Rebirth: Marrying a Bamboo

Recovering from the memory, the sky outside seems to be colder, but the coldness of the past is no longer in my heart.

He protected her this way.

Let the past go away!

Zhao Fushuang flinched, got up and walked to the market.

After buying some thick clothes with Zheng Jianing's money, she still felt cold.

She always felt that the snow on Mayfly Mountain was so cold.

Also with inexplicable sadness.

This feeling is a bit like the feeling when entering the small world of Sifang Mountain.

It's just that the sadness is lighter.

When passing by a tea shed, she stopped.

Across the tea shed and the scholar selling calligraphy and painting.

The scholar was startled when he saw her clothes, and bowed shyly for a moment, "Miss Zhao."

Zhao Fushuang also didn't expect to collide with the scholar.

She changed into a dark green fox fur collar cloak with medicine Zhi, but she didn't expect the scholar to wear the same color cloak as well.

Zhao Fushuang walked around the tea shed and came to the scholar stall.

He looked down at the paintings on the stall in front of the scholar.

With just one glance, Zhao Fushuang was startled.

The paintings are full of spirituality, and they are eye-catching, as if seeing the real thing.

What a superb painting skill!

No matter how puzzled she is, she still can't help saying: "Good painting!"

The scholar replied: "Miss praise."

Most of these words are landscape paintings, and some human calligraphy and paintings.

It may not be visible to the naked eye, but it is not difficult to find out with spiritual inspection. The sun and moon essence in the painting is rich and contains mana.

She has only seen this kind of technique on talisman seals, and it is the first time she has seen someone write mana outside of talisman paper.

"Is your calligraphy and painting similar to talisman seals?"

"Yes, but basically no offensive power, most of them are auxiliary."

"What are the auxiliary functions?"

"It's useful for calming the mind, restoring physical strength and mana, and there are also some escape illusions, and short-distance teleportation."

Going forward can help you practice, retreating can help your teammates fight, and even if you are not good enough, you can sell it to make money?
Zhao Fu's eyes lit up, what kind of fairy ability is this.

Although she is poisonous, poison is the first-class prohibition in the Mayfly Mountain regulations, and no matter how secretive it is, it is not as easy to use as this method.

Zhao Fu was thinking of bartering things, "How short is the short-distance teleportation in your picture?"

Hearing this, the scholar said ashamedly, "Because I don't have enough cultivation, the teleportation distance of the teleportation talisman I made can only reach a distance of a thousand meters."

Zhao Fushuang: "."

Kilometers, more or less a little less.

A master fights and escapes a thousand meters, which is not as far as a step taken by others. If you accept your fate well, you can still say that you have backbone. With this thing, you have escaped for a long time and have not traveled a thousand meters. Even if you die Kind of ugly.

Seeing that Zhao Fushuang had stopped talking, the scholar said awkwardly: "It is true that most of the things I have here are flashy, and I can't sell much in a day. If Miss Zhao doesn't give up, I will choose a few as souvenirs."

Zhao Fu waved her hands together: "Don't, the teleportation distance is not enough to see it, but it's still okay to deal with some Xiaoxiao, besides, isn't your cultivation base not enough?"

The scholar cupped his hands: "Thank you for your love."

Zhao Fushuang said truthfully, "I like your painting very much, but I don't have much money, and I can't afford it. It's not appropriate to take yours for nothing."

"I saw you appearing in front of the notice board that day, but you also want to enter the summit?"

The scholar said calmly: "Ask the top to hide the opportunity, who is not willing to go, but my cultivation base is too low, and no team is willing to take me."

Zhao Fushuang thought for a while, "So, I'm about to enter the top of the summit. I really like your ability. See, are you willing to enter the top of the summit with me?"

She thought about it these days, but she couldn't find a suitable team anyway. Instead of forming a team with strangers and handing over her back to someone she doesn't trust, it's better to find someone to join.

The scholar was stunned: "I am only 25 now, so I really dare not delay the girl's schedule."

Zhao Fu waved her hands, "It's okay, I have one more plant than Zheng Jianing, and my ability is not bad."

The scholar hesitated; "Is there anyone else in the girl team?"

"You are not cultivated enough and no one will take you with you. I am not good enough and no one will follow you. It may be necessary to forcefully arrest Zheng Jianing and Mr. Zheng Xiaohou as our guide to the Realm of Tears. The other person, the half-step immortal Xiong Dalang, can be used to find the way first."

In fact, if she wants to enter the Aspirations Peak, she doesn't have to bring Zheng Jianing with her, but after all, she is new to the Aspirations Peak, and the rules are still unclear. Zheng Jianing is different. It must be very clear that leading is a pawn to save one's life.

Zhao Fushuang spoke in a serious manner, but the scholar's expression was somewhat indescribable.

Not to mention that Master Zheng Xiaohou is inferior to him, let's just talk about Xiong Dalang: "Xiong Dalang is probably very difficult for girls to use."

"It's okay, I think his ability is because he is lucky."

this,"."

"May I ask how many tears you want to go to?"

"Number five."

Not to mention what Yi Huang said, just say that she lost her cultivation in the No. [-] reward pool back then, so the No. [-] Tears Realm should be the first to enter.

"Miss, you know that there are many dangers in the Peak of Aspirations. If you are not careful, you will be destroyed. You must be careful."

"It's okay, no one is more noble than anyone else, there is no distinction between jade and stone, if we die, we will die together."

Scholar: "."

Zhao Fushuang, "It's fine if you don't leave. I won't force others to do anything. In the future, Sun Moon Stone will come to patronize the business."

After saying that, Zhao Fushuang turned around and left. The scholar watched Zhao Fushuang's leaving back firmly, and tightened the cloak tie on his body.

In the middle of the night, the cold wind howled, and heavy snow raged outside the dilapidated house.

Xiong Dalang held a big knife in his hand, his beard covered half of his face, and his black eyes were fixed on the small house.

Zhao Fushuang sat calmly on the bamboo bed, as if she didn't see anyone outside who wanted to tear her apart.

Finally, when it was almost dawn, Xiong Dalang raised the knife.

The blade cuts through the flying snow and enters the small broken house!
In the next moment, the small broken house spread out, Zhao Fushuang flipped over lightly, with the bamboo bed in front of her.

The big knife fell to the ground with a clang, and Xiong Dalang's knee also landed with the big knife.

Zhao Fushuang lightly put away the bamboo bed, brushed off the hem of her skirt, and walked slowly into the wind and snow.

She looked down at Xiong Dalang who was barely supporting himself with his hands on his knees, and a pair of fox eyes evoked a smile, "You have nothing to do with my poison, it's all because you have a stupid brother."

Standing there in the middle of the night without making a move, isn't it because he is afraid of her poison?
Knowing that she is good at drugs, she still has to suffer for that stupid brother of his!
It can be considered a kind.

Xiong Dalang panted and asked: "I just want to know how you poisoned my brother in front of the head and the mountain master?"

Zhao Fu smiled coquettishly: "Maybe he got off before the head and the mountain master came? People who have no long-term concerns must have near-term worries."

The poison on Xiong Erlang's body is Mixiao Jiuquan.

She placed it before entering the Law Enforcement Hall.

She has little chance of winning, but don't laugh at the bad guys!

Xiong Dalang closed his eyes: "It's not wrong for our brothers to lose to you!"

"I let Abao go, how about you let my brother go?"

Zhao Fushuang simply said, "Okay!"

"As for the poison on your body, you recognize me as the master, and I will relieve you."