, and walked towards another corner in a reasonable way.
His back revealed infinite loneliness and desolation.
Qian Renxue was left standing there, a little at a loss.
"Xiaoxue."
After an unknown amount of time, a gentle and kind voice suddenly sounded behind her.
"Grandpa?"
Qian Renxue turned around stiffly, and looked up blankly at the grandfather who loved her most in the world, Qian Daoliu.
"Are he and I from two different worlds? Or, who am I destined to be with in this world, no matter who I am?"
"This..."
Qian Daoliu smacked his lips, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer his granddaughter's question.
Answer her "yes"?
Then for her, a child who has not yet experienced the world's scenery, it is too miserable.
Indeed, her words are not wrong. Because she is a unique innate 20th level soul power, because she is destined to become an angel god in the future, no one in the world is qualified to walk side by side with her. She feels lonely from the moment she awakens her martial soul!
But...
Qian Daoliu thought.
Xue'er is destined to take the angel nine tests in the future. Perhaps it won't hurt to let her experience some things earlier.
In the past, maybe he, the old guy, watched Xue'er too closely.
There is a saying that goes, raise sons in poverty and daughters in wealth, which means that for boys, you need to let him understand the hardships and hard-won things in the world, and for daughters, you need to cultivate her cognitive height so that she will not be foolishly deceived by others.
However, everything has a limit.
Things will turn around when they reach their extremes.
For girls of the angelic lineage, they have been standing at the top of the world since birth. No matter how high their achievements are, they are actually just that, not to mention Qian Renxue, a girl who is almost 100% capable of becoming a god.
The secular truth is like a lie to her.
She is qualified to show a contemptuous smile to anyone.
What she may really want but cannot get is, in the eyes of ordinary people, not worth mentioning.