"Oh, what's going on, why hasn't there been any news about the flying sword for 3 days?" Xingzhe was lying at home in London at this time, after a summer vacation, Xingzhe, who had not returned to Kunlun Mountain for a long, long time, originally wanted to return to Kunlun Mountain, but when he sent back a flying sword that he wanted to go back, it seemed like a stone sinking into the sea. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This abnormal sign made him a little puzzled, but when he thought that the senior brothers of Kunlun Mountain had sent him a reply again, why did his request to return to Kunlun Mountain pass at all this time?

Doubts are doubts, on the one hand, Xingzhe is still trying his best to perform his role well, that is, to try to release the characteristics that a teenager should have to Paul and his wife, and then try to have as many advantages as possible.

For example, Xingzhe is not very playful, he has to help Emma wash the dishes every time he eats, Steve likes to read the newspaper in the morning, if Xingzhe gets up early, he will help him take it to the house, although he is affected by the master's powerful Taoism, but some specific impressions and performances, Xingzhe knows that it must be artificially operated by Taoism.

Last semester was his first semester at Hogwarts, and he was already familiar with some of the commonly used Defence Against the Dark Arts spells, but he didn't dare to be very sure that he was already a super master in magic, because he found that magic was a system.

Although the novels and movies are only described around Harry, but after all, there is a give-and-take, the movie is about the story, not the documentary-style presentation, and after a semester, Xingzhe learned that magic also has a lot of profound understanding.

For example, alchemy, such as some particularly ancient and advanced magic.

Although Dumbledore gave Xingzhe an additional 300 points at that time and praised him, which improved his status in Ravenclaw, it made Xingzhe feel a sense of crisis even more.

He wants to understand and learn the knowledge of magic, and also the application of magic, combine it with Taoism, and use the thoughts of Taoism to use magic, so as to achieve the purpose of strength improvement and personal improvement.

Therefore, not every semester there is a reward for not taking exams, in order to be able to cope with the exam, in order to be able to finish his homework well, Xingzhe began to work hard, to the Paul couple is most pleased that Xingzhe is a child who is enthusiastic about learning!

"Honey, there's your number~~"

What the? Xingzhe, who was still writing the desk, was suddenly interrupted by Emma's voice, and he buckled his head while thinking about who it would be, but he ran downstairs quickly.

"Hello?"

"Hi Owen, it's me." A female voice rang out.

This voice Owen was familiar because he had heard it when he walked out of the subway station a few days ago, it was Penelope's voice.

"Yes, Penelope-senpai?"

"Haha, you have such a sweet mouth." Penelope's silver bell-like laughter came out of the earpiece, and Xingzhe seemed to see her blushing and shy face.

"Is there something wrong with Senior Sister?"

"Can't I look for you if it's okay?"

"Ah no, no, of course not, I'm more surprised to receive your call, so who is the senior sister?"

"Hmph, you murdered me at the beginning in school, and then you called me a prefect in a weird way, and now you know that you call me senior sister again, Owen, you are really fickle!"

"Ah, this, it doesn't matter anymore, senior sister."

As if seeing Xingzhe's abruptness and embarrassment, Penelope's laughter came out of the earpiece, but she finally coughed her throat lightly, and then said to Xingzhe in a very calm voice.

"Well, Owen, I was in 6th year when I went back to Hogwarts in the second half of the year, but I actually felt so tired in the past few years at Hogwarts......."

After all, you're a prefect.... Wait, prefect! By the way, Penelope seems to have been in a relationship with Posey......

An indescribable mood came to my heart, the day is the dog? No, isn't it, it's green? Bossi doesn't seem to have that ability......

“..... So this summer, let's go out together, okay, travel kind? ”

Owen had already started to make up for the panic at this time, and he didn't listen carefully to what Penelope was talking about, maybe he didn't even react to himself, he seemed to have such a lost feeling for Penelope?

"Owen, are you listening to me?"

"Ahhh My situation..."He thought of the master who had not sent him a reply for a long time, and he hesitated in his heart.

"Wow, what, don't you want to play with me?"

"No, no, uh, I know, when is the summer vacation going? Where to go? ”

"How's Norway?"

"Norway, Norway is Norway." Xingzhe didn't make sense, just when he thought that the phone could be hung up, Penelope discussed some specific issues with him, Xingzhe was suffering and finally hung up.

"Why did you agree to come down in a daze, Master...... Hey, let's do my homework first. ”

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In the Kunlun Mountains, Taiwei looked at the letter in his hand, his face was gloomy, and the parchment in his hand burned to ashes in an instant.

"Hmph, it's really getting more and more unusual, and I don't use rice paper to write letters, but use parchment, which is becoming more and more like a Taoist!"

He got up and paced, looking at the sky, the wind blowing through his temples and his beard moving with the wind.

"At the beginning, let Xingzhe go to the West..... I don't know if it's right or wrong....."

Taiwei paced into the courtyard and walked straight to a small courtyard.

There are not many of his disciples, but everyone has their own courtyard, and the courtyard he walked to was full of bamboo, and the dark green bamboo leaves were green in all seasons under the blessing of Kunlun Mountain Wonderland.

In the window of the room, a figure could be faintly seen, as if sensing the arrival of too little, the candlelight in the room was extinguished, and the figure moved to the door, pushing the door out.

He, dressed in white, dignified.

Although the long black hair is shawl, it is combed very smoothly, and the shape is not charming, not demonic, and upright.

He has an extremely handsome and handsome face, like a perfectly modeled 3D character coming out of the computer, and that cool and sharp and quiet temperament, just like the bamboo in this yard.

Humility is like a valley, the sleeves are breezy, and the heroic spirit is difficult to hide.

"Master."

"Zong Yan. Coming back? ”

This man dressed in white is the strongest, most talented, and most perverted third senior brother among the seven sons of Kunlun (barely counting Xingzhe), known as the Kunlun Sword Saint.

"Yes, master. Just got back from out of town. ”

Taiwei's eyes swirled around him, and he nodded with satisfaction, among all the disciples, Zong Yan was the most satisfied with him, not to mention the others, just in front of the image that a cultivator should have, Zong Yan did a very good job.

"I look at your current state, your aura is lofty but not exposed, confident but not aggressive, it seems that you have broken through to the realm of immortals, and it is just around the corner."

"Borrow the master's good words."