Subian Kings Canyon

Chapter 1493 How much do you know about flowers falling in dreams (31)

"Really annoying!"

Yan Huan kicked and broke a moso bamboo the size of a bowl. The bamboo branch used to be tall and straight with lush leaves, but she broke it abruptly with her kick. With a weak click, it broke and fell down.

Yan Huan:. . .

She touched the cut of the moso bamboo that was kicked off, curled her lips, "I'm sorry, I didn't know how strong I am."

She wanted to come to the mountain to chop firewood to vent her anger, not to cause sabotage on purpose.

Yan Huan touched the cut of the moso bamboo again, "I don't know if you have cultivated to become a moso bamboo essence. If you want to take revenge, go to the Xuanying Sect named Zhuang Zhou."

system:. . .

The system feels that even the players have problems now, which is not normal.

She had only climbed up the mountain for a short distance when she heard the commotion in the training ground, and she couldn't help muttering in disgust.

"It's not enough to be called Supervisor Zhuang Zhou. Everyone picks the weak persimmons, slack off, and finds all kinds of excuses."

However, Zhuang Zhou kindly refused to pursue the matter.

These few days were the disciples of Zhuang Zhou's supervisory school practicing kung fu, she happened to be free, and woke up naturally every day when she was able to sleep, and then came to the back mountain to chop firewood, which can be regarded as a vent to pass the time.

The back mountain is on the side of the training ground, so you can see the movements on the training ground and hear the sound.

What is this sudden noise?

Could it be that Zhuang Zhou gave them a holiday today?
What is he doing?

I'm afraid it's not because they want to bring down the Xuanying faction to be happy.

Yan Huan kicked away the weeds and bushes irritably, walked to the side of the mountain, and looked at the practice field with a cold face.

On the training ground, all the disciples of the Xuanying Sect in black robes were surrounded by a group, someone was shouting something, and the people in the middle lifted the lying person up.

Yan Huan frowned.

what happened?

Summer is almost over, and the Xuanying Mountain is not hot in the morning, could it be possible that some people still suffer from heat stroke after practicing kung fu?

Who is this so delicate?Let her see if it's a man or a woman.

She leaned on the tree trunk and poked her head out to look at the training ground below. Except for the man lying on the side, she couldn't see his face clearly, and beside him was something that was out of place with the crowd.

Kun.

Ok?
Could it be that something happened to Zhuang Zhou?

When I saw him in the morning, his expression was quite normal. Why did something happen suddenly when he went to the training ground?

Yan Huan stood up abruptly and ran down the hill. It was one thing not to see Zhuang Zhou in his heart. Knowing that something happened to him, he would still be uncontrollably worried.

She was running to the foot of the back mountain when the second junior brother ran over out of breath, his face flushed with anxiety, "Big, senior sister, no...it's not good, something happened!"

Yan Huan pushed him away and ran to the training ground, "Did something happen to Zhuang Zhou?"

Second Junior Brother followed behind and continued intermittently, "Yes, it's Junior Junior Brother. He suddenly fainted, his eyes were still terribly scarlet just now, and the blue veins on his forehead were vaguely black, so evil, I don't know if it is..."

"shut up!"

Yan Huan suddenly stopped in his footsteps, and sternly reprimanded, the second junior brother was so frightened that he quickly fell silent, he had to look at her because he didn't understand.

She turned her head, her eyes were gloomy, and she said sharply again, "Forget all the words you just said! If any of the disciples in the sect dare to speak out this conjecture, they can try the feeling of being lingering! "

Ling Chi...

That's cutting people alive...

The second junior brother hurriedly covered his mouth, and said in a muffled voice, "The little junior brother was just weak and fainted. There was nothing like that. I remembered it wrong! I remembered it wrong!"

Yan Huan glanced at him warningly, then flung his sleeves and ran to the practice field.

　good night~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)