The Consequence of Judging Others by Appearance

"Your life style is very precious in troubled times. It's a pity that you were born at an untimely time. You have purple Qi but nowhere to use, so your body can't bear this noble Qi and gradually weaken," Qi Yan observed Cen Baihe's face. He found that his expression was very calm, so he continued, "It is reasonable to say that a person with a life like you will not be born in a peaceful and prosperous age. If there are special cases, all of them are jealous of talents and die early."

Hearing the word "death", cen Baihe lowered his eyelids and said calmly, "why?"

"Maybe God doesn't allow you to appear at the wrong time," Qi Yan looked at the heavy rain outside the window. "However, the road is ruthless and the way of heaven is affectionate, which will always leave a glimmer of vitality."

CEN Baihe's eyes fell on the young man's side face. Perhaps his practice in the alley just now has wasted too much physical strength. The young man's face is too pale, and his lips are too pale. He has a simple and harmless baby face. No one can imagine that he dares to save the innocent girl in front of the gangster with a knife and spends so much energy to save the people who have nothing to do with him.

His eyes became calm and distant, and the corners of his mouth gradually smiled: "if someone told me this three days ago, I probably wouldn't believe a word."

Qi Yan turned his head and looked at him.

"But now I believe you," Cen Baihe said with unprecedented ease, "I believe what you said."

"Although this saying is somewhat narcissistic, I still have to say," Qi Yan speaks slowly because his tongue is hurt. "This method looks simple, but it is difficult to use. Because almost no one knows this method of borrowing purple Qi. Even if someone has heard of it, others don't know how to do it."

In the eyes of ordinary people, it's just a small matter of borrowing and giving, but for warlocks, it involves natural justice, human luck and destiny. Moreover, there are too few people with purple Qi to explode. Who would have thought that purple Qi can be borrowed? All warlocks have only one idea about people who attach great importance to purple Qi. Such people can't offend. If they offend, they will be punished by heaven. Who dares to beat purple on them Angry idea.

However, Qi Yan was different from these people. Although his actual combat experience was less than those of these warlocks, he had a master who didn't know the origin but had a lot of skills. Since childhood, he instilled a lot of events that ordinary warlocks couldn't meet at all, and taught him various solutions.

He thought he was too busy to play with him. In retrospect, he suspected that the old man was a high man in the mountains. Because he was tired of being pursued by everyone, he went to live in a remote town.

"What do I need to do?" Cen Baihe saw him talking and secretly inhaling, handed him a bottle of water, "drink some water."

"When you're okay, just save the world with me."

After Qi Yan said this, there was a strange silence in the carriage. A romantic light music echoed in the car, with a lively and romantic melody, just like a pair of lovers dancing in the street full of flowers, which made people happy and eased the embarrassment in the car.

CEN Baihe suddenly chuckled, "OK, remember to call me then."

The bodyguard in the co pilot's seat finally couldn't bear to look back at Wu Shao and Qi Yan. Has the second phase of Wu Shao's delay finally arrived?

Save the world... Why not go to heaven to save the galaxy?

Qi Yan smiled, unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip. He appreciated this upright man.

CEN Baihe saved his life, so he returned his life to death and added merit and virtue.

The car soon drove to the door of Qiyan community. Cen Baihe handed Qiyan an umbrella, "bye."

"Good bye." Qi Yan opened the umbrella and found that it had the style of Cen Baihe. It was a pure Tibetan blue umbrella without any pattern. The rain crackled on the umbrella. After Qi Yan took two steps, he heard Cen Baihe calling him.

"Money, wait a minute!"

Qi Yan had no choice but to turn his head. How did Cen Baihe know his nickname?

"Here." Cen Baihe's long arm stretched out from the window and soon got wet by the heavy rain. Qi Yan stretched out his umbrella to block the rain for him. He took what Qi Yan handed over and found it was a business card.

Qi Yan laughed and remembered that although they had become friends, they didn't even have contact information.

"It's raining hard. You should go back to bed early. This is my personal number. You can contact me 24 hours a day." Cen Baihe smiled at Qi Yan. "Remember to send me a text message later."

"OK." Qi Yan waved to him and turned into the community.

CEN Baihe watched his back disappear behind the gate of the community, slowly closed the window, and still had an undivided smile on his face.

The bodyguard looked anxiously at Cen Baihe's wet sleeve. "Five little, there's a spare shirt in the car. Do you want to change one?"

"No," Cen Baihe wiped the back of his wet hand with a handkerchief, "go straight back."

When he got into the elevator, Qi Yan took his umbrella. At the moment when the elevator was about to close, he found a young woman with things in both hands running this way. He pressed the open door button. The young woman finally caught up. After entering the elevator, he whispered his thanks to him.

"You're welcome," Qi Yan looked at the large bags of snacks she was carrying. "What floor are you on?"

"6th floor, thank you." the young woman looked at the key area and saw that Qi Yan had pressed his own floor, so she reported a number.

Qi Yan pressed it for her and took a step aside. In a confined space, if he meets a female who is alone, he will deliberately stay away from each other, and try not to stand behind each other to reduce each other's tension.

Sure enough, after he took a step back, the woman's tight shoulders relaxed a lot. When she got out of the elevator, she thanked him again.

Lin Yu is a very homely person. She can never go out without going out. Fortunately, she is engaged in writing work and doesn't have to deal with outsiders. In addition, her parents are not in the imperial capital and can't take care of her, so even if she is so curtily, there is no pressure.

If it's normal, she won't go out to buy these things. Just place an order online and ask someone to send it to her. But today is also a bad coincidence. The network in her home is broken and her mobile phone is down. She can only go out to charge the phone bill and order snacks at home.

Put the snacks on the sofa. She opened the author chat group and sent a message with excitement.

Yu Shuling: just now I met a handsome guy who is a super gentleman in the elevator. The most important thing is that he is very cute. My girlish heart will revive again!

After sending this sentence without expression, Lin Yu turned off the chat group and began to brush the microblog. Then she saw a video called "smart and handsome men fighting five slag brain disabled gangsters, live Lei Feng in the new era" on the home page. The microblog has been forwarded more than 10000, and the number of likes is 70000 or 70000, so she opened it curiously.

The video was shaking and noisy. At first, it was a proposal scene, and then it became a hijacking scene. When the young man who saved the little girl appeared, she vaguely felt that the young man was somehow familiar.

However, because the video definition is not high, the young man's face is not very clear. However, it can be seen that the young man has a good figure, especially a pair of long legs.

Click on the microblog comments. Not surprisingly, they are full of praise. They boast that the young man is brave, witty, handsome and asks for contact information. It's very lively.

Lin Yu forwarded this microblog with a cute expression. When she was about to continue brushing, the light on her head flickered several times and went out with a bang.

She sighed, accustomed to the situation. I don't know what happened in recent months. The light at home is particularly easy to break. She suspects that there is something wrong with the line at home.

With the faint light of the mobile phone screen, she picked up a bag of snacks and returned to the room. She turned on the bedside lamp, sat in front of the computer and continued to write her unfinished novels published in Jinjiang literature city.

Although the reality is boring, in the novel world, she can let the protagonists experience life and death, and make their love vigorous and earth moving.

When Cen Baihe came home, it was dinner time. He went upstairs, changed his clothes and came down. The food was already on the table.

After he sat down, boss Cen looked at him for several times. Seeing that his brother had no response at all, he had to hesitate and say, "Bai He, I heard that you went to the nightclub?" when he just heard the news, he almost thought there was something wrong with his ear.

Bai He hated noisy places since he was a child, and he didn't touch tobacco and alcohol. It was shocking to go to that place suddenly.

"HMM." Cen Baihe picked up a piece of duck he never ate, bowed his head and ate it gracefully. I don't know why. He thought the food on the table was so delicious that he couldn't help moving his chopsticks.

Boss Cen watched his brother eat a whole duck leg. All the doubts about the nightclub were thrown out of the sky. He began to wonder why his brother's appetite was suddenly so good.

Although my brother's appetite has improved a lot a few days ago, it is definitely not as exaggerated as today. From childhood, he didn't see his brother eat the whole duck leg.

"Brother," elder Cen trembled and scooped a bowl of soup for Cen Baihe and put it in his hand, "have you crossed it?"

CEN Baihe put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth and said, "brother, did you watch online dramas with your sister-in-law again?"

Brother Cen:

Qi Yan didn't know he was angry. When he turned on the TV, he saw that the local news station was broadcasting an interview.

The little girl in the white hat held a bag of roast duck and was shy to the camera: "the kind-hearted man gave me the roast duck before he left and let me take good care of it." the camera turned and became the store manager of the roast duck store. The store manager said excitedly that as long as the hero who did good deeds and didn't leave his name, he would buy roast duck in their store for free and didn't have to queue up.

Qi Yan thought of the half of the roast duck left in the clerk of the roast duck shop and silently turned off the TV. Although the store manager said this condition was very attractive, he thought he would go around the store in the future.

After all... He is master Qi who has done good deeds without leaving a name.

It's a pity that the half roast duck hasn't eaten it after waiting in line for so long.