Darkness of night envelops the small house.

Han Dong stood in the middle of the neat and clean rooftop with his hands behind his back, his heart fluctuated, and he couldn't help but look at the bright moon like water and silk.

The moon is semicircular, like a silver hook.

"It's hard to stay alive. ”

"The ancients couldn't do it, and the people of today can't do it, but that doesn't mean there is no hope!" Han Dong's clear gaze swept across the sky and stars.

There is no need to imitate the past.

Why should you look at others in your own body?

Han Dong's black and white eyes were faintly glowing, until this moment, after a year and a half of tempering and growth, he became more and more clear about his life path.

"I don't compare myself to others, I'm just me. ”

"In my dictionary of life, nothing is impossible. ”

Suddenly, it was like a big realization.

This is the establishment of firm confidence, this is their own affirmation and appreciation of themselves, this is the determination and courage to face the fate of life, as if a single person dares to enter the tiger's den in Longtan, as if only one palm dares to turn the sky over.

Imagine.

If a person doesn't even believe in himself, who can believe him?

There are memories of his previous life, gray air currents, and Ning Moli providing a lot of martial arts resources, these things make Han Dong always unable to recognize himself, always thinking that he is lucky, and he is unwilling to claim to be arrogant.

And now.

Han Dong knew it in his heart, an unknown wave of emotion flowed in his mind, his inspiration changed, and his thinking consciousness became more straightforward, like the Milky Way above the nine heavens, washing his heart.

"Hmm. ”

"If I don't know what to expect, my inspiration should be infused with volitional beliefs. And it is the mad state that causes all this, shattering inspiration, breaking and then standing. He closed his eyes slightly, and there was a taste of seeing the moon through the clouds.

In the world of martial arts, epiphany is extremely rare.

At least in the three realms of martial arts, if you want to progress, you must move forward step by step, climb little by little, how can there be a ridiculous truth that you will become a strong person at dawn.

Momentary enlightenment is just a spiritual realization!

Subjective emotions can't affect objective facts!

"But I'm different. ”

"Yes, that's right, my inspiration goes beyond the nouns of inspiration in the martial arts world. Even the inspiration of the title Three-Step Martial Sect Realm can only be sensed around and slightly suppressed—but now, my inspiration has a tendency to materialize. ”

The current inspiration alone is particularly terrifying.

If it can really be substantiated, it must be terrifying.

"Still. ”

"Materialization is similar to sublimation, equivalent to qualitative change on top of quantitative change, which is still far away, and I have to collect the gray air flow as soon as possible. Han Dong's eyes widened.

Click!

The air makes a crisp sound, as if the eyes are photogenic.

This is the manifestation of inspiration to a certain extent, symbolizing the peak of inspiration under the Dharma realm. Even if it is the top ten of the title sequence, I am afraid that it is nothing more than that.

"It's just a bright sight. ”

In recent days, he has harvested an unknown amount of gray air currents in Zijin Mountain, which has strengthened thousands of times, so he has today's strong inspiration.

Because of this, he muttered secretly: "The gray and white air currents of the ancient battlefield of Zijin Mountain have all been integrated into my body, maybe I should look for the next ancient battlefield, or a place similar to the ancient battlefield." ”

The source of the gray air current, Han Dong does not know for the time being.

But as he grew up, he gradually came to a preliminary conclusion - the conditions for the existence of gray air currents are never years.

Notice.

Antique artifacts have gray airflow, which is just wishful thinking on his part...... What really determines the existence of gray air currents is the number and quality of changes in fate.

"This trip to the imperial capital is just to see the Great Wall. ”

"Maybe ordinary people don't know that the Great Wall is famous in the martial arts world, this is the most successful fortification of the ancient Chinese kingdom used to resist demons and monsters, and there is no one, it must contain a large amount of gray and white air currents. ”

Thinking of this, Han Dong's eyes flashed.

While pondering, he spread out his jade-like palm and squeezed it gently, as if he had controlled the air within a radius of 100 meters—the night wind was no more, and the air flow was no more.

"Can surgery and surgery be combined?"

"What would be the state if the wind flow was three thousand and merged with the violent rainfall? ”

With the flow of internal forces, the air within a radius of 100 meters adds a huge amount of humidity, describing miniature dark clouds, and above them, there is a small whirlwind.

Under the night, on the rooftop, the mysterious scene is manifested.

The internal forces are turbulent, the wind is spinning, and the dark clouds are churning.

Prosperous!

But in an instant, there was a loud noise in the sky, and these wonders dissipated. Han Dong didn't look into it further, turned to look at the wooden door on the rooftop, and about half a minute later, Zhang Hao, who was rubbing his beautiful eyes, appeared.

"How did you wake up. Han Dong said warmly.

He gently hugged the girl's willow waist and used his internal force to dispel the coolness around him. By the way, the heat is transferred by body temperature.

"Uh-huh. ”

Zhang Hao nodded his little head, his eyes were half-squinted, he had just slept and his face was tender and silky, like an egg peeled off the shell after cooking, tender and tender, and his skin was excellent.

The beautiful flowers like pictures made Han Dong stunned with admiration, and he couldn't move his eyes at all.

Although the ancients had a saying, there is a shih hat in the eyes of a lover.

But Han Dong always felt that even if the ancient Xi Shi was really resurrected, I am afraid that it would not be comparable to Zhang Hao. Thinking that such a beautiful girl turned out to be his girlfriend, and she was also the person who met again in her past life and this life, she suddenly gave birth to a sense of happiness that filled her heart.

"Hey, so sleepy, you're still up. ”

Han Dong unconsciously sketched a smile, gently stretched out his right palm, and helped his girlfriend pull up the black hair that fell on his ears.

"Uh-huh. ”

Zhang Hao hasn't woken up yet.

Sleepiness swept through her mind, she yawned, her white little hands covered her mouth, and her baby-like delicate demeanor almost ignited Han Dong's happiness and made her eyes turn hot.

"Hmph, seeing you're not in the bedroom, I, I'm a little worried......" Zhang opened his mouth in a daze, and when he felt Han Dong's fiery gaze, his voice gradually weakened, and he snorted weakly, gently leaning on Han Dong's shoulder.

"By the way, what time is it?" she asked.

"It's early, just twelve o'clock. Han Dong replied softly. With the physical fitness of the Median Martial Sect Realm, only a short rest of one hour a day is enough.

Merely.

Not long after he advanced to the Martial Sect Realm, he had not yet adapted to the normal lifestyle of the Martial Sect Realm, and sleeping every day was essential.

"It's still early, really, hurry up and go back to sleep with me. Zhang Hao tugged at Han Dong's short-sleeved cuffs and said coquettishly: "You're not here, I'm a little scared to sleep by myself." ”

Han Dong's eyes burned even more.

The girl is rarely coquettish, and with the sleepy little face, it almost makes the emotions in her heart boil like a flame. He followed Zhang Hao back to the living room, gently hugged the fragrant shoulder, kissed it, and finally leaned into the girl's pink lips.

"Hey. ”

"Go to sleep, woo~"

Zhang Hao seemed to be coquettish, a little unsteady, and hooked Han Dong's neck sleepily. If it weren't for Han Dong's gentle arms to protect her back, she was afraid that she would fall to the ground.

First a gentle lip kiss, then a fiery one.

Due to sleepiness, the girl's delicate body was soft up and down, and so was the fragrant tongue, as if it contained a hint of sweetness, and Han Dong couldn't bear to part with it.

It took a while.

Zhang Hao muttered: "Sleep." ”

"Okay. Han Dong was overjoyed, of course he couldn't lose the watermelon and pick up the sesame seeds, where did he care about the practice of painting the stump, hugged the girl horizontally, and gently walked into the fragrant bedroom, first put Zhang Hao on the bed and covered the quilt.

And then.

He was about to burrow into the covers.

Zhang Hao tilted his little head, his eyes were misty and innocent: "Why don't you sleep yet." ”

"Huh?"

Han Dong was puzzled.

"Hurry up and go back to bed, I'm going to sleep, I really don't care about you." Zhang Hao waved his arm like congealed fat, pulled the quilt twice, and buried his face deep like waterfall hair.

Whew, whew.

Within two or three seconds, the girl was asleep.

“？？？”

“.........”

“———”

Standing next to the bed, in the bedroom belonging to Zhang Hao, Han Dong was in an extremely complicated mood, and his face was extremely exciting, so he had to silently put on the denim pants that had been unbuttoned, and left the sad place without tears.

I'm \(≧▽≦)/ so excited

It turned out to be an empty joy

No way.

The current progress of the two has not yet reached the point of sharing a bed...... Although Han Dong swore that he would not do anything, he would lie down honestly.

——

A software called Weibo.

In the early hours of the morning, a message quietly became a hot search: 300 million donated to the dementia women's disease group only got 2 million.

The dementia woman's illness was one of the hot news last month.

What celebrity advertisements, what product releases, all of them are not as hot as the current affairs of dementia women, as if overnight, young women with dementia appeared in all provinces of China, and the vast majority of women are still pregnant.

Just one day!

A sensation on the whole network!

In less than a week, a total of 300 million donations were raised, which was finally gathered within a certain word organization and evenly distributed among the provinces.

Time passes, and the hot spots subside.

Any current event has an upper limit of duration, and it is impossible to exist forever, plus these women basically don't have too many photos and videos to circulate, and after the popularity dissipates, there are few people who pay attention.

Ordinary people, of course, don't know.

This is the Dawn Operation initiated by Gaishi Han Dong, in the face of these sinister - the killing is painful and dripping, killing thousands of miles, and killing the world.

Stand!

This is the way for the younger generation!

The martial arts world is above the real world, but it prohibits behaviors similar to the breeding trade, once discovered, a thorough investigation will be opened immediately, and Han Dong, the Dawner, will not hesitate to kill again!

But here's the thing.

Killings kill problems at most, but they don't solve the aftermath of problems.

For example, the local government is responsible for the placement of these women in the support area, and the money required is Han Dong's WeChat group chat called 'Thousands of Troops and Horses Are Idle', contributing 70 billion Chinese dollars, as well as the government's financial fund, and social donations are actually only a small part.

Because.

There are too many breeding areas, and the number of statistics is as high as 300,000, which is a shocking number!

But.

This small part, something went wrong.

Of the 300 million donations, only 2 million were spent on helping women with dementia, and the rest of the money was spent without knowing where the money went.

"What's going on?"

"Where did the Chinese coins we donated go? Forget it, it is estimated that it will still be gone. And it's been more than half a month, the heat has dissipated, and if it is exposed again, I'm afraid it's pointless. ”

"That's not going to work. ”

"We have the right to know the details of how the money is spent, and we have to make it public. ”

On Weibo, a heated discussion began.

But in the early hours of the morning, not many people participated in the discussion. When the sun rose, this news that quietly became a hot search disappeared silently.

......

The morning continues and life goes on as usual.

This hot search did not appear again.

Han Dong has never used Weibo, he concentrates on practicing martial arts, and he doesn't have the heart to pay attention to the hot searches on Weibo that are full of scandals, and he hasn't created an account at all, of course he doesn't know.

And on the second day.

Ling Qianyun clicked into the group chat, looked at Han Dong's avatar with a little hesitation, and finally chose Jiang Fengxuan and sent a WeChat message: "Hey, you know no, there is something wrong with the money donated by the society." ”

"Oh. ”

After half a minute, Jiang Fengxuan replied lightly.

"What kind of attitude do you have, don't you have a little anger, where is human nature!" Ling Qianyun was a little angry.

Jiang Fengxuan said helplessly: "Actually, I have already asked if the details of the donation can be made public." ”

Ling Qianyun asked, "Even if you have a conscience, how did they reply to you?" ”

Jiang Fengxuan continued to be helpless: "They told me that I couldn't make it public. ”

Ling Qianyun continued to ask: "Then you just ignore it? No conscience, too no conscience." ”

"Well, what can I do. Jiang Fengxuan posted a selfie photo of a lonely life with long silver hair and a cigarette in his mouth, as a must-have picture for chatting: "I had to recover the money in my own way, and by the way, I expanded the amount, which was about five or six times the original." ”

？？？

Ling Qianyun looked dazed, her little hand shook, and the message was sent: "Your own way?"

"I'm a person who is too anxious, and I basically cut through the mess quickly in everything. Jiang Fengxuan replied lonely.

Ling Qianyun understood, and smacked her tongue secretly.

In fact, Han Dong is relatively tolerant.

The heart is indifferent and ethereal, like a gentle jade gentleman, and he has a bottom line and principles in doing things, and dares to take responsibility and dare to bear, which is an important reason why Han Dong has become the first person recognized by the younger generation.

In a nutshell.

If it is about killing, I am afraid that Jiang Fengxuan is the > Ling Qianyun finally asked, "The amount has been expanded?"

"Well, Han Dong once said that killing is not the solution to the problem. So I kindly collected their money to help them fulfill their desire to contribute to society. Jiang Fengxuan sent another chat must-have picture of who can compete on the high mountain and look at the sky with his hands on his back.