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Li Xingyun, who said goodbye to his classmates, carried Jiang Manlou, who was sleeping like a mountain and full of nonsense, and climbed along the mountain road against the stars in the sky.

He never imagined that his cultivation in the upper realm of the Wonderful Dao would not be able to bear the weight of Jiang Manlou after getting drunk! After knowing Jiang Manlou for a year, he suddenly regretted his decision to go down the mountain this time!

He has seen Jiang Manlou in too many moods and states, whether he is high-spirited or crazy, but he didn't expect that he still can't see through this drunkard on his back!

This drunkard, who is known as the world's No. 1 family, actually likes to bite people!

He carried Jiang Manlou on his back and returned to the mountain in this quiet night.

In this early autumn night, in this quiet mountain, under the stars in this sky, in this cool autumn breeze, no matter who seems to it, it should be a warm picture of harmony and love, but this guy on his back likes to bite!

Jiang Manlou was actually biting his hair!

Li Xingyun felt disgusting!

He suddenly missed the days when his ten sons were together! At least the person who carried the drunkard back to the mountain on his back would not be him!

......

Li Xingyun is still more affectionate and righteous.

Although I felt sick along the way, I couldn't resist not throwing the guy on my back who likes to bite people's hair after being drunk when I passed by the cliff.

He carried Jiang Manlou back to Bodhi Academy.

The time has passed, but there are still many students in the college who have never slept.

He passed by the Liuzimen in the outer courtyard and saw that there were about seven or eight Liuzimen students gathered in a small pavilion surrounded by flowers.

"Do you already have a plan?"

After thinking about it for a long time, we decided to take a break from school and return to our hometown. ”

"I can understand the determination of the senior brothers. The battle between Xingyun Prefecture and the Great Yan Empire has lasted for nearly a month, and it is said that Yan Nanfei, the ninth prince of the Great Yan Empire, personally put on armor and went into battle.

"You mean Yan Nanfei, is it the senior brother of the inner courtyard in the academy who is called the Rose Sword?"

"It's really him! Rose Sword Yan Nanfei is Yan Nanfei, the Ninth Emperor of the Great Yan Empire! And this Senior Brother Yan, who has taken a leave of absence, is afraid that he will take over the throne of the Emperor of the Great Yan Empire in the future!"

"Then when the senior brothers return to their hometown, aren't they going to oppose Senior Brother Yan?"

Although the friendship of classmates in the academy is precious, there is still no need to choose between the importance and the importance in front of the family and the country. ”

"If Xingyun Prefecture doesn't exist in the world, where will there be students like us. ”

"Yes, the Great Yan Empire is vast enough to stand side by side with the Seven States Domain, and the Nebula State is only one of the Seven States Domain, if there is really a war, it will still be difficult to resist the sweep of the Great Yan Empire's iron cavalry after all!"

"Alas, I just hope that before I return, Luoqiu Pass will not be lost!"

“......”

Li Xingyun carried the drunken Jiang Manlou on his back and passed by the small pavilion under the starry night. The conversation and melancholy in the pavilion were all in my ears.

His mood began to be a little heavy! It was as heavy as carrying Jiang Manlou, who was drunk and unconscious!

Luoqiu Pass is his hometown!

He is from Xingyun Prefecture! He comes from an unknown village in Luoqiu Pass. When he left his hometown a year ago, he taught him to give this nameless village a name, and later mentioned it among his classmates in the academy so that he could use that name instead of his hometown. So that day, before boarding the carriage, he gave the village a name.

He lived in Luoqiu Pass, so he named the village Luoqiu Village.

Li Xingyun, whose mood became heavy, involuntarily became heavy.

A group of students in the outer courtyard saw the figure of the drunken ghost Jiang Manlou on his back.

They quieted down, and then greeted Li Xingyun with great respect: "Senior Brother Li!"

Li Xingyun is a Liuzimen person, and he is a Liuzimen person who occupies the seventeen Spiegel Terraces in the inner courtyard.

Although he doesn't like to be in the limelight, he can occupy the top three mirrors in the inner courtyard as a newcomer and enter the ranking of the Dixuan List, so naturally he will not really be nameless.

On the contrary, in the outer courtyard of the academy, his fame is very loud.

It can be said that the protégé of the outer courtyard of the academy is unknown, and no one knows the name of Li Xingyun, the genius of the academy who has broken through the immaculate, entered, chonghui, and the four realms of the wonderful path in one day!

Therefore, he can afford to be worshiped by all the students of the Liuzimen in the outer courtyard of the academy and this sentence of Senior Brother Li.

Although it was a little difficult for Li Xingyun to carry Jiang Manlou on his back, he still insisted on returning the salute.

Then he walked away in silence.

Walk to the inner courtyard Spiegel Terrace!

After sending Jiang Manlou back to the chic small courtyard, Li Xingyun returned to his Spiegel Terrace courtyard.

It was late, but he still hadn't slept.

He took the lamp and took out from the bookshelf a few books on the cultivation of the higher realms that had been borrowed from the library some time ago, as well as a small stack of blank thread-bound books.

He grinded the ink. He picked up the first book, opened the first page, then picked up his pen and hand-copied the rest of the book that he had not seen......

He stayed up all night! And then he stayed up the next morning to finally finish transcribing these books on the realm of cultivation!

He washed his face, changed into clothes that he didn't usually wear in the academy, and returned the borrowed books back to the library.

After returning to the second Spiegel courtyard in the inner courtyard, he carefully cleaned up the room and courtyard.

Before you know it, it's dusk!

The second Spiegel in the inner courtyard is a little empty!

Because Li Xingyun had already carried a burden, left a letter and left!

He wanted to leave silently like this, but he still ran into someone on the way down the mountain.

Jiang Manlou is waiting for him!

It seems to have been waiting for him all along!

"Are you really leaving?" Jiang Manlou, who was leaning against the tree with his arms in his arms, smiled, his face was red, as if the strength of last night's wine had not subsided.

Li Xingyun was slightly stunned for a moment, and then grinned: "I'm really leaving!"

Li Xingyun didn't stop, he was afraid that the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't leave.

So he didn't want anything.

Because he knows that the most vulnerable people are often the strongest when they are the emptyest!

He passed by Jiang Manlou's side.

Jiang Manlou just looked at him, looking at Li Xingyun's back as he descended the mountain at dusk alone.

He scolded in his heart: "What a conscienceless fellow!"

Li Xingyun seemed to hear this scolding.

He turned his head and said with a smile, "So you were pretending to be drunk all the time last night!"

......

Jiang Manlou looked at the back that was gradually drifting away, and finally couldn't help the agitation in his heart, he shouted indiscriminately: "You guy, are you planning to return to Xingyun Prefecture to serve in the army?"

"Just because you, a powerless scholar, still want to go to war?"

"Have you ever killed someone?"

"Have you ever seen a real battlefield?"

"Do you know what real death is?"

"Have you ever smelled a river of blood?"

"You don't know whether to live or die, you're going to die!"

"Will I ever see you again?"

The reluctance finally broke through the flood embankment in his heart, and Jiang Manlou watched his comrades leave at dusk......

(PS: Finally found the feeling again, this chapter writes myself crying!...... ）