I just want to touch, what bad thoughts can I have?

Chapter 223 Meeting the Person You Want to See (4000 words)
The next day.

The first floor of the hotel.

"When everyone is here, we should embark on the journey back to Tianshu Academy."

Luo Wenlong leaned heavily on the welcoming sofa, and from the corner of his eye glanced at the young man in white who was leaning against the wall with the sword case on his back and said nothing.

While speaking, a blue-haired girl with a pretty face came down the stairs.

Seeing the two people waiting on the first floor, Lan Yutong walked up without saying a word, and greeted them with a smile.

Not long after, Su Yingxin, who was expressionless, also came to the first floor. She glanced at several people present one by one, and realized that Fang and Yan were not there, and her eyes revealed a little thoughtful look.

While thinking, Lan Yutong jumped up and came close to her, chirping like a little sparrow.

About four or five minutes later, the elevator doors opened, and a boy in a bathrobe pushed a wheelchair out.

As soon as he got out of the elevator, Yan Wen noticed that several eyes were focused on himself and classmate Fang.

"Good morning everyone."

As he spoke, he couldn't help yawning.

"Old Yan, your face seems a little ugly?
Didn't have a good rest last night? "

Luo Wenlong folded his arms and raised his eyebrows.

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay, I've always come here like this."

Yan Wen waved his hand.

After Fang Qingran's breakthrough last night, he accidentally chatted too passionately with the other party about various aspects of the path of will cultivation, and when he came back to his senses, it was dawn.

not slept all night.

Insufficient sleep made him, who was already weak, look a little weaker than usual.

It's not a big problem, he will catch up on sleep when he returns to Tianshu Academy.

Thinking of this, he looked a little embarrassed. It was supposed to be his guidance for beginners, but at the end of the conversation with Fang, it turned into him asking for advice on his various feelings in the process of breaking through the real world of the cave, and intending to gain some experience from it. , to prepare for the future self.

Raising his head, he suddenly noticed a slightly scrutinizing look.

The expressionless silver-haired girl: stare——

The indifferent face without emotional fluctuations was full of oppression. After a while, Yan Wen felt as if ants were crawling all over his body, and he was not at all comfortable.

I remember that in the past, classmate Su could only look at him for no more than two seconds. What is the situation today?
He was quite puzzled.

But it didn't matter, he didn't think much, and went to the front desk to check out.

"Hey, Ji Huai'an, do you feel that compared to yesterday, he seems to be a bit different?"

Luo Wenlong, who was sitting on the sofa, looked towards the front desk and made a sudden sound.

"You mean Yan Wen?
He does seem to have become a lot more empty. "

Ji Huai'an looked calm.

"It's not him, I mean classmate Fang."

Luo Wenlong's words froze for two seconds.

"He is radiant and full of energy. Compared with the sick man, he is indeed like a person from two different worlds."

Ji Huai'an gave Luo Wenlong some interest, and observed secretly.

Originally, he didn't care about it, but when he reminded the other party, it seemed that it really made him feel a little strange.

His expression moved slightly:

"Compared to yesterday, Fang seems to be less sharp-edged?
The breath is much more concentrated. "

"Sure enough, you feel the same way!"

Luo Wenlong said in a daze:

"If we say that the student Fang we saw yesterday was like a sharp sword out of its sheath, showing its sharpness, then today, he seems to hide the sword's edge in its sheath and recharge his energy."

But this by no means means that the opponent's strength has weakened. They believe that if the time comes to make a move, that sharp-edged student Fang will definitely return again.

The hidden front is put into the sheath, so that the next time the sword will be faster, fiercer, and more unexpected!
If you don't cry, it's enough, and it's a blockbuster. The two completely different states are harmoniously integrated. This undoubtedly does not mean that the realm of the opponent's swordsmanship has far exceeded their level.

In their impression, they only had the same feeling with a small number of highly qualified teachers.

Last night, those people regarded Fang as a teacher, and now that I think about it, I can understand it.

To a certain extent, student Fang does have the qualifications to be their teacher.

Looking at each other, the two said nothing.

Everyone set foot on the way back.

On the return bus, Fang Qingran leaned against the window, his pupils reflected the desolate scenery that was rapidly receding outside the window.

On the surface, he was looking at the scenery, but in fact, his mind was not on it at all.

In his mind, the bronze armor worn by Yan Wen Wudao's will was constantly playing back.

Last night, according to the other party, that armor can bring him a certain amount of defensive power in martial arts will, and it also includes a method called [Strength Reverse Shock]. If he is not mistaken, this should be the one on his panel Described will equipment.

He asked Lao Yan where he got the equipment, and wanted to see if he could try his luck getting one, but he was told that it was given away for nothing by inheritance.

As for something similar, Yan Wen said that he had never seen it so far.

It's the same as the inheritance in his hand.

This information, for the other party clearly, was undoubtedly a heavy blow.

The hope that had just been ignited fell to the bottom in an instant.

Looking inside the will of martial arts in the depths of his mind, he silently made a decision in his heart. Since he couldn't get useful information from his real friends, it was time for him to make a breakthrough.

In order to achieve the gathering of three flowers, no matter how dangerous and unknown the Ancient Spiritual Void Realm was, he would have to face it sooner or later.

Just use the special effect of the [Eternal Anchor Point] of the Throne of Thousand Hands, with your own martial arts will, to link to the Ancient Spiritual Void Realm in person, go in and have a look!

Of course, this must be under the condition that the reality is safe and no one disturbs.

Go to some special websites, but don't like someone watching!
will be shy.

Immersed in thinking, he suddenly noticed that someone tugged at the corner of his clothes.

Looking at the silver-haired girl sitting beside him, a ray of surprise appeared in his eyes.

Student Su, is something wrong?
It shouldn't be, he hasn't peeked at Fat Times today, and there is no possibility of being discovered.

The expressionless silver-haired girl looked around and saw that most of the people in the surrounding seats were either swiping their phones or had already fallen asleep. No one paid attention to her movements, so she leaned into the boy's ear and said:
"When I passed the corridor before going to bed last night, I saw you entering Yan Wen's room."

The tone was calm, obviously, she was purely stating a fact.

Before Fang Qingran could react, the girl lowered her voice again:

"Although I am relatively slow to feelings, I am still clear about some aspects of feelings.

Student Fang, don't worry, I won't ask any more questions. Only I know about this matter, and I haven't told anyone about it. "

Su Yingxin's eyes were burning, as if I would keep the secret till death:
"We're friends, aren't we!"

Meeting the girl's eyes full of comradeship, Fang's face was full of question marks.

"Wait for me to stroke."

After a brief deliberation, he roughly figured out what the girl was thinking.

Student Su, you're not pure enough.

"Classmate Yan and I are not what you think."

He was decisive.

This kind of thing must be firmly and definitely denied!

"Oh, then I believe you."

The silver-haired girl blinked her eyes, and turned her head after saying this.

This time, Fang Qingran couldn't fix it anymore.

The rest of the rhetoric prepared in my heart has become useless.

Classmate Su, she seemed to believe his words so easily.

"That's good."

He muttered, and turned his head to look out of the window. The barren land, which was originally a boundless area, was filled with greenery at some point.

Since this bus was only responsible for sending them into Tianshu City, Fang Qingran and his party got off the bus and went back and forth all the way.

It was almost two o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived at the towering Gate of Ascension to Heaven.

The students of Tianshu Academy came in and out.

Fang Qingran raised his eyes and looked into the distance. The little she-wolf lying on his shoulders stretched its limbs, stretching its waist after being full of sleep.

"I'm afraid I didn't expect that when I set off, this trip will take nearly a month."

He teased the little she-wolf, feeling emotional.

The scene that happened in front of him now was almost indistinguishable from what he remembered before he left.

Regardless of whether he is present or not, this extraordinary city standing here has always been operating in an orderly and stable manner.

Whenever I see such a scene and think of a similar picture, I can't help but feel a little small.

"Are you thinking about something?"

The young man's inquisitive tone came from the ear, Yan Wen said, and motioned to the four new students behind him:

"We came out with a mission, and when we enter the school, we must first deliver the completed mission.

How about you? "

He cast a searching look.

"I?"

Fang Qingran thought for a moment.

"I should meet a few people first."

He planned to go to the door himself and tell some friends he knew that he was back.

He is unimportant.

But he thought, he might be more important.

"Then let's just leave here?"

When Yan Wen opened his mouth, Ji Huai'an, Su Yingxin and others who were traveling with him said 'goodbye' to him one after another.

"it is good."

After saying goodbye, after stepping into the Gate of Heaven and arriving at the square, the two parted ways.

Fang Qingran went straight to the Sword Academy.

The first person he planned to look for was Senior Boqing.

This trip, Senior Bo took good care of him.

Standing at the gate of the Sword Academy, he recalled the address that Senior Boqing had sent him.

……

The teaching department of Kendo Academy, the top floor.

The top floor is the exclusive area of ​​the head of the branch school. Almost all the students of the Kendo Academy hope that they can step into this place one day.

In the eyes of the students, it is also known as the fourth largest special building in the Kendo Academy.

Because, being able to come in usually means that they have been accepted as disciples by the head of the hospital.

Ordinary, so ordinary that it could not be more ordinary in the kendo dojo, a tall and middle-aged man in ordinary clothes quietly flipped through the documents on the file.

Amidst the rustling sound of pages being turned, the door of the dojo room opened.

"The disciples meet the master."

The young people who entered the room saluted respectfully.

"Boqing, you're here."

Pang Gujin raised his face from the stack of documents.

Noticing that his disciple was hesitant to speak, he was silent for a while, and then said:

"Same as yesterday, there is still no news of that student named Fang Qingran."

"I...I know."

Bo Qing's voice sounded a little hoarse.

Seeing his disciples haggard a lot, Pang Gujin sighed lightly:
"Xiao Shouzuo is still trying his best to search for it at the camp. Once I have relevant information, I will immediately pass it on to you."

"Thank you Master."

Bo Qing was not so excited by these words.

Who told him to listen to it every day.

Staring at the disciple in front of Hui, Pang Gujin's face with Chinese characters showed a little softness:
"Boqing, are you worried?

You might as well talk to Master. "

Hearing this, Boqing hesitated for a moment.

After several considerations, he took a deep breath, revealing the emotion of self-blame:
"Master, I was thinking, if I hadn't invited Fang Xuedi back then, would I not have appeared in these things?

Junior Fang, even if there is no competition reward, with his talent, I believe he will reach a high position sooner or later.

But now..."

Hearing this, Pang Gujin put down the document in his hand.

"Why do you think so?"

"Because, because I was the one who invited him..."

Boqing's eyes flickered.

"Without you, if another Wang Qing or Li Qing invites you, he will still go.

Just as you also promised to come down and participate in the competition. "

Pang Gujin shook his head:
"You should blame yourself, but what you blame yourself should not be this kind of aspect."

Bo Qing was stunned.

"What you should blame yourself is why you didn't have the strength to reverse the situation at that time?"

As Pang Gujin was speaking, suddenly, a faint smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

"Boqing, I have something I want you to do now."

He abruptly changed the subject in another direction.

Boqing, who was immersed in sadness, couldn't react for a while.

"Please help me go downstairs and pick someone up.

As for who it is, I think you should be able to understand after a while at the entrance of the teaching department. "

"Huh? Oh oh... good."

Boqing turned his head and quickly wiped the corners of his eyes twice. He didn't know what mystery Master was playing all of a sudden, but this did not prevent him from completing the instructions given by Master.

As soon as he left the dojo, the temperament of a school of swordsmen returned, but his eyes were slightly red.

"People who can understand at a glance...could it be the old man who came suddenly?"

After tidying up his clothes, Boqing thought of this possibility and rushed to the door on the first floor of the teaching department without stopping.

Unfamiliar young faces came into view one by one, he waited left and right, but he never saw the figure of Master with fluttering white beard.

In doubt, when the idea of ​​going back to the master to ask for clarification came into my mind, a boy's call came from afar.

"Senior Boqing? Is it Senior Boqing?"

The voice was quite familiar.

No, it's better to say that it is very familiar. In recent dreams, I can often dream of this young man's sensuality.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, his eyes were filled with disbelief, hope and anticipation, and he looked around.

The two figures in the dream and in reality gradually overlapped together. The young man in a bathrobe and with two swords on his back stood at the bottom of the steps.

The two looked at each other across the stairs.

"Brother Fang, is that you?"

At this point, he wasn't sure yet.

"It's me, Senior Boqing, long time no see."

Fang Qingran laughed at Yanyan.

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