Reaper's Wings

In the "Tian" area of ​​Tianyi College, a separate courtyard is located among the trees. There are only a few people who can have their own dedicated courtyard in Tianyi College. This courtyard belongs to Han Dingtian. (w.guanm.o)

At this time, there were two people in a room in the middle of the courtyard, one was sitting and the other was standing. The one sitting was Han Dingtian, and the one standing was Dongfanglou.

"Song Dong really told you that!"

Han Dingtian was holding a transparent wine glass in his hand at this time, which contained a bright red liquid, which was called Flaming Red Lips, and it was Han Dingtian's favorite wine. She liked the blood-like color and the way this liquid stings the throat and burns. Belly sensation.

"Yes!"

Dongfanglou stared at Han Dingtian intently, as if admiring a perfect artwork, unwilling to take his gaze away even a little bit, and Han Dingtian turned a deaf ear to Dongfang's fiery gaze, as if he had never seen it before.

"What an interesting little guy, is this showing your loyalty to me indirectly?"

There was a smile on the corner of Han Dingtian's mouth, and seeing the smile on the corner of Dongfanglou's mouth, the eyes of Dongfanglou became even hotter.

"That should be the meaning. He deliberately made himself owe us favors. The greater the debt, the greater the chance of standing on our side."

Han Dingtian nodded and said, "That's right, but Song Dong and Zhao Yanting are still too young to be effective immediately. The key is Wang Dong, Bi Fang, and Zhao Gang."

"Zhao Gang's previous contact with us has no effect. Now the entire Fourth Army is led by Bi Fang and Wang Dong. Our opportunity may appear in a few years."

"So I have sent secret envoys to the Northwest Fourth Army. Their four major regiments are about to take shape. These four regiments are a little moved when they see me."

"These four battle groups were proposed by Bi Fang, but it was Wang Dong who put them all into operation. I didn't expect that besides Zhao Gang, there was such a capable person as Wang Dong who rose from the bottom. I really want to see and see he."

"Wang Dong must fight, but Bi Fang is the key."

"Yes, a martial saint, especially a military commander, has too much appeal."

Dongfanglou looked at Han Dingtian and asked with fiery eyes: "How long will it take for you to break through to Martial Saint!"

"It's not so easy." Han Dingtian shook his head and said, "Maybe when I break through, it's the time for us to do it."

Both of them were silent for a while, and after a while, Han Dingtian took out two porcelain bottles and put them on the table: "Here are twenty vitality pills, you give Song Dong ten first, and the rest depends on his performance giving it to him."

"Okay!" Dongfang Lou said and put away the two porcelain vases: "This time Song Dong should let Zhao Yanting improve before the battle."

"Again, the gap between the current Zhao Yanting and Nanfangman is still too big, the time is too short, and Zhao Yanting's chance is too small."

"Really?" Dongfang Lou had a different point of view: "I really think Zhao Yanting still has a chance."

"Want to gamble?"

"it is good!"

"What are you gambling?"

"How about letting me kiss you if I win you?" Dongfang Lou focused on the scar on Han Dingtian's face, as if that was her most beautiful place.

"Okay?" Han Dingtian chuckled: "What if you lose!"

"you say?"

"Give me Xia Lu."

Hearing Han Dingtian's words, Dongfang's fiery eyes dimmed obviously, but he still said, "Okay!"

Xia Lu, one of Dongfang Lou's fanatical admirers, is the only daughter of Xia Ming, Minister of Civil Affairs of the Empire.

The Ministry of Officials is the place where imperial officials are selected and alternated.

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"This is going to be distributed." Song Dong said with a smile on his face while holding a porcelain bottle in his hand: "But if I can get the secret recipe of Yuanqi Pill, I really want to distribute it."

Opposite him, Zhao Yanting shook his head and said: "Yuanqi Pill is the top secret of Tianyi Academy, and it is impossible to obtain it, and even if you know the secret recipe of Yuanqi Pill, you must have a professional person to refine it, and there are many medicinal materials. They are all under the control of the empire, so it’s not too big to implement.”

"Don't worry, there will be such a day." Song Dong said, pouring five of the ten vitality pills in the porcelain bottle into the empty porcelain bottle that was used last time, and then gave it to Zhao Yanting: "In these two days, you need to refuel. .”

Zhao Yanting took the porcelain bottle and nodded. The three vitality pills he got last time have already been exhausted. This is also one of the reasons why his strength has increased and he easily broke the record.

Song Dong looked at him with some envy. The Blood God's bloodline has gradually exerted its advantages. Zhao Yanting is not far from being a senior martial artist. Think about yourself, no matter how many vitality pills you eat, you can't fill up the devouring of that somewhat black heart.

"Don't worry, I will definitely win."

Zhao Yanting said confidently that the level of a person does not represent everything. Zhao Yanting is a person who survived the cruel meat grinder battlefield, while Nanfang Man is just a person who grew up in a greenhouse and may have killed people. But without experiencing war, he would never know what cruelty is.

Zhao Yanting wants everyone to know himself again.

"By the way, how is your relationship with Han Meimei recently?"

Song Dong asked suddenly, Zhao Yanting blushed when he heard this question.

"We're doing very well with Meimei recently!"

"Hey, it's become Meimei, can I call her sister-in-law in a few days?"

"How can it be so fast."

Zhao Yanting's face turned even redder, but Song Dong, who was still joking just now, suddenly said seriously: "It's not easy to be a man who wants to be a princess."

Zhao Yanting also nodded when he heard the words, but his face didn't change much: "No matter what, I won't let anyone destroy us."

Zhao Yanting, who is full of boundless confidence, is what Song Dong likes to see the most. This is the quality that a legend should have. As if thinking of something, Song Dong asked again: "By the way, did you tell Han Meimei about the last time?"

"Already said."

"What didn't she ask?"

Song Dong said a little strangely, how should his girlfriend react when his boyfriend wants to open a flower restaurant.

"She said she believed in me."

"Hey, what a lover."

Zhao Yanting looked at Song Dong and said, "Who is that Leng Bingshuang? Look at her handwriting, it's not small!"

"Whatever she is, she will eventually become mine."

Song Dong's confidence in himself has no limits.

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On the weekend morning of the third week, the first-year arena was so crowded that it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as a sea of ​​people.

At this time, Nanfang Man has arrived, surrounded by a group of senior students, he is full of domineering, today he is the protagonist.

It was almost nine o'clock in the morning, and before Zhao Yanting arrived, some provocative words were shouted out.

"Why, is Zhao Yanting scared? Why haven't you arrived yet?"

"That's right, what a little hero, I think it was blown out."

"The same goes for people from the Fourth Army."

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To create momentum before the battle, he Nanfangman wants to regain the title of No.1 of the youngest generation of his Southern family today, so that the eyes of the elders of the family will shift from Southern Tianqi to himself again.

Those who the Southern Tianqi can't deal with will be beaten up by my Southern Man.

And when my family and the Fourth Army were hostile to each other, how wonderful it was that I could defeat their young master.

He has already ignored his means, and he has already formed this kind of cognition in his heart: people will only remember the winner, and who will care what means he uses.

Suddenly there was a commotion in the crowd, Nanfang thought it was Zhao Yanting who had arrived but found out that it was someone he had never seen before.

This person was Song Dong who came to the ring first, and everyone knew that he and Zhao Yanting were in the Fourth Army together and had a very good relationship, so when he arrived, everyone asked him where Zhao Yanting was now.

"Oh, Yan Ting, he is warming up!"

"Warm up, where are you warming up?"

Everyone who heard the news felt incredible. A duel is about to happen. What do you mean by keeping your opponent here to warm up? Do you despise?

So Nanfang Man was a little angry.

Just when he was about to question Song Dong, a voice suddenly resounded throughout the arena. Following the voice, it seemed that a person was running towards here, and he was dressed as a first-year freshman.

"It's not good, it's not good, Zhao Yanting..."

It's not good. He said it together with Zhao Yanting, and this freshman immediately became the focus.

Perhaps it was because he had never received this kind of attention before. The freshman was a little nervous. He, he, said the last word for a long time without saying anything.

"What happened to Zhao Yanting!"

The freshman took a deep breath and said in a calmer tone, "I went to the dodgeball room just now and found that Zhao Yanting was already ranked No.3."

Whoa!Whoa!

As soon as the freshman's voice fell, the arena immediately exploded.

What does dodgeball room No.3 mean? It shows that Zhao Yanting has surpassed all first-year students except Dongfanglou and Nanfangtuo, two monsters in the history of the college.

They thought of the reason why Nanfangman challenged Zhao Yanting. He wanted to measure the strength of someone who surpassed himself...

Suddenly they thought of what Song Dong said just now.

"Oh, Yan Ting, he is warming up!"

Warm up, No. 3 who broke through the dodgeball room is just a warm-up, this is a naked slap in the face.

Looking at Nanman surrounded by everyone here, the onlookers suddenly realized that he is like a clown. Maybe Zhao Yanting can really create a miracle to defeat this fifth grader. Zhao Yanting has been creating miracles since he entered school and has never stopped .

"No, it's impossible!"

Nanfang Man said in a dazed way that when he was in the first grade, he took a lot of drugs to improve his grades to improve his strength, so that his grades finally improved to No.4. At first he was a little complacent, but when he found out When it was difficult for him to break through to a great martial artist due to taking too many drugs, he felt extremely regretful, that's why he valued his record list so much.

Suddenly there was a huge commotion in the crowd again.

A red-haired, spear-carrying Zhao Yanting, who was exuding evil spirit, came.