Feng Qianyang was already lying under the covers before Liu Sen and Deng Qiang woke up, thinking about the details of this mission. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He had a hunch that the thin man who appeared at the end would definitely meet him again in the future, maybe it would be a battle of life and death. His kung fu of breaking the door with one palm, he is not sure that he can do it. The quality of the door of the five-star hotel should not be much worse, so it was blasted open by him with a palm, which really shocked Feng Qianyang.

That Mr. Lai spent a lot of money to hire such a master, but he used it in the wrong place, and it was his biggest mistake to only use him to guard the goal. Even the strongest fortress is usually breached from within.

Feng Qianyang thought about whether he should celebrate his good luck, or should he feel that his skills have improved.

In case one day he meets that thin man in a Tang suit, he may not be his opponent, and he will not be able to take on such a difficult task in the near future. Feng Qianyang felt that he urgently needed a period of time to concentrate on cultivating the exercises and digest the insights of this year. The longer you stay in this world, the greater the impact on your path to enlightenment, and the better or worse it depends only on a thought, and how to perceive is the fastest way to improve.

There are many masters in the world who are better than themselves, and if you want to continue to live, in addition to relying on the Shadow Organization, you also need to constantly strengthen your ability to make yourself invincible in every battle. The Assassin is a property that can be discarded at any time for the Order, and when you feel that you are worthless, you can choose to quit and die alone, or die under the revenge of your enemies.

Feng Qianyang thought of this, and realized more and more the good intentions of the master and his old man, sending him down the mountain is a very far-reaching strategy, and only by breaking away from the film organization can he become a real assassin, unrestrained, coming and going like the wind. The premise is that the Assassin must have a benevolent heart that distinguishes between right and wrong, has the world in mind, and has the responsibility of proving the way of heaven.

This is the way to cultivate the mind, to make one's heart extremely strong, to be able to tolerate the common people in the world, and to save living beings from suffering with the power of one person. The process here is extremely difficult, and being able to persevere until the end is the way to prove heaven.

Feng Qianyang felt that he should understand some of the meaning of cultivating the mind, and the master was far-sighted, perhaps he had already attained the Tao, transcending the outside world, and being out of the world.

The alarm clock in the morning rang on time, and I had to get up again to go to class. The sun shines into the bedroom, indicating that it is another day of idleness.

Feng Qianyang tried his best not to think about yesterday's strong opponent, sooner or later he would meet but not today, he still had room to grow, as long as he had time, it would not be a problem. You have to think of ways as soon as possible and how to improve your kung fu quickly.

Liu Sen was still the one with the fastest movements, and he entered the game impatiently after a hasty wash. I've been here for so long, I haven't seen him take a few classes, and every exam is a small second cheating, which can pass the passing line. Everyone knows what 60 points means, it's just that the teacher can't bear to give the student a favor for retaking the course.

Deng Qiang was the last to get up, and he never got up until the last moment. I brushed my teeth in a hurry, picked up my schoolbag without washing my face, and walked out, catching up with Feng Qianyang.

"The weather is so nice today", Deng Qiang said, it seems that he is not a guy who is good at words.

"Well, it's summer vacation soon, what are you going to do?" Feng Qianyang asked.

"I'm going to read dozens of novels!" Deng Qiang's answer left Feng Qianyang speechless.

"Well, is the novel that good?" Feng Qianyang asked.

"Of course, the world of fiction is not understood by ordinary people, there are all kinds of martial arts, there are all kinds of cultivation methods, and there are all kinds of ghosts, which makes people excited to think about it." Deng Qiang's eyes have been hundreds of degrees myopia, and he must be blind if he continues to look like this. But as soon as he saw the novel, his eyes would glow with a strange brilliance, and he could lie in bed for a day and a night without resting without eating or drinking. What a man of God.

Feng Qianyang said that it was difficult to understand the big man's thoughts, "Don't you want to go out for a walk?" There are also some attractions nearby, which I heard is quite good. ”

"Really? Do you have any good suggestions? Let's take Liu Sen with us. Deng Qiang didn't refuse, it seems that he is not a reader who is about to become an immortal, and he still needs to breathe in some vulgarity.

"Yes, I heard that Wutong Mountain is good, you can go and play before you go home." Feng Qianyang suggested, the big man didn't expect that he usually didn't talk much and had a different side, it seems that everyone still hasn't had enough contact with each other, and they just lack understanding of each other. It's been almost a year since I entered school, and the three of them haven't gotten together very much, so it's ridiculous to think about it, and everyone must get together at a table to have a good time to rub together.

Liu Sen nested in the dormitory all day long to play games, the whole person lost weight, and ate instant noodle box lunches every day, so he would finish playing sooner or later. Deng Qiang thought that he had to save him this time. The virtual world can only bring temporary pleasure, and can not continue to sink, and suddenly he thought that he often reads novels until midnight, obsessing with various plots in it, as if he is a hero of martial arts, or a cultivator with boundless power, sitting on countless beauties, singing every night, so happy. When he thought of this, he seemed to have an epiphany.

We are in our youth, and there are infinite possibilities in the future, and we can't waste our good years on this nothing, and the most important thing is to learn the true ability to eat. Deng Qiang thought about it and felt that Feng Qianyang, this kid really had a set, and in just a few words, he suddenly relieved himself.

Feng Qianyang also understands that the road for big men is still long, and he is really sorry for the 12 years of hard work if he doesn't learn some real skills under such good conditions in college.

Feng Qianyang had the illusion that as an assassin, he was actually a master of transcending the world, including the body and soul.

He crossed the wicked magnates and began to transform the lost lambs.

Think about it, it's funny, when did I still work part-time as a priest. Feng Qianyang thought to himself, his fate is still in the hands of others, and what power does he have to control the fate of others.

He looked at the crowd passing by, there were couples in pairs, a trio of brothers discussing the game loudly, and sisters laughing together. Like a passerby, I walked into other people's lives, but I couldn't understand where their smiles came from and who their tears were for.

The flying youth on the campus, the hormones that have nowhere to be released, stirring the smiles on the faces of the students.

The morning sun is full of energy, and everything is still so beautiful.

No one tells them that behind the sun is darkness, and that the superficial brilliance often hides a cracked wound. A thinker has said before that this is a cannibalistic world. The campus is an infant that protects these students who have not yet grown up from external aggression, and once they step into society, it is a different situation. This is what Master often calls a terrible society where there is no blood in killing. The closest people around you may stab you when you are unsuspecting, but behind the smiling face is the butcher's sneer.