Wrecked Sword Striking the Heaven

The ink knife was never put back after the quilt was taken out. Maybe it's because Zifeng was inseparable from the ink knife from the beginning of Zifeng's entry into the martial arts. At the moment of starting with the ink knife, Zifeng felt that everything was peaceful, and his mood and mood were always suitable for each other.

"Come on, brother Zifeng is back." Qin Yao, who was waiting at the door, showed half a small head. After seeing Zifeng, she ran into the hall and deliberately lowered her voice to inform others.

However, even though Qin Yao deliberately suppressed it, her voice clearly passed into Zifeng's ears and smiled. Zifeng stepped into the Fuxiu courtyard leisurely. His footsteps immediately stagnated and looked silly. All Fuxiu stood there respectfully, as if they had been waiting for a long time. The first two people are Yan Wu and Pei Zhen.

Before Zifeng could speak, the Fuxiu girls behind him rushed over and surrounded Zifeng. The admiration in his eyes and the cheering words in his mouth became the most beautiful dress under the night.

This activity was not encouraged by Xiao Qinyao, but Pei Zhen and Yanwu, two old people with white temples. No one knows better than them what Zifeng has brought to them. Is it simply more possible to enter the freshman test than the top ten? Or do you frustrate danxiu's arrogance and keep Fuxiu's reputation and status?

Wrong, wrong, hope! It is the heart that has dried up for a long time, moved by the moisture of rain and dew. For a long time, the decline of Fuxiu has become the forbidden language of Fuxiu practitioners. No one is willing to mention the changes of Fuxiu. It seems that as long as you touch it gently, you will have a bleeding pain in your heart. Everyone is deliberately avoiding this fact, but how can others' ridicule and ridicule be avoided in the space where they coexist with danxiu.

In terms of time, Wu and Pei have been in Haoran College for 30 years, feeling the wasted years year after year and enduring the depression year after year. Doubts, laughter, sarcasm, ridicule, the hope in my heart gradually withered and shriveled, until it was buried by the wind, and there was no trace.

Time is gone, time is no longer. This is the sadness of time, which has nothing to do with mood. It is also an era when heroes are getting old and sad in the face of the old steeds.

But all this, in this period of time, was changed by a teenager. For Zifeng, maybe he just did what he should do and let it go. But for Yan Wu and Pei Zhen, it is of great significance.

They are waiting for Zifeng here, not for anything else, but to convey a look of gratitude from the heart. Of course, there is the heat in my heart, hope

"Dinner is ready. Come on, move out all the tables. Today, the teacher cooks and makes your favorite food, Baihua banquet. How about it?" Pei Zhen smiled and went to the kitchen behind the hall. This is the venue for all previous Fuxiu gatherings. It has been reduced again and again. Today, there is only one hall, but this hall is more than enough for the people in front of us.

As soon as they heard of the "hundred flowers banquet", all the girls dispersed in a crowd and directed a few boys to move tables and chairs. Of course, Zifeng was excluded and rested on one side. Another part of the girls collect flowers and leaves to prepare food materials.

There are ten dishes in the "hundred flowers banquet": golden lotus fiber on the street, fairy nishang music, sweet dew in the Tianchi Lake, leisurely travel to the south mountain, the imperial concubine's light dance, peach red and blue waves, fragrance and snow in the plum garden, Fangfei attracting swallows, flowers and flowers, and fish playing with lotus leaves.

The way is exquisite. It is pleasing to the eyes and relaxed and happy. Smell it, the mood is comfortable, and the tongue is full of saliva. When you taste it, the flowers are like delicacies, and the lips and teeth are fragrant. As for its efficacy, it can beautify and maintain youth forever. So how can we not let everyone rush.

Even because of this dish, Fu Xiu has no regrets in Haoran College for three years. Looking at a table of beautiful dishes, Zifeng couldn't get down. He sat there foolishly and swallowed his saliva. Later, Qin Yao saw it. Stand up, "brother Zifeng, you have a taste and eat well." The first time I ate such delicious food, what made Zifeng help her revenge had long been left out of the sky

With Qin Yao's cry, the girls around her also went to Zifeng's plate with fragrant dishes. After a while, the plate was full. Zifeng first tasted it, and then couldn't help it. At the moment of entrance, the strong fragrance melted, slippery and soft. After entering the abdomen, it overflowed around

Zifeng was covered with a faint fragrance of flowers. During this period, Qin Yao sneaked to Zifeng several times to steal Zifeng's dishes. Fortunately, she was not found

The whole hall is shrouded in a happy noise. Although the outside world is full of all kinds of complexity and distortion, as long as there is one place, after closing the door, it will be your world. Isn't that enough?

At this moment, Zifeng really integrated into Fuxiu's family. He no longer only took painting Fuxiu as a means, a way to enter Haoran College for further study. It's his responsibility to become something to wait for in the next life.

In the noisy hall, Zifeng passed through the stream of people and caught a glimpse of Yanwu and PEI in the kitchen. Yanwu carefully removed the fish bones in the "fish playing with lotus leaves" and then sandwiched them to Pei. Pei looked at Yanwu with disdain, but this eye, like a warm pen and ink, splashed warm care when touching the paper.

Zifeng couldn't help thinking of his family thousands of miles away. I don't know what happened to the Wu family in the spring when grass grows and Orioles fly. His mother, Xin'er, Ziyan and all their relatives, their situation

Also, Zifeng unconsciously rubbed the bracelet on his wrist and looked hazy for a moment

This night Zifeng slept very sweet, but when the morning light was slight, he got up early and ran to an unmanned forest to absorb the aura between heaven and earth.

When he settled down, Zifeng recalled the battle in recent days. The talisman became more and more free, and he knew the void sword in the sea. However, these days, Xiaoguang has been depressed since he dropped a drop of blood on the void sword that day, and his words are very few. Zifeng often answers after asking for several times

"Eh?" Xiaoguang in the sea suddenly stood up and nodded in meditation. However, Zifeng was so happy that his steps stopped unconsciously, "Zifeng, 300 meters north, go and have a look! Come on! " At last, Xiaoguang's tone trembled.

There was no nonsense. Seeing Xiaoguang's lively appearance, Zifeng was too happy to run to the North quickly.

However, just after running 200 meters, a wall appeared in front of him. If you move forward, it is where danxiu lives. Although it is gray now, if you are caught inside, what will happen? I'm afraid it won't be good. Besides, danxiu and Fu Xiu only see a bad relationship.

But Zifeng also understood that although Xiaoguang didn't say what he did to the void sword that day, it must be not simple. The spiritual power in the middle of the church can't resist if you want to resist.

Without hesitation, Zifeng jumped into danxiu's place at night. The spirit carefully looked around and moved forward silently. Soon, he came to a medicine garden. Before Zifeng could see it clearly, Xiaoguang desperately urged Zifeng to move forward. At the front of the fence, a colorful herb swayed gently and glittered with intoxicating luster in the dark

"What is this?" Zifeng seems to have seen it in some book.