Sister, you miss me

The prince has only one feeling, punching the cotton.So I went to find my father Wang Lin overnight.

Yang Feng and the others broke up to eat until the end. Jin Zishan and Park Zhongsheng cried with headaches when they drank too much. Nie Qing and Jiang Haichao went to chat privately, and the rest of them were all fed and drunk without worrying about paying , They broke up together.

As soon as I left the club, the moon was bright and the breeze was clear, and when the evening breeze blew, everyone lost a lot of alcohol, except for Jin Zishan and Park Zhongsheng.

Yang Feng and Wang Da stood with one person, just as they were about to discuss how to go, two groups of people walked out in the dark.

The looks are similar, the clothes are slightly different, one is simple and the other is glamorous.

The plainly dressed group negotiated a few words with Yang Feng and took away Jin Zishan, and the brightly dressed group picked up Pu Zhongsheng.

Nie Hongye murmured: "Oh my God, I can't believe it, I just ate with a head of state."

"Our school is a place where dragons and crouching tigers are hidden." Yang Feng smiled faintly, glanced over the remaining few people, and first said to Wang Datong and He Shiran: "What about your young couple?"

"I'm driving, I don't drink much." He Shiran raised his hand and said.

Yang Feng hooked up, but He Shiran didn't know why, Yang Feng grabbed her wrist, the delicate satin touch made him feel like it, it must be because of the alcohol, so there is no concentration, Yang Feng thought to himself.

Yang Feng shook his head: "It shouldn't be considered drunk driving."

"Old fourth." He Shiran chuckled, "Did you just test whether I was driving under the influence?"

"Of course, by the way it was a bit cheaper." Yang Feng said shamelessly.

He Shiran shook his head: "In my eyes, you are all children." After that, Wang Datong, who was dragging his feet, walked towards the Beetle.

Watching the car slowly drive out, Yang Feng waved his hand: "Say home."

When the Beetle entered the traffic, Yang Feng asked Zhao Min and Xia Xun again.

Xia Xun said: "You should worry about yourself. We haven't drunk too much and we are not afraid of drunk driving."

"Special department, it's stinky." Yang Feng gave a thumbs up and waved his hand again, "Where to come, where to go, hurry up, go one by one."

Soon, one man and three women were left on the scene.

Yang Feng said: "Let's go too, and send Hongye home first."

Nie Hongye shook his head and said: "No, my dad will come and pick me up, he will be there soon."

Before the words were over, a white Elantra slowly approached. As soon as the door opened, it was Nie Hongye's father Nie Wenfu.

"Mr. Yang, let me see you off." Nie Wenfu said enthusiastically.

"No, we can, goodbye."

"Well, drive slowly."

Two hours later, the Grand Cherokee drove in from the west gate of the school.

Su Qinxin, who was silent all the way, suddenly said, "Xiaoxue, I want to talk to your brother alone."

Yang Feng looked back at her quickly and smiled: "It's so late, what are you talking to me, and why don't you tell me directly, do I have to get her approval?"

"Yes, sister Xin, you are so strange, oh, I see, you are shy!" Qin Xue clapped her hands and said.

Nie Hongye ignored Qin Xue and said solemnly: "Yang Feng, you know what I want to talk to you, you must give me this opportunity."

The car stopped downstairs in the girls' apartment, Qin Xue pushed the door and got out of the car, but she said, "I'm leaving, you guys talk slowly and well. It's best to open a room and hold a candle night to have a long conversation."

"Go--" Yang Feng screamed and drove Qin Xue away.

"Yang Feng, let's open the house."

"What are you talking about?" Yang Feng dug his ears inexplicably in surprise, "I heard that right?"

Su Qinxin sat in the back row, holding her arms, her delicate body trembled slightly: "I'm so scared!"

As he said, the circles under his eyes were red, and tears rolled out of the beans.

Su Qin's heart has always been strong, but for the first time he showed a weak side in front of him, Yang Feng couldn't bear it, "What are you afraid of?"

"Grandpa, father, second uncle, third uncle, aunt, so many people, all of a sudden disappeared."

Yang Feng nodded, and suddenly said: "People are afraid of the unknown."

"Yang Feng, tell me, what is going on?"

"It's really hard to explain in a word, we really need to open a room, but will it affect your reputation?"

"I'm afraid that for a long time in the future, only by staying by your side will I feel a little safer, so it's up to you."

"It's not fun, let's talk about it in the car. Sit in the front." Seeing Su Qin quickly changed to the co-driver, a pair of slender and straight legs protruded from under the skirt, Yang Feng finally looked away, said. : "Xinxin, before listening to me, you must let go of many inherent things, such as your worldview, outlook on life, and values."

"Yeah." Su Qin's clear eyes flashed a bit firm, "I'm ready."

"Then I will start?" Yang Feng smiled and passed over.

Su Qinxin grasped the skirt with both hands, closed her eyes, her body tight and motionless.

"Look at death as home!" Yang Feng chuckled, leaning back in his chair, "I am teasing you!"

Su Qinxin opened his eyes, his chest rose and fell, and his lips pouted, a trace of anger flashed on his face.

Yang Feng said solemnly: "Your Su family is not an ordinary family, you should know that. The old tree is a good old man, a family that has existed for two thousand years, what concept..."

An hour later, Yang Feng's mouth was dry and Su Qin's heart was dizzy.

"It's really unbelievable. It turns out that our family is a family of cultivators, but there are really gods outside these nine days? Did my family die or were they taken away?"

"Who knows! I'm more inclined to them being sent to another time and space."

"You said that cultivation is an act against the heavens, so it attracted the punishment, so you escaped by chance and are now the last cultivation practitioner on earth?"

Yang Feng shook his head: "Although I was lucky enough to stay, my cultivation ability was taken away. There is no immortal cultivation in this world."

Yang Feng was right. The Nine Yang True Qi he had cultivated through hard work was gone, but his dantian was flooded with another internal force, which was the result of practicing "Six-Medical Needle" and "Heaven-defying Jue". After that catastrophe, his internal strength became more refined.

There is no Xianxiu, but Wu Xiu still has it.

"Oh, I used to think about it, thinking that my family was taken away by aliens!"

Yang Feng sighed softly, "Don't be afraid now!"

"Take me back to see if you have time."

"You mean your house?"

"Longyang Su Family."

"Okay."

"By the way, I will follow my grandfather's instructions, and my cousin will come over in two days, and all of Su's companies will join Fengxue Group."

"is this okay?"

"You should be a way for us to seek security."

"I will treat it as your dowry, I accept it." Before he finished speaking, he let out a horrible cry, and it turned out that Su Qinxin pinched his thigh.

Yang Feng returned to the 007 dormitory, of course there was no one, a faint loneliness spread in his heart.

He washed, climbed to the upper bunk, sat down cross-legged, watching his nose and his heart, keeping his dantian, thinking about it, he hasn't meditated properly for a long time.

At this moment, the familiar world left him, and in his consciousness, he felt like he was in a lake, the surface of which was as smooth as a mirror and glowing.

He closed his mouth, nose, eyes and ears, not listening or speaking.

After the acquired breathing stops, the "Fight Against the Heavens Jue" runs on its own, and he enters the fetal breath, which is the state of innate breathing.

In the mother's body, the baby breathes and takes in nutrients through an umbilical cord. At that time, it is fetal breath. At that time, the Ren Du channels are connected, which is called congenital breathing.

After leaving the mother's body, the umbilical cord is cut, and the second vein of Ren Du is blocked, and the human body enters the acquired breath using the nose and mouth.

Yang Feng got through the second channel of Ren and Du early. After practicing the "Tian Tian Jue", he mastered the fetal breath. Of course, this was a great opportunity. Countless people would never want to open up the second channel of Ren and Du.

In the state of fetal breath, the sea of ​​consciousness is a luminous calm lake. The breadth of the lake is Yang Feng's field of perception. Any wind and grass in the field will cause ripples on the lake.

The phone vibrated, he opened his eyes, stopped meditating, frowned and lit up the screen. It turned out to be Nie Qing's WeChat.

Nie Qing said: I'm finished talking, now I will go home.

Yang Feng returned a word: Oh.

Nie Qing: Are you angry?

Yang Feng: Sleepy.Feel good about yourself!

Nie Qing made a shy expression: Don't worry, we are a young man, and he is a very good big brother.

Yang Feng scratched his head and wrote: You are still coming, goodbye.

Nie Qing sent a message: Hello.No one responded for a long time, she mumbled: "Is it really offline."

"Who are you chatting with, so happy?" Jiang Haichao glanced at the screen and asked with a smile.

"No one." Nie Qingqiao blushed, "You concentrate on driving."

Jiang Haichao held the steering wheel, his eyes reflected the bright night light, and his voice said quietly: "My Xiaoqing is in love!"

"Brother Haichao," Nie Qing said, although she was carefree and could understand Jiang Haichao's meaning, she said carefully, "Don't take the jokes you made when you were young."

"Is it Yang Feng?"

Nie Qing bowed his head to acquiesce, but said with a grievance: "But I am wishful thinking, and he has a girlfriend."

"What!" Jiang Haichao gave his direction, and the Mercedes-Benz S600 stopped by the road. He looked at Nie Qing excitedly, "Xiaoqing, why are you so self-willed? Are such people worth your sincere efforts? Does Uncle Nie know?"

"Brother Haichao!" Nie Qing shook his head, "So far, he has not accepted me."

"He Yang Feng deserves your self-esteem?" Jiang Haichao kept shaking his head, "No, you are too self-willed. I want to inform Uncle Nie and let him take care of you."

Nie Qing laughed suddenly: "Yang Feng is very good in all aspects. He also saved the lives of our father and daughter. Old Nie kissed him better than me!"

Hearing this, Jiang Haichao weakly leaned back in his chair and muttered to himself: "What's the origin of this kid?"

...

The next day.

Yang Feng walked into the long-lost class. It was a big class. The lecture hall with nearly 500 people seemed to be packed.

Yang Feng walked forward along the aisle, and when she saw Qin Xue, Qin Xue also saw him. Qin Xue shrugged helplessly, apparently unable to occupy a seat for him.

Yang Feng continued down and saw the three Wang Datong, and there was no space around him.

When Yang Feng scratched his head and was about to skip class, the duck farm-like classroom quieted down.

It turned out to be Huo Dian's class.

The classroom was very quiet, everyone sat down, and Yang Feng was a bit abrupt in the aisle alone.

"Student Yang Feng, it's been a long time. I feel very honored to have you come to class." Huo Dian, who looks like Einstein, said on the stage.

Yang Feng's old face was hot, and he forced a smile.

"There is no place." Huo Dian looked around.

"Classmate, here." A bead falling on the jade plate sounded.