Legend of Yan Wu

As night fell, a series of lights lit up the Asura Academy at night. At this time, in the Asura Martial Field, a young man was lying on his back on the ring, his legs hanging on the edge of the ring, occasionally swinging a few times.

The young man curled his lips, with a trace of sadness in his handsome brows, he sighed deeply after a while, and slowly closed his eyes, feeling the coolness of the night air, and feeling much more relaxed.

"Han Mo?"

Just when the young man closed his eyes and was concentrating, an extremely pleasant voice came to his ears. The young man sat up slowly, and saw the young man's face clearly under the weak light. This person was Han Mo.

"It's you?" Han Mo looked at the little girl in front of him, and said with some doubts, could it be that he was too absorbed just now, causing a little girl to walk in and he didn't notice it, but the person in front of him was not a little girl , because I probably can't do ten tricks in her hands.

"What? Remember me?" This woman is Zi Yan who Han Mo and Han Ji mistook for a boy at first because of asking for directions. At this time, Zi Yan has changed into a plain dress, and the milky white floral dress looks She looked even cuter. Her long black hair was placed straight in front of her as if she had met him for the first time. Last time, it was because her long hair was in front of her shoulders that she recognized the wrong person.

"Of course I remember. Our little boys admire the strength of my senior sister." Han Mo said with a smile. Somehow, when he saw Ziyan, he would subconsciously think of Han Ling, and he didn't know if he missed him too much. Han Ling has lost his mind. During this period of time, no one followed him and called Brother Han Mo, and his ears felt a little uncomfortable.

Zi Yan couldn't help smiling when she heard the words, she jumped onto the ring, and then sat next to Han Mo, supporting the ring with both hands, looking up at the dark sky.

Han Mo touched his nose in embarrassment, moved his body to the side involuntarily, looked at Zi Yan so close, Han Mo suddenly became unnatural, smelling the fragrance wafting from the black hair , even with Han Mo's determination, he couldn't help sniffing twice more.

"What? Am I scared? Or am I too ugly?" Zi Yan didn't turn her head, she still stared blankly at the sky.

"No, no." Han Mo replied somewhat at a loss.

"If not, then why are you so far away from me?" Zi Yan turned to look at Han Mo who moved half a meter away, and said a little unhappy.

Hearing this, Han Mo touched his nose subconsciously, sat back in his original position, hesitated and said, "It's so late, you...why are you coming to the martial arts arena?"

"What about you?" Zi Yan asked Han Mo without answering, and then looked at Han Mo again, the gaze that could kill all men made Han Mo's whole body tremble.

"Hehe, you're so funny." Ziyan couldn't help laughing at the restrained Han Mo, thinking that when she first came to the academy, those who chased him could form the biggest gang in the academy, but now Well, everyone is afraid of her, because she has the ability to discourage most boys, but it has been a long time since she has encountered such a situation.

Ziyan looked at the weak Han Mo, curled her lips helplessly, hesitated and said: "I'm sorry that day, I was just in a bad mood, and you just came to my door, so I just..."

"Oh, it's okay, Han Ji is fine now." Han Mo said with a magnanimity, of course he was fine, and it wasn't him who was beaten.

The two said a few words casually, and the scene suddenly turned cold again. The awkward atmosphere made Han Mo feel like he wanted to die.

"Why don't you speak again?" Zi Yan asked with a sigh.

Han Mo hesitated for a moment, curled his lips and said, "I'm a little curious, you seem very unhappy, did something happen? If...you don't mind, I can give you some advice."

Zi Yan couldn't help but startled when she heard the words, looked at Han Mo with a serious face, smiled gratefully and said: "Thank you, it's really nothing, it's useless to say it, why don't you tell me about you, how did you regain your fighting spirit?" of?"

Hearing that the topic turned to himself again, Han Mo arched his shoulders helplessly, and brought out the old-fashioned saying again, and what he said was vivid. Of course, Han Mo would not say that he has a Yanwu physique. , and will not tell the teacher.

Zi Yan nodded, and didn't question Han Mo's words. She stared blankly at Han Mo, and couldn't help showing a smile at the corner of her mouth.

"Cough cough." Seeing this, Han Mo coughed lightly twice. He always felt that this Ziyan was a little strange, not a little, but very strange. Since the first time I saw her, I felt that she was very different from other girls.

"I didn't expect you to be quite handsome. There should be many girls who like you, right?" Zi Yan said suddenly.

Han Mo was taken aback by the sudden question. Han Mo looked at the sky and said absent-mindedly, "I don't know."

Zi Yan smiled lightly, hesitated for a moment and actually leaned directly on Han Mo's shoulder. This move directly shocked Han Mo, but before Han Mo could react, Zi Yan said softly: "Don't move, let the shoulder I will."

Han Mo's body froze suddenly like a wooden stick, and his heart also became faster with the rhythm of breathing. For a while, his thoughts became empty, and he didn't know what he was doing, only a sense of A delicate fragrance floated over the tip of his nose with traces of heat, making people smell a little peaceful.

"Han Mo, are you alright?" Zi Yan felt Han Mo's strangeness, and asked when she looked up at the face close at hand.

Han Mo shook his head when he heard the words, suddenly he was stunned, stood up in a jerk, straightened his clothes and looked at Zi Yan and said weakly: "This... senior sister, I have something to do, so I will go first." Han Mo As he said that, he turned around and wanted to run away.

"Stop." Zi Yan frowned and shouted, Han Mo stood there for some reason, and looked back at Zi Yan puzzled, she didn't understand what Zi Yan was going to do, he only knew whether a man and a woman would kiss or not, What's more, he already has a lovely girl in his heart.

Zi Yan also jumped off the ring, and walked slowly to Han Mo, with the corners of her mouth raised slightly, "Han Mo, where are you going?"

"No...don't go anywhere, go back to the dormitory." Han Mo looked at Zi Yan who was close at hand, his heartbeat was still fast, if there was a tough and strong man standing opposite, Han Mo probably wouldn't be afraid, only...

"Will I die if I borrow your shoulder?" Zi Yan said unhappily, and looked at Han Mo in a daze.

Han Mo was also a little helpless, he was just planning to go to the back mountain to find a teacher later, and then came to the Shura Martial Field to wait, who knew that he would meet Zi Yan and be stared at inexplicably, could he really be so handsome?

Zi Yan didn't know what Han Mo was thinking, she stared blankly at Han Mo, and said for a while, "Han Mo, you can't escape, you will be mine." After saying that, Zi Yan turned and ran out, leaving nothing behind. Han Mo was alone in a daze.

"Who did I offend?" Han Mo looked at Zi Yan who was leaving with some puzzlement, curled his lips helplessly, just listening to Zi Yan's last words, he was so strange.

"What do you mean? I belong to her?" Han Mo took a deep breath helplessly, turned around and ran in another direction.