Ning Zhiwei got off the plane and went straight to the luggage exit, Zhao Yidan called her to go home on New Year's Day half a month ago, but the plan couldn't catch up with the change, and the overseas exchange rewarded by the Calligraphy Association happened to be set for three days during the New Year's Day holiday, and she had to make an oath. Zhao's mother was very worried about her first time going abroad, so she came to school to pack her luggage for her, so she had the overweight suitcase she is now.

This is an international art fair, when art and cultural artists from all over the country will gather in country F, and the Chinese calligraphy exhibition will only occupy a small part. Despite this, the organizers still arranged very thoughtfully, as soon as they left the airport, they were warmly received by the staff who came to pick them up, and they were sent to the hotel by special car.

Because of the large number of participants and the lack of housing, Ning Zhiwei can only share a room with others. In addition to the senior calligraphers of the Calligraphy Association, the rest of the people on this trip are new calligraphy talents like Ning Zhiwei, a total of three people, two women and one man, and she was arranged to live with another girl.

As soon as she entered the room, she felt the strong hostility of her roommate, and her unbridled gaze was mixed with jealousy, disdain, and disobedience, and she looked arrogant.

She put the suitcase aside lightly, her eyelids half-raised, "You have an opinion about me?" ”

Guan Shanyue was taken aback by her, took a step back, and became angry, "What's so good, you don't know how to get the champion yet!" ”

"Oh? Tell me how I got my championship. Ning Zhiwei smiled instead of being angry, and asked coldly.

Guan Shanyue felt a pressure like Mount Tai's topping, her face was pale, she straightened her neck, and forcibly suppressed her fear, "You and Vice President Fang are not clear, and no one is allowed to say it?" I've seen it all, Vice President Fang has given you all his Buddha carvings, don't dare to admit it. ”

It turns out that she is also one of the voyeur women on the plane.

Ning Zhiwei was bored in her heart, how could no matter what kind of woman she was, she couldn't escape her jealous and small-bellied character, and she was blind with ink.

"If you like it, give it to you."

Looking at the jade Buddha sculpture that was thrown over at random, Guan Shanyue's pupils shrank, and she hurriedly caught it, and after carefully checking that it was not damaged, she was just about to say a word to Ning Zhiwei, but the other party had already entered the room inside and slammed the door.

Guan Shanyue was dumbfounded.

As soon as Ning Zhiwei entered the room, he habitually laid out a defensive formation and began his daily routine meditation. It wasn't until the next morning, when there was movement outside, that she stopped meditating and opened the door and went out.

Guan Shanyue looked tired, obviously she didn't sleep well last night, as soon as she saw her, she stuffed the Buddha carving back into her hand like a hot potato, picked up her satchel and hurriedly went out.

Ning Zhiwei's eyes were lowered, and he looked at the Buddha sculpture in his hand for a long time before putting it back into the ring space, and as soon as he went out, he met Professor Yan Kaihong and Fang Yunheng who came out of the next room.

"Teacher Yan is early, Mr. Fang is early."

"It's Xiao Ning, have you had breakfast? Let's go together. Professor Yan was very fond of this aura student, smiling, like an ordinary old man, amiable.

Ning Zhiwei glanced at Fang Yunheng, who was expressionless next to him, "Okay." ”

After a while, the number of people who came down for breakfast gradually increased, and the artists with distinctive personalities swayed back and forth in strange or bohemian shapes, incompatible with the extravagant style of the hall.

There is only one exception.

A pale blonde hair is neatly groomed by its owner, the teeth are full of marks, the facial features are unique to Westerners deep and angular, the eye sockets are slightly sunken, and the dark blue eyes are far and deep, as if they have precipitated the mystery and calmness of the long years. He wore a tuxedo dress that fit the building materials, and his demeanor was leisurely sipping the bright red wine in the goblet, like a noble gentleman at a high-end banquet.

Such a man of good bearing, handsome appearance and mysterious identity exudes a deadly charm, like a luminous body firmly grabs the attention of those around him.

With a bang, the spoon in Ning Zhiwei's hand fell into the milk cup, and a little dirt was splashed on the pale yellow tablecloth.

"Xiao Ning, what's wrong with you?"

Ning Zhiwei's face was extremely ugly, and there was unconcealed horror and panic in his eyes, which frightened Yan Kaihong, this kid couldn't have bumped into something unclean, right?

"I'm fine, I'm fine."

In order to hide her abnormality, she poured the hot milk in front of her into her mouth violently, her tongue was numb, but she couldn't suppress the frightened heartbeat.

She couldn't help but look over again, and the other party happened to look up at her, the thin lips on her pale face were excessively red, like indelible blood, bewitching and weird, like Manzhu Sawa on the side of the road in Huangquan slowly blooming, showing her an elegant and bewildered smile.

He was surrounded by a strong aura of death and obscurity, and he seemed to be lifeless, but there was no stiffness of a dry corpse between his demeanor and gestures, and most importantly, with her current cultivation, she couldn't see through this person's strength, which meant that he had the strength above the Jindan stage.

What is the identity of this person, and why does this world have such a existence?

"I'm sorry, I'm full, go back to the room first, please use it slowly." Ning Zhiwei's brain was a little messy, this world was not as simple as she imagined, she needed to go back to the room to sort out her thoughts.

Yan Kaihong looked at Ning Zhiwei's breakfast that was almost unchanged except for milk, and was full of doubts, "Xiao Ning, she can't be unwell, right?" Before leaving, he promised Ms. Zhao Yidan to take good care of her daughter.

"Maybe it's because the jet lag hasn't reversed, Elder Yan doesn't have to worry."

Fang Yunheng answered casually, the expression on his face was not pleasant, his eyes were dark, and a hint of worry flashed.

How could someone from that family appear here?

As an outsider in time and space, Ning Zhiwei didn't understand the survival rules of this interface thoroughly enough, and she didn't understand that an extremely dangerous powerful element suddenly appeared in plain air, whether it was Fang Yunheng's suspicious secret or the person who appeared today, it sounded the alarm for her.

In the past, she thought that this interface was only her unique existence, and she slowly relaxed her vigilance, which was really a taboo for cultivators, and from today on, she had to correct her attitude.

Knowing that the matter was serious, Ning Zhiwei began to think of ways to ensure his safety. First of all, she made a large number of explosive talismans, ice pick talismans, flame talismans and other extremely lethal talismans, and considering the dead and evil qi on the man's body, she also made purification talismans, anti-evil talismans and corpse firing talismans, so that not only was her divine sense exhausted, her dantian aura was empty, but even the talisman rice paper was also consumed.

Originally, she wanted to refine a few talisman robes and attack spiritual weapons, but her body couldn't stand it, so she could only close her eyes and meditate to restore her spiritual energy, and the rest would be talked about later.