Start fusion god-level system

"Ha, ha—ow—!"

In the Sutra Pavilion of the college, Qin Nan was yawning non-stop while covering his mouth while quickly flipping through and copying various classic martial arts and exercises.

I don't know how to do it these days, he always feels sleepy, wants to sleep, his whole body is limp, and he can't lift his energy.

What's worse, he, who had never drunk a drop of alcohol, suddenly became addicted to alcohol for no apparent reason, and he would feel uncomfortable if he didn't drink for a day.

I drink when I'm sleepy, I get sleepier after drinking, and I want to drink more when I'm sleepy, and then I start to sleep, sleep desperately, sleep crazy.

Immediately afterwards, he kept dreaming, dreaming of many strange figures, swinging various weird shapes, and speaking some inexplicable words in his mouth.

Such a vicious circle day after day, week after week, gave him a 'painful death'!

"yawn--!!"

Qin Nan yawned again and again, and could hardly keep his eyes open while reading the book.

"Hi, brother Qin Nan."

"Are you here too?"

Qin Nan was dizzy, and suddenly heard a little loli's voice in his ear, turned his head and saw that it was Nangong Xin'er.

"Oh, it's Xin'er."

"what happened?"

"Ah, yawn!"

Qin Nan yawned and asked.

Ever since he snatched Wang Zhigao's cave that night, Nangong Xiner didn't know who she heard the news from, so she went to look for him early the next morning and said she was congratulating him.

After that, the little girl seemed to be possessed by a demon, knocking on the door almost every day, going in and talking endlessly, which made Qin Nan a little upset.

He didn't know that this was the catalytic effect of the god-level system in his body, which increased the beauty's favorability and intimacy with him.

"It's alright."

"Come here to see what suitable martial arts are available."

"Brother Qin Nan, you flip the pages so fast!"

"Oh, you seem sleepy!"

"Didn't you sleep well last night?"

"Did you eat breakfast?"

"May I invite you at noon?"

Nangong Xiner started chattering again.

"Ah, no, no, Xin'er."

"I, ha—ow—"

"Too, too sleepy, I have to go back to sleep, sleep!"

"what--"

"yawn--..."

Qin Nan could barely open his eyes, covered his mouth, ran back to the cave, yawning all the way, and fell asleep, snoring one after another
"Oh, you lazy cat."

Nangong Xin'er shook her head, and continued to search for the martial arts in the Sutra Pavilion, but her mind was filled with Qin Nan's voice and smile.

She didn't know why, since chatting with Qin Nan that day, she couldn't calm down for a long time, as if she had fallen deeply attached to that beautiful boy.

"Strange, what does this feel like?"

"Could it be—"

Thinking of this, Nangong Xiner couldn't help but blush.

Meanwhile, Jade Peak Palace.

Wang Zhiyuan sat on a tiger-skin chair, looking down at a male servant kneeling on the ground: "Have you sent the challenge?"

The male servant did not dare to raise his head, and said tremblingly: "If you return to the master, it has already been delivered."

"Okay, let's go down."

Wang Zhiyuan waved his hand to signal the servant to step back.

"Qin Nan, I wonder if you dare to fight?"

"huh huh huh huh."

Wang Zhiyuan took a sip of the fine wine in the glass and smiled sinisterly.

With the cultivation of King Wu, he sent a letter of challenge to Qin Nan, a "Marquis of Wu", to fight for life and death. Although it is inevitable that people will be said to be bullying the small by the big, but this is all asked by that bastard Qin Nan .

In order to protect the family's face, Qin Nan must - must - die! ! !