Twelve?

Yuwen Ling was startled, and tried again, this feeling is indeed more fulfilling than before, the muscles bulge slightly more than before under the amplification, and the most important thing is that his strength has increased a few points, and his grasp in the face of the Situ brothers is a few points higher, he has killed Situ Zi's four ghosts of wind and thunder in a row, it is impossible for Situ Zi to say that he is not angry, and the four ghosts of wind and thunder think that it is also a talent that Situ Zi spent a lot of time collecting, and recently Yan Huichao and Fireflies are jubilant, and the four ghosts of wind and thunder have died one after another, which will surely have a great impact on this battle.

Thinking of the fireflies, Yuwen Ling suddenly smiled, even if he got rid of the four ghosts of wind and thunder, Yuwen Ling still had to face Yan Hui's nearly 10,000 little brothers, this is also impossible, thousands of guns pointed at his head at the same time, Yuwen Ling thought that he didn't have this kind of strength to dodge thousands of bullets, if he wanted to be a little safer, and kill Situ Zi with a heads-up nature, someone had to get rid of the small ones, and joining the fireflies was a good choice. It just so happened that the fireflies were returning to the nest with the swallows. He could take advantage of this gap to get in.

After thinking about it for a while, Yuwen Ling hooked his lips, this is indeed a good note, Yuwen Ling strengthened his legs twelve times, galloped down the mountain, and looked back at the old mansion made of wood, I'm afraid that the high-rise will shake again tomorrow, but Yuwen Ling is not afraid this time, after all, Situ Zi and the two ghosts of wind and thunder just went in, according to Yuwen Ling's calculations, at least one person will die inside, and when the time comes, the body of the person who Yan returned to the nest will be left inside, and he Situ Zi can't tell why.

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At half past five in the morning, Yuwenling rushed to the mountainside hotel, fortunately there was no one at this moment, Yuwenling vaguely saw that the kitchen was lit up, and Yuwenling should be able to fool around as long as he came out to go to the toilet under the pretext. Yuwen Ling tiptoed back to the tent, looked at Wang Chenglin, who was sleeping like a pig next to him, and quietly got in, covered the quilt, and pretended to sleep.

"Click." Situ Zi crushed the telescope in his hand, he stood in a place not far from the mountainside hotel, he had just escaped from the old mansion and was embarrassed, his hand couldn't move for the time being, and there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth. His whole body was stained with mud and some poisonous flesh, and he watched Yuwen Ling return to the mountainside hotel comfortably, and the telescope in his hand had become chisel powder.

Situ Zi forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, now that the four ghosts of wind and thunder have been killed by Yuwen Ling, he can't bring back Yuwen Ling, the Japanese must not have to deal with it, not to mention the fireflies, it was already very risky to bring the two ghosts of wind and thunder out, and now there is no one who can sit still in the entire Yan Hui Nest.

Thinking of this, he had to be angry with his younger brother, his younger brother had the same abilities as him, but he studied in the library all day long, and did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to build a private library, if Situ Yan was willing to join the battle, they would have been able to squeeze into the world long ago, and it would be easier to recruit masters.

Situ Zi raised the gun that reggae threw at him before he died, aimed at Yuwenling's tent, and finally put down his hand, it is impossible to achieve 100% accurate strikes with such a round pistol, as long as it is crooked, he Situ Zi will be finished, shooting and attacking the students will destroy the entire Yan Hui Nest, Situ Zi dragged his hand and loaded the gun, since he couldn't kill Yuwen Ling, then he could only kill those two Japanese.

"Yuwen Ling, Yu Wen Ling." Wang Chenglin shook Yuwenling's body, trying to wake him up, Yuwenling sighed in his heart, just wait for you to wake me up, so he quickly opened his eyes, rubbed his eyes, made a sleepy-eyed look, and yawned. Wang Chenglin straightened his clothes and said with a smile: "I can't imagine it, you actually got up later than me, and you won't play games all night." ”

Yuwen Ling rolled his eyes and said, "Yes, the boss is a bit difficult to beat." ”

"Hehe, Yuwen Ling. Let's discuss something. ”

"What?"

"That A-class weapon, give me one." Wang Chenglin smiled and rubbed his hands.

Yu Wenling nodded and said, "Yes, my computer will be charged in the hall, and I will give it to you after breakfast." ”

Wang Chenglin was overjoyed and held Yu Wenling's hand, "Great! A-rank weapons are too hard to draw, and now I can finally be majestic hahaha! ”

Yuwen Ling smiled faintly, walked out of the tent, and took a deep breath, it feels really good to be alive, Nangong Liushui is dead, the two ghosts of wind and thunder are dead, Situ Zi should be busy with fireflies in the next time, there should be no time to harass him for the time being, he is completely tickled by the Fang family, the next few days are rare and clean, Yuwen Ling has to plan well.

There are still six days left, on the top of the mountain, most of them are browsing the natural scenery to feel the wonder of nature, and the last day is free time, of course, not on the mountain, for fear that something will happen to the students, the last day they will come to the flower park under the mountain to enjoy the flowers, all in the flower pots, and there is nothing to see. Anyway, the next six days will be boring.

After having breakfast, Yu Wenling gave Wang Chenglin an A-level weapon, and then ran out.

Yu Wenling looked at the dormitory on the other side of the first year of high school, and found that Fang Yuehan was walking out from there, Yu Wenling was stunned, and followed later, Fang Yuehan was wearing canvas shoes and moving lightly in the mountains, now the teachers are busy preparing lunch, in fact, it is a gap period, and students can take the opportunity to move freely.

Fang Yuehan jumped lightly in the mountains, her long black hair fluttering up and down along the movement, smooth and supple, making people can't help but want to go up and take care of it, Yu Wenling felt that he seemed to be a bit like a tail idiot, anyway, his relationship with Fang Yuehan had been confirmed, and Yu Wenling simply followed.

"Smack"

Yuwen Ling patted Fang Yuehan's shoulder, Fang Yuehan's body trembled, turned around and saw that it was Yu Wenling, and sighed again.

"Where are you going this morning?" Yu Wenling couldn't help but ask.

Fang Yuehan covered her mouth and snickered: "Go to my grandmother's house." ”

“…… Grandma's house? Yuwenling was stunned.

Fang Yuehan pursed her lips and said: "Yes, my grandmother lived on the mountain seven years ago, but he died five years ago, leaving only her small house, my grandmother is very strange, my parents want to take her to live with everyone at home, but my grandmother wants to build a house on this mountain, her yard is full of chrysanthemums, and they are all in full bloom at this time of autumn, and the yard is golden and beautiful." ”

Yuwenling looked at Fang Yuehan's happy appearance like a child, and couldn't help but stroke her head, Fang Yuehan pouted, shook off Yuwenling's hand, and seemed to be very dissatisfied with Yuwenling treating her as a child, Yuwenling smiled, and the other hand ignored Fang Yuehan's obstruction, or put it on his head, Fang Yuehan wanted to get rid of it, but Yuwenling had a lot of strength, and after tossing for a long time, Fang Yuehan was like a kitten, letting Yuwenling stroke her head.

Yuwen Ling touched enough, and finally let go of his hand.

Fang Yuehan snorted: "You hate it!" ”

After speaking, Fang Yuehan ignored Yuwen Ling and walked in front alone, Yu Wenling followed closely behind, looking at Fang Yuehan's thin back, a burst of warmth swayed in his heart......

Yuwenling followed closely with Fang Yuehan, looking at her joyful back, it was hard to imagine that the famous cold-faced goddess in the school would have such a cheerful side, Yuwenling looked at the surrounding environment, it was indeed a tourist attraction before climbing Tianshan, and the greening everywhere was very good, although it was somewhat deserted in recent years, but it was still very ornamental.

Fang Yuehan seemed to be very familiar with the mountain road here, after sparing a few laps, he came to the mobile cabin, Yuwen Ling shivered, he only came out of a wooden house not long ago, and now he was still a little repulsed by the wooden cabin. Fang Yuehan turned her head and looked at Yu Wenling with a smile: "How is it, this is my grandmother's previous house, isn't it very elegant?" ”

Yuwen Ling nodded with a clear conscience.

"How can there be a smell of flowers?" Yu Wenling asked in wonder, after passing a large area of flowers before, he didn't smell anything, but now as soon as he got close to this small cabin, there was a strong fragrance of flowers, and the smell made people feel uplifted, and the fatigue of the whole body seemed to be eliminated.

"Didn't you say that before? My grandmother's yard was planted with a lot of chrysanthemums, and when the time came, they would bloom en masse. At this time, I will tell my dad to come here to have a look, and this year I actually collided with this event," Fang Yuehan said with a smile.

Yuwen Ling could see that she was happy from the bottom of her heart, and followed Fang Yuehan into the hut, the door of the hut was blocked by waist-high grass, Yuwen Ling walked in front of Fang Yuehan, pinching off the grass, some of the grass was covered with barbs, Yuwen Ling was afraid that Fang Yuehan's delicate hands would be cut.

The wooden door can only reach the chest, basically jumping over with a slight jump, this door has no practical significance, but Yuwen Ling still opened it very obediently, the wooden door looks like it is about to rot, making a squeaky sound, Yuwen Ling is uncomfortable when he hears it.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Fang Yuehan grabbed Yuwen Ling's hand, Yu Wenling instantly felt the warmth of Fang Yuehan's little hand, which was diametrically opposed to his cold hand, Yu Wenling was pulled down by Fang Yuehan In the hall, the quaint furnishings were only a table, a chair, and a wooden bed, and Yuwen Ling moved his nose. I smelled something strange.

Yuwen Ling was pulled by Fang Yuehan and walked through the hall, Fang Yuehan opened the back door, and in an instant, Yu Wenling's eyes widened.

In front of him was the golden yellow all over the ground, Yu Wenling couldn't tell how many chrysanthemums there were, and he didn't know how big this field was. The pleasant fragrance of flowers emanated faintly, the sea of flowers swayed with the breeze, and the sound of "rustling" echoed in Yuwenling's ears quietly, Yuwenling took a deep breath, and suddenly felt comfortable physically and mentally, and slowly adapted to the golden yellow everywhere, every chrysanthemum here is obviously blooming very well, and it is a miracle when no one takes care of it.

Fang Yuehan blinked: "How is it?" Shocking, right? Every time I see it, I can't help but want to be amazed. ”

Yuwen Ling suddenly hugged Fang Yuehan from behind, Fang Yuehan blushed and twisted, "What, suddenly." ”

Yuwen Ling rested his chin on Fang Yuehan's shoulder, "Lean." ”

The sassy west wind is planted all over the yard, and it is difficult for the cold fragrance and cold butterflies to come.

A sky blue butterfly quietly flew to the other end of Fang Yuehan, leaning on Fang Yuehan's shoulder, Fang Yuehan squinted and caught a glimpse of this butterfly, Yuwen Ling just wanted to turn his head, but was patted by Fang Yuehan, "Don't scare it away!" Yuwen Ling was teary-eyed, "I rub, I'm not as good as a butterfly." ”

Fang Yuehan snorted coldly: "That's it, you're just not as good as it." ”

Fang Yuehan quietly stretched out her white and slender hand, the blue butterfly seemed to sense it, and quietly flew to Fang Yuehan's fingertips, Fang Yuehan took it in front of him, and aimed its translucent wings at the sea of chrysanthemums, golden yellow and sky blue complemented each other, forming a beautiful landscape, the butterfly seemed to be draped in gold, which looked extremely enchanting.

Yuwen Ling smiled, leaned on Fang Yuehan's shoulder and fell asleep.