Lying flat on the roof, looking at the star, he shook his head fiercely and deleted the eyes that were not charming, but extraordinarily exciting, that had just flashed in his mind. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Zhang Yang took a deep breath, jumped off the roof, dressed in a single clothes and walked straight to the bed and fell asleep, there are too many adventures in the day today, he needs to sort out his thoughts.

Under the cover of night, some people fall asleep soundly, some people are preoccupied, and some people sneakily don't know what kind of attention they are playing. In a secret room of the Zhang family, which no one knew about, the lights were bright, and around the four people seated at the table, there was a dozen thick sheets of paper in front of each of them, and everyone kept writing something on the paper, and then continued to put it into the brazier in the center of the table and burned it out, leaving only a basin full of ashes.

"Zhang Yang is getting more and more stubborn, and if it goes on like this, it's embarrassing."

"Zhang Yang's roots are Qingqi, he is a good seedling, and after cultivating for so many years, he will give it up, and there will still be some losses in the end."

"Let's take a look at it again, I'm afraid that this kid has no anger in his heart and is unhappy."

"After so many years of hard training, let's take a look."

"Let's see."

"How's the situation with the Sea Soul Bead?"

A man in black who had been silent in the corner coldly threw out a piece of paper, and the high flames instantly devoured the paper, and the thin rice paper quickly burned out, leaving no room for anything.

But even so, the three people next to him clearly saw the words on the paper. Everyone stopped writing for a moment, and no one continued to write. The red flames jumped mischievously, faintly illuminating the faces of the four men hidden under the black cloaks.

No one answered, and the man in black who was silent continued to sway his pen and ink:

"The time for the awakening of the Sea Soul Bead is almost up."

Still no one answered, and the man in black didn't care at all, and continued to write:

"If you don't wake up, the strength of the new batch of troops will be damaged, the vitality of the clan will be weakened, and the foundation will be destroyed."

The handwriting of dragons flying and phoenixes dancing on the paper devoured by tongues of fire clearly appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and everyone stayed in the pen and ink in their hands until the man in black put down the pen in his hand.

Time flowed inch by inch, and no one in the secret room made the slightest movement. Although these words are not sharp sentences, they are to the point, leaving people speechless.

The secret room was quiet, but it was turbulent. It's not peaceful outside. I saw that at the back door of Zhang's mansion, a light figure suddenly flashed, with brisk steps, and it turned out to be a fox with plump fur and nine tails!

The fox walked fast, as if he was in a hurry to go on some important date. I saw that the fox arrived at a deserted dry well, chirped a few times regularly, and waited quietly.

But after a while, a wisp of green smoke slowly emerged from the dry well, circle by circle, wisp by wisp, and then gradually transformed into a human form in front of the fox.

"Lord Wuyi!"

The fox also quickly transformed into a human form, kneeling respectfully in front of the man covered in darkness.

"Did you find it?"

The voice of the man in black was not very good, but a little hoarse, and the man stretched out his palm slightly and spread it out in front of the fox:

"If you find it, give it to me."

The five fingers are withered and weak, more terrible than the old man, as dry and frightening as the branches of a tree that are about to die in adulthood. The fox shrank slightly, but he still didn't dare to hide it, and there was a bit of a request in his voice:

"Lord Wuyi, I didn't find it."

"It hurts!"

The man in black waved his palm sharply, without the slightest pity, and his voice was even more indifferent without a trace of emotion, as if it was a horizontal corpse that had no feelings at all.

The fox's whole brain was buzzing, and she couldn't judge what was going on around her for the time being, except for the phrase "That day is coming, if you don't find that thing, you can replace it." ”

The fox trembled and nodded weakly:

"Got it."

After the man in black explained what had happened, his figure disappeared into the woods in a flash, leaving only a faint smell of burning. The nine-tailed fox lay on the ground for a long time, and it was not until the early morning light slowly shone in the east that she slowly stood up. Once again, she restored her ten thousand styles, her bewitching appearance, and completely lost the embarrassment and embarrassment of last night.

The morning light is faint, although it is a little dim, but in the end you can still see the earth clearly. The first rays of sunlight shone on the face of the nine-tailed fox the next day, and it could be clearly seen that she was the eldest princess of the dynasty.

When she returned to the Shen Mansion, she also happened to meet everyone who came out of the secret room, and the nine-tailed fox quickly hid in the corner to avoid being discovered.

The time she hid behind the corner happened to be the time when the old general and Zhang Jingshuo came out. I saw the two pillars of the two Zhenguo General's Mansions whispering to each other:

"Dad, what should I do if I am Zhang Yang?"

The old general shook his head:

"It depends, you haven't seen it. It's urgent. ”

Zhang Jingshuo is also Manchu's helplessness:

"What then? Where is the flamboyance? ”

The veteran sighed and left, this kind of thing is really providential. The nine-tailed fox only showed its shape after everyone left, and he was still thinking carefully about the conversation between the two just now, although he didn't really hear it, but the only word that could be grasped was "Zhang Yang".

This determination made the nine-tailed fox even more determined to get rid of Zhang Yang. Everyone has a lot of thoughts, but the protagonist who was discussed had already gone out with his sword when the rooster was crying.

Zhang Yang stood in the place where he met Yan Demon yesterday and wandered for a long time, wondering why he would come here again, obviously warning himself countless times in his heart that he was not allowed to come, but as soon as he picked up the sword, he couldn't stop wanting to come here.

"It must be because of familiarity that this is the case."

Zhang Yang silently admonished himself in his heart:

"Practice again, and it will never come again."

As he spoke, along with the rhythm of the wind, the swordsmanship moves were also played out one by one. After practicing a set of swordsmanship, Zhang Yang was covered in sweat, but this time, he didn't see the smiling girl who liked to hide in the grass and watch him practice swords.

Zhang Yang couldn't tell whether his mood was complicated or lost at the moment, or there was still a little bit of joy. Because in this way, maybe I can really get rid of this place, and I don't have to taste the taste of nostalgia and tossing and turning again. The feeling of not being able to charm at night, Zhang Yang sincerely doesn't want to taste it for the second time.

Zhang Yang was dripping with sweat, looked around the entire forest, and found that there was really no Yan demon, so he took the hilt of the sword and prepared to leave. Facing the rays of the morning sun, Zhang Yang's mind is heavy.

"You're here again?"

(To be continued.) )