That night, Feng Qianyang was busy in front of the computer for a long time. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info believes that the next day will be more exciting, and this clarification post written by himself will definitely reverse the situation and give Chen Luer justice.

On the way to class the next day, Feng Qianyang heard all the rumors about the turmoil.

"Do you know, the person who posted it turned out to be Chen Luer's roommate, jealous of the many suitors of others, and actually came up with such a bad move."

"Yes, yes, it's really disgusting, I was raised by an old man, not to mention, and I always looked down on other classmates. Now that the man who raised her is dead, she is going to find the next one, and she doesn't know which man will take the bait. ”

"There's something even more exciting, you look at her chat records with others, this is an obvious request for support, and the price is clearly marked."

Feng Qianyang and the big man walked all the way to the classroom and heard this kind of discussion, and they were slightly relieved. I hope Chen Luer can cheer up, people are terrible, this sentence is not false at all. The rumor is a knife that kills people without seeing blood, and in the world where the master said there is no blood, Feng Qianyang saw a terrible weapon again.

The two posts on the campus BBS are still hot, but the protagonist of this verbal criticism is Sun Yun, who is about to be drowned by everyone's spit. It can really be said that you can't live by doing your own evil, Feng Qianyang thought, you warn me a foot, I will pay you back, martial arts I am a strong bully, Wendou can still make you never turn over.

Sun Yun felt like she had fallen from heaven to hell in the past two days, and there were many people who supported her in the first two days, but now they were pointing the finger at her, so that she didn't even dare to go out of the bedroom door. She hadn't had money to spend in a while since the beast headmaster had been killed. She is used to spending money lavishly, she can't stand the days without money at all, she originally wanted to make Chen Luer's reputation angry, but she didn't expect to put herself in.

In the end, the situation became bigger and bigger, and the school directly intervened to ask the moderators to delete the two posts, prohibiting such posts that insult the school atmosphere in the future, in order to set an example.

The turmoil gradually subsided, Chen Luer also returned to normal, Feng Qianyang could see her figure when she sat in the back and listened to the lecture several times, she was still so beautiful and elegant. She looked back several times and saw Feng Qianyang, and smiled at him, she knew that in her most difficult time, it was this boy who helped her, and the situation reversed so quickly, and she didn't know how he did it.

Sun Yun finally took the initiative to drop out of school, she had a very poor relationship in school, basically had no friends, and left quietly, so that everyone didn't pay much attention to it, and gradually forgot about the existence of this person.

After class, the class leader announced that the class team building activity would be held tomorrow, and the crowd cheered, and it was a good time to show their talents. Feng Qianyang thought that he was not very familiar with the few songs he had practiced before, so he had to hurry up and correct them, put on headphones and started listening to the songs, and hummed along silently.

After Feng Qianyang passed the turmoil of the school flower being dug up at the foot of the wall, his reputation in the school gradually rose, and then the matter subsided, and the popularity slowly declined. He had wanted to keep a low profile at school and not want to attract attention. Fortunately, the popularity on the Internet is also going quickly, and now there are not too many people who remember the name Feng Qianyang, but the school flower Chen Luer is becoming more and more famous.

I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse, Feng Qianyang thought.

It's time to relax, Feng Qianyang continued to practice singing, and unconsciously immersed himself in the melody of the song. The noise of the surrounding classmates is filled with the youthful atmosphere of the university campus, and the teacher looks helplessly at the students who are crazy next week from the podium, and the class bell has been ringing for a long time. Feng Qianyang wore headphones and didn't hear it, and the other students selectively ignored it. Only at this moment did they feel as if they were back in the days of high school, recess was a crazy opportunity to be seized, and class was the beginning of a nightmare.

Feng Qianyang suddenly remembered that he hadn't practiced for a while, and he had been busy dealing with troubles against himself recently. After class, he came to the back mountain, found a dense forest, inspected that there were no pedestrians around, and began to sit on the stone to meditate, like an old monk in meditation, he closed his eyes and stirred up the air flow around him, and for a time the wind whistling in the woods was endless.

The leaves are whizzing down, and they are actually smashing small holes in the ground! The dirt splashed like bullets hitting the ground, and in an instant, there was no flat place around Feng Qianyang, and the surrounding stones were all smashed into pieces. Master said before that when used to the extreme, he can have the ability to move mountains and reclaim the sea, but at present, he can only rely on his strength to reach the level of picking leaves and flying flowers as a secret weapon, and there is still a long way to go from the legendary realm, and I don't know if I can achieve it in my lifetime.

If you don't look closely, you can't find that Feng Qianyang is actually suspended on the stone, and the energy is released to hold up his whole body, which lasts for nearly an hour before gradually falling, Feng Qianyang opened his eyes, and his body was indescribably happy. Every practice can be a lot of gains, compared to the previous small stone house in Kunlun Mountain, the cultivation in the earthly world is more difficult, and it takes a huge effort to refine further.

The more Feng Qianyang practiced, the more fun he became, and the air currents running everywhere in the woods almost swept the leaves on the ground clean. If you look at this small hillside from a few miles away, you can clearly see that the trees are shaking in one of the places, and the air currents have washed into the sky, carrying the leaves and debris on the ground to form a visible tornado, constantly rotating rapidly and growing, and many passers-by have picked up their mobile phones to take pictures of this bizarre scene.

In the blink of an eye, it was already dark, and before I knew it, I practiced all afternoon, but fortunately, there was no class in the afternoon. Feng Qianyang got up and was about to go back, but found that the ground around him was frighteningly clean, and he practiced to roll up all the things on the ground to the sky. Fortunately, no one came up to find out, Feng Qianyang thought, this place is not the best place to cultivate after all, and he must find a secluded place where people can completely relax and improve his kung fu. His own kung fu is indeed terrifying in the eyes of ordinary people, he can easily take people's lives, and he can walk on the wall and tread water without a trace, but knowing from the master's mouth that he is still far from a real master, Feng Qianyang is even more determined to continue to cultivate. Whether it is self-cultivation or self-cultivation, reaching the ultimate is a master of one in ten thousand.

Feng Qianyang walked through the woods, and suddenly he turned over and jumped like he was alert, jumped directly into the treetops, and hid,

Then came the voice from below, "Ha-dead ghost, just now remember me?" The sound of the waves rang out.

"How can it be, wasn't it because I was busy before, and we Lai always hid in the Royal Hotel for several days, and I heard that someone was going to kill him. I've been a horse boy for him for so many years, what haven't I done? If you want to say that I was lucky, the last time the nail household made trouble, fortunately I broke my leg in a drunken fight with someone, otherwise I was one of the dozen people who died that night! A voice said gruffly.

"Alas, what else can be difficult to defeat your king Mao, if you don't die, there will be a blessing in the future, hehe-". Feng Qianyang felt that this voice made people's scalp tingle, and he didn't know who the owner of the voice was, but he felt a little familiar, and he didn't think about it for a while. Seeing that the time was not early, he was about to quietly walk away, but the next sentence made him stay.

"More than a dozen people who participated in the beating of the nail household that night all died overnight, it is said that the same person did it, you may not believe it, but it scared me to death, I hid in the field for a long time before I came back." Wang Mao said, with a hint of fear and happiness in his voice.

"What's the matter, let's hear about it."

"Listen, okay, let me first-"

"Dead ghost, so anxious...... You can start with that. ”

"Last time, wasn't it the Wanjin real estate boss who looked at a piece of land, and happened to run into a demolition there, and the two sides confronted each other because the price was not negotiated. If you drag on for a day, you will have to lose a lot of money, so Mr. Lai found a group of people to beat those nail households, several of them broke their legs, and there were few injuries. Later, Mr. Lai gave each of these gangsters a large sum of money, and got in touch with the police, and none of these people were caught. Unfortunately, not long after the happy life, all these people were killed overnight, and they were killed with one shot. Fortunately, I didn't participate that time, otherwise, what you saw today would be a ghost! Wang Mao said.

Feng Qianyang listened on the side, he remembered that before he killed that Lai Fat Man, there were already several waves of killers who launched an operation, and got rid of more than a dozen people overnight, looking at the same person's method, coupled with Wang Mao's statement, it seems that eight or nine are not far from ten. There is more than one master in this small city where he is located, and he must be careful when acting in the future.