Watson felt that the scene before him was God's loyalty to him.

For ordinary people, those who are excellent enough to enter the inner sect are geniuses, god-like existences - future. Watson never thought that one day, he would be lucky enough to meet a group of geniuses and still talk to the same identity.

But Watson didn't have time to get used to it.

When the door belonging to the dark blade opened in front of him, he shrank a little, but his body subconsciously straightened.

There are some teenagers inside the door, not old.

Different shapes and different body shapes. However, they all have one nose and two eyes.

It turns out that these are geniuses.

Watson calmed down and walked in.

No one looked at him or paid attention to him. Watson's imagination of difficulties did not appear. In other words, ignoring them is the most embarrassing difficulty itself.

Watson shook his body and subconsciously wanted to run. But he didn't take a step: he came to represent Duer. He ran away, which hurt Duer's face.

Take a deep breath - Watson thought of Duer's appearance, thought of Duer's brief instructions before leaving - "The second one is the Xiaoyao Sect. Perhaps people from other sects like to disguise, but the people from the Xiaoyao Sect will definitely not. Watson, I believe that if you look at people, go find the person who you feel the most real, he must be the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect."

Watson calmed down and slowly looked around the room, moving his feet gently, Watson tried to make his eyes more natural.

Who is it? The most real thing is that this word is too broad and too vague.

The geniuses' ignorance has become a good thing at this moment. Watson slowly swept over:

Some were having a fight, some were gathered to discuss things, some were leaning against the wall to bask in the sun, and a few teenagers followed a girl, seemingly showing their attentiveness, with earnest, nervous, hostile and shy smiles on their faces.

It looked like the neighbor's prince chasing the girl outside the street. Watson couldn't help thinking.

It turns out that these geniuses are not that different. Watson suddenly relaxed.

Watson slowly moved his footsteps. "Unintentionally" revealed the invitation letter in his hand to everyone's eyes.

Watson had not noticed before and was held in his eyes. He was fighting and rubbing against Watson from time to time. When he got together to discuss things, he might glance at Watson. The boy chasing the girl was real, but the girl always looked at him from time to time...

The pace is slow and non-stop.

Watson felt his arm sweating and seeping into his clothes because he kept a position. Who was it? He looked around slowly, his relaxed eyes were peaceful and confident.

He believed in Duer Duer believed in his intuition.

His tense expression finally shook. Then he kept a pace and walked to someone.

Everyone was moving and doing things. He was alone, lying lazily on the bed, beside the window, a small piece of sunlight shone on his fair face, and on his unset clothes and... his equally fair chest.

A peaceful look, a beautiful dream is not yet on the verge of dreams.

Watson frowned and was distracted and commented secretly, "This man should go out to bask in the sun more often. It's really bad that he's still sleeping in bed at noon."

......

Chu Suifeng, the leader of this wave of Xiaoyao Sect.

After finishing all the information openly and perfunctorily, Chu Suifeng closed his eyes a little sleepy.

He was really not emotional about whether to listen to Duer. Everyone is here, and it is not stupid. It means that they will definitely make compromises for the overall situation. If Duer proves that she has the strength to command everyone, then listen; if there is no proof - or if there are other people who have proved that he has this strength, then listen to others. Think about the Eleven who jumped high and wanted to make Duer look good, Suifeng frowned, it was so childish. It would be more interesting to sleep. Thinking of this, Chu Suifeng waved his sleeves and closed the eyes of the snooping group of eyes and "Brother Suifeng, we haven't entered yet", and fell asleep.

By the way, in order to save houses, everything is simple, and at least eight people will sleep in a room.

Therefore, when Chu Suifeng opened his eyes dissatisfiedly, he found that he forgot to close the door when he was out. There was a slender man standing in front of him. Judging from his frowning expression and his inadvertent tiny mouth shape, he was disgusting him for being too white.

"After the order of Miss Duer, I came to send the letter of war and the Xiaoyao Sect."

"You dislike me?"

This is the first round of dialogue between Watson and Chu Suifeng.

Chu Suifeng's mind suddenly woke up after blurting out the sentence.

Then Chu Suifeng continued to maintain a lazy posture, stared at the man in front of him for a moment, and repeated it again.

"After the order of Miss Duer, I came to send the letter of war and the Xiaoyao Sect."

Chu Suifeng blinked his eyes and said nothing, looking at the people watching the fun constantly coming in behind him. He waited until the man repeated it again and said, "I didn't go out when Duer came that day."

Watson suddenly understood a thoughtless sentence. He was asking why he knew that he was the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect.

However, Watson did not intend to answer this sentence, and stood there and kept a smile.

There were a lot of discussions behind him. However, obviously he did not ignore Watson anymore. If you have the ability to find Chu Suifeng who was too lazy to come out without any prompts, it would be difficult for them to ask themselves. Watson deserves respect.

Chu Suifeng looked at Watson for a while, reached out his hand-nothing to get the battle post, and hugged his fist and said, "Watson? Good name, my name is Chu Suifeng."

Watson looked at Chu Suifeng, thought for a while, and nodded.

Chu Suifeng did not move.

Watson thought about it again and said, "Your is also very good, Chu Suifeng." His voice did not tremble as he imagined. He was calm and calm.

Chu Suifeng smiled and took the battle post, but he didn't bother with what had happened before. His eyes swept across the corner of the battle post soaked in sweat. Chu Suifeng held that part without any trace, and then said lazily, "Thank you, I'll take it."

From beginning to end, Chu Suifeng did not get up from the bed.

But Watson knew that this person was not disrespectful to him, but because of his temperament.

But he smiled and said goodbye.

But I heard a person in the crowd say, "It's past noon and Duer hasn't come back yet. Maybe he's lost the first game, so what's the right to send a match post?"

He speaks loudly but cannot see his face.

Many people in the crowd agreed.

Watson turned around and swept over everyone. But he was not in a hurry to answer the question. He just smiled and said, "Which friend is asking, please come out and talk."

Neither humble nor arrogant, gentle and polite.

This sentence is really sharp: Since you have recognized Watson's status and think that I deserve respect, if you have anything to do, you must always let me see you. If you are present without showing up, if you look down on Watson, you will be back on your word and will not be able tolerate others without a stomachache; if you look down on the speaker yourself...

For young and energetic geniuses, it is really a slap in the face.

But when you come out, you still can't be willful.

Not long after, a teenager stood up in the crowd.

Watson smiled slightly, and was about to speak, but heard a clear whistle from afar, "I'm late for some reason, I'm sorry."

Watson's eyes moved, he smiled and stepped aside, giving the central position to Duer who was walking with a smile.

"Didn't you say I haven't come back yet? I'm standing here now. Do you have any questions about my war post?" The smile came gently.

After a morning of running, her hair was slightly messy and her sleeves were missing. But when she separated the crowd and walked step by step, although she was gentle, she dared not be underestimated. Everyone couldn't help but ask themselves, if it was her and Eleven... they couldn't help but feel more afraid of Duer

Duer stood still, and exchanged glances with Watson before he met the young man.

"I..." I don't know if Duer was too fierce or something at the moment, the boy paused and quietly retreated.

Duer didn't pursue the matter, but just smiled at Watson with encouragement. Then he asked loudly, "Now Duer is back safely. I wonder if you have any questions about my battle post?"

There was silence.

"Cough—" A cough also came from a distance. Everyone turned around and found that it was Eleven.

Eleven was not awkward, even much better than Duer, but he seemed a little depressed. He was holding a matter of one person in one hand and letting go of the other. After closer inspection, he felt a little trembling. Eleven, who had always liked to use light skills, was walking step by step in the eyes of everyone.

He walked all the way to Duer.

But Duer gave in, paused eleven times, stepped forward, and stood shoulder to shoulder with Duer.

"If you fight alone, you can't beat me." Eleven stared at Duer.

With such blunt words, Duer just smiled slightly and nodded.

Nodded and admitted.

Eleven was already faintly surrounded by the decline, but at the moment when Duer nodded and admitted, his spirit suddenly relaxed. He looked at the people in front of him, opened his mouth and finally said, "I lost."

After saying that, he handed the things in his hand to Duer, and then returned to the crowd.

That's Dur's doll.

He once helped her escape from Yancheng through endless hardships, but now he helped her win the first battle.

There was a brief silence in the crowd, and then someone suddenly said in the crowd, "We have no doubts."

"No."

"There's not much time left, Miss Duer should start the next game."

"Yes, yes. Let's start the next game."

Duer looked at the people in front of him and suddenly threw away the things in his hand. The man stood up strangely. His black hair, lazy eyebrows and eyes, and his faint aura were all over his body - the other Duer, who and Duer were like sisters, stood in front of everyone.

Without much explanation, Duer just showed the doll in front of everyone.

It’s not that I’m better than Eleven, but that I’m just a mechanism that can’t be defended, and I’m just a trap.

Looking at the expressions of everyone gradually went from being surprised to suddenly realize, and then looking at Eleven with sympathy and admiration, Duercai said, "Then it's as everyone said--"

"I have questions. I won't answer." A voice came from behind Duer.

Duer looked back.
Chapter completed!