What a gorgeous, grand banquet it was. The pen and the fun www.biquge.info pavilion are so gorgeous that even if they are described by all the words in the world, they are only splendid, and the gold carvings and jade masonry can be described one or two, and the grandeur is so grand that the gods have also descended here, making the light around this banquet shine. The atmosphere is warm, the planning is staggered, the song is danced, the song is heavenly, and the gods are also overwhelmed. It's just that in this peaceful and auspicious atmosphere, something that shouldn't have appeared, it was four swords, the sword of murderous intent, and then the wrath of the gods, let the thunder resound through the area, and then 。。。。。。

"I'm sorry host, I, I, I。。。。。。 Michelia Lisy opened her heavy eyes in a panic, propped up her weak body with her slender little hands, and looked around blankly for a long time.

"It's a bit like its own temple, it's all neat, but it's a little more worldly and breathy. It doesn't seem to be my own temple, where is it? It seems that the brain has been severely affected by the loss of the Sanctuary, yes, master. Where's the master?" Misheria Liss thought in a daze, suddenly thinking of Tang Meng's safety, she instantly lifted the quilt with her hand, supported her weak body, and then the door was opened.

Tang Meng walked in with breakfast, and the air was filled with the aroma of noodles and shallots. Michelia Lis's blonde hair in front of her was even more dazzling against the sunlight, but it was scattered on Tang Meng's sheets, and her clear turquoise eyes looked at Tang Meng like this. Looking at her slightly pale lips, one can only be gentle.

Tang Meng was stared at embarrassed, so he rarely whispered softly to the demented Michelia Lis: "Michelia Lis." You're still weak, so let's eat noodles first. ”

"The master used to call me Lis. Michelia Liss whispered.

"Okay, let's call you Lis. Tang Meng put the noodles on the desk not far from the bed and responded casually.

"Finally, I heard my master call my name again," Michelia Lis's eyes moistened again, "and it felt like yesterday, and when you think about it, it seems like thousands of years. ”

Although Tang Meng wanted to ask her a lot of things, he saw that she was not very good mentally and physically, so he sat down beside her and said softly: "Don't think so much about it first, let's have breakfast first." ”

"But master, I haven't eaten mortal food for a long time, and I forgot how to eat it. And I won't use this oriental tableware. Liz said with a blank look on her face. What she said is also the truth, angels live in a space with strong aura, do not need food, absorb even a trace of heaven and earth aura, you can meet the angels' day's activity energy. Unless it's the Heavenly Sacrament, which Liz has only been there once in thousands of years.

Tang Meng reluctantly handed the chopsticks to Lisi's little hand and began to develop time, uh no, it's the children's teaching time. Finally, Lisi picked up a few noodles with her chopsticks and put them in her mouth. After a long period of cooling, the noodles no longer emit hot air, but they are just right to eat. Thanks to Tang Meng's mother who often taught Tang Meng cooking, Tang Meng also learned his skills vigorously.

"It's delicious, master, it's the best food I've ever tasted. Michelia Lisy said with a happy face. At the same time, he took the tissue handed over by Tang Meng and wiped his mouth elegantly.

"Well, it's just a normal human breakfast, not that exaggerated. Tang Meng said embarrassedly.

"But this is what the master did. After saying that, Michelia Lisy straightened her waist hard, and said with a solemn face, as if it was a big deal, "Don't worry, master, when I recover my body, I will study hard and cook for you every day!"

Tang Meng was silent for a while, and then said slowly: "I have a lot of questions hovering in my mind, I want to ask you, but you still seem to be very weak. You can lie down and rest first, and I'll ask you when I get back from school. ”

After saying that, Tang Meng cleaned up and went out, looking at the door and gently closing it, Michelia Liss also lay down, this time the injury was really serious, she had to use the thin aura of the Nether to recover herself.

I saw her covering her little head with a cover, but her expression was a little strange, her face was flushed, she took a deep breath, and then muttered, "Ah, my head is so dizzy." I feel like I can't remember a lot of things, but the host is still as gentle as ever. Is this the owner's room? I feel like there's a lot of the owner's breath. "It's been a long time, Liz has a good dream that hasn't been seen in thousands of years.

Well, the author feels that something will happen if he writes any further. Let's turn the camera to our protagonist. Tang Meng walked on the way to school with an expressionless face, but his heart was like a mess. His head was running at high speed, trying to make sense of yesterday's huge amount of information.

"First of all, should I have an extraordinary past life, like the fate of the protagonists in the novel? Am I going to awaken, as they say, just to awaken the memories of my past life, or am I no longer me? and secondly, if Liz were my servant, she must have a close relationship with Michelia Cecia. And what about the betrayal that Lisi said? Finally, the most serious thing is that it seems that I had a lot of enemies in my previous life, and there seem to be enemies in the Western Heavenly Realm and the Eastern Immortal Realm?"

Thinking about it, Tang Mengtou began to hurt again, and before he knew it, he had arrived at the school gate. The school's iron-mesh sliding door was slowly closing, making a "click" sound, and Tang Meng hurriedly walked in. But I saw a familiar figure in school uniform in front of me, so beautiful. Like a literary painting, the wind accompanied by the rustle of leaves, raising a little skirt of her skirt.

"What a coincidence, classmate Tang Meng. Like a hint from the breeze, she turned her head and smiled with a hint of the rising sun. "Oh, no, it's Tang Meng. ”

"Well, morning, Zhang Wenwen. It's almost late, though. Go a little faster. Tang Meng still said to Zhang Wenwen lightly, and the complicated things in his eyes were also hidden. Hurry up to keep up with Zhang Wenwen and walk side by side in the windswept campus morning.

The class bell is approaching, but there are many people around Tang Meng. But they all came to see Zhang Wenwen, and most of them were boys. Zhang Wenwen decently perfunctory the boy's greetings and warmth, but it made the boy feel like a spring breeze. Tang Meng was not embarrassed by the side, and continued to think about his own affairs. For a long time, no teacher came. So the boys seized the opportunity to chat with Zhang Wenwen.

After the class bell rang for a long time, Tang Meng suddenly thought that Michael was driven away yesterday, so the position of the head teacher should not be taken so quickly. I only heard that Zhang Wenwen stood up and weakly asked everyone to return to their positions for self-study, but it was very effective. Even some of the students, who were usually unruly, returned to their seats and quietly read comic books, and the classroom began to be quiet again

"Tang Meng, I didn't come because I had some things at home these days. Zhang Wenwen whispered to Tang Meng.

Tang Meng was a little embarrassed, patronizing his own business, and asked Zhang Wenwen to take the initiative to talk to him. Tang Meng said, "Well, is something wrong?"

"It's not a big deal, just a little cold. After Zhang Wenwen finished speaking, she covered her mouth with her hand and coughed lightly.

"Well, then you have to take care of your body. Tang Meng said in a slightly soft tone.

Zhang Wenwen nodded, the two of them were speechless, and began to write the epic homework series unique to Huaxia Kingdom, which is known as never ending.

At this time, the teaching director walked in, he was a single old man in his forties, although he looked like a mature man, but he was very lustful, often staring at the skirt of a female student, and his classmates privately named him "Skirt Demon". He swept the classroom and found that there was no teacher, so he asked the class leader Zhang Wenwen to understand the situation, but a pair of thief eyes were very strange and did not dare to look at it. After talking a few words, Zhang Wenwen went back to her seat, said a word about everyone's self-study, and walked quickly. So the class time began to pass, and before I knew it, I was about to end school. Most students will not feel the passage of time, however, watching chess is rotten and I don't know, how long will it take?

In the third year of high school, I always feel that it is not enough, in contrast to the excitement when I first entered high school, the laughter and tears of those youth, the passing will eventually pass, maybe only the memories wrap them, the school bell rings again as promised, and the teacher regrets that the class is not enough. The boys cheered for their friends, or cautiously led the girl with autumn water in their eyes to leave.

The geography teacher in his sixties sighed to Tang Meng and Zhang Wenwen while packing up the lesson plan: "Every time I finish class, you are basically still learning, you are all self-motivated, there is fate, and you are still at the same table." If it weren't for the fact that the school didn't allow you to fall in love, you would be a good fit. ”

Before Tang Meng could speak, Zhang Wenwen's whole face turned red, and she stammered: "Old, old, what are you talking about, teacher, we are just classmates." After speaking, he quietly glanced at Tang Meng.

"The teacher is joking, don't be angry, Xiao Wenwen. "After all, she is an old qualification, and she can talk to Zhang Wenwen, a girl who is the first in geography, so she privately calls Zhang Wenwen to be Xiao Wenwen. However, the geography teacher glanced at Tang Meng apologetically, "It seems that it is falling flowers and flowing water." ”

"This is trying to match me and Zhang Wenwen. Tang Meng thoughtless while pretending to bury himself in his homework, "We have only recently started to get ripe, and there will be falling flowers and flowing water unintentionally." ”

"Teacher, don't talk about it. Zhang Wenwen buried her head even more. "It's not what you think. ”

"Okay, well, I don't understand the affairs of you young people, this old man. Tang Meng, work hard. Then he walked away with the lesson plan. I don't know if I want Tang Meng to study hard or soak Zhang Wenwen well. Tang Meng frowned, but did not speak.

"Then I'm gone. Tang Meng finished writing the last bit of class work and said hello to Zhang Wenwen, walked to the door and prepared to leave.

"My birthday party is next week, can I come?" Zhang Wenwen snorted softly, asking Tang Meng, who was overdressed.

"I promised that I would go. After Tang Meng finished speaking, he turned around, leaving Zhang Wenwen with a thin back.

Tang Meng had already returned to his heart like an arrow, and hurried home. The surrounding classmates saw Tang Meng's cold expression coming over, and unconsciously got out of the way, especially the girls. Tang Meng is very strange, he always feels that all along, some girls have been very resentful of themselves?