There is a kind of friendship called nodding friends, this kind of friendship can be regarded as not knowing, and it can be developed into good friends, and it takes only time between them, and the friendship between Gu Xi and Zhou Huan belongs to nodding friends.

Before today, the prospect of the relationship between the two was still vague and unknown, and Zhou Huan's sentence We are very familiar with each other tore through this superficial friendship.

Not cooked, we are not cooked.

Gu Xian was obviously not cheeky, he spat and flew away, blacklisting this gentle-looking and kind white boy.

Cultivators pay attention to following their hearts, and the longer they practice, the more willful they become.

Zhou Huan is like this, he has been oppressed by his sister since he was a child, and he has no choice but to enter the Apocalypse Academy, the practice time is not short, his temperament changes day by day, sometimes he is shameless and coquettish, sometimes he is indifferent and cruel, and more often, he likes to laugh, revealing two small dimples, and a faint smile, which makes people involuntarily unload their defenses.

If Zhao Districts has been with him long enough, he will know that this child has psychological problems and needs treatment.

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At night, Bian Liang

In one room, the candlelight flickered, the cold moonlight came through the window, and the room was half dim and half silvery.

Jin Mingyue stood by the window, her posture was graceful, and Zhao District sat at the table, looking down at her fingers, not knowing what she was thinking.

Lonely men and widows, living in the same room, a little obscene people think of a lot, and a little yellow.

But the silence at the moment is by no means half charming, but it is like two awkward good friends facing each other, Zhao doesn't know where this atmosphere came from, she has always thought. The good-looking man in front of him does not belong to the category of stuffy gourds.

Perhaps sensing her doubts, Jin Mingyue looked over with a gloomy gaze. "You don't have anything to ask?" ”

Zhao was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"This admission to the hospital, cut off all the dusty things, are you sure, there is no nostalgia?"

He said it in a vague way, which didn't match what she was asking, but she understood it.

He was asking her if there was anyone or something she was reluctant to do.

Zhao District smiled lightly, lowered his head and said, "Come to this world." No one can avoid these traces in a certain period of time. ”

Jin Mingyue changed her gentleness. In the moonlight, the handsome face looked pale, and there was a bit of confusion in the eyebrows.

Zhao was so cute that he had a bloody face, so he simply turned his head and got himself a cup of tea... Slowly.

"What do you do with these 'traces'?"

"Traces don't need to be processed."

"Why?"

"Because you can't erase it. Or. After erasing it, it will still be in your heart, and you can't forget it in your lifetime, so why bother to be useless. ”

"You're only thirteen years old," Jin Mingyue glanced at her deeply.

Zhao District's hand holding the teacup stiffened, and he said helplessly: "I am precocious." ”

"......" Jin Mingyue was speechless for a while, until there was a knock outside the door.

"Childe, the pen and inkstone you want are ready"

"Bring it," Jin Mingyue said in front of the window, and the little guy outside the door had obviously seen him. The low windows could no longer hide his long body.

The little guy hurriedly went to the window and respectfully handed over the things in his hand.

Jin Mingyue crossed the windowsill. Slender fingers grasped one of the corners and said, "You can go." ”

The little servant bowed, peeked at him before leaving, and then disappeared into the darkness.

"He must adore you very much" Zhao looked at the departing figure of the little guy and said softly.

Jin Mingyue smiled lightly, spread the white paper on the table, dipped the brush in ink, and sat down.

"I and I never had such thoughts about you when we were fifty-three, when we were so bent on how to be strong, how to make mistakes for each other, how to ...... In short, we think completely differently than you. ”

Zhao raised his eyebrows: "We are of different genders. ”

Jin Mingyue paused, nodded slightly, and agreed with this reason, and then said: "Maybe this is an aspect, but I have always thought that it is impossible for a thirteen-year-old child to have such a ... Deep theory, what do you think? ”

He looked over, his eyes were deep, Zhao District smiled, and said, "Zi Feiyu, what does An Zhiyu think?" ”

"Don't treat me like a child," she said earnestly.

Jin Mingyue's eyes relaxed, raised the corners of her mouth, and handed her the white paper in her hand: "Then, Yu'er, do you want to write a letter?" ”

Zhao was stunned suddenly, it turned out that this person told her so much, just to ask her to write letters to people who were reluctant......

It has to be said that this move... Very heartwarming.

"Don't write," she said leisurely, "the people I care about will not receive my letters." ”

For example, the missing Zhao Kuo, such as Yao Xun, who has not been seen for many years, such as... Aunt.

"You really don't write?" Jin Mingyue smiled playfully, her eyes flashed brightly, "I will be very serious about helping you deliver the letter." ”

Maybe the moonlight was too dazzling, or maybe the candlelight was too confusing, she took the blank paper.

To whom?

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The next day, dawn

The students waiting for the examination in the Apocalypse Academy stood up one after another, preparing for today's test, the fat man's eyes were hazy, looking at the clouds and mist on the mountains, the sun shone through the clouds, the whole square was bright, he stood up, rubbed his face, and said in his heart, he must fight to stay today!

Dai Chen stood beside him, his face expressionless, the knife behind him was not covered by the scabbard, the cold light was shining, and the whole person was like a squatting cold sculpture.

More than 200 people gathered around, waiting for this decisive moment.

The glow suddenly came, and in a blink of an eye, several streamers crossed by, and Bi Yan, who was the leader, had already arrived.

I had already seen this arrogant senior sister yesterday, and no one asked for a while.

There was silence for a while, and it wasn't until a few bells rang from a certain mountain peak in the distance that Bi Yan turned her head and asked impatiently, "That Zhao District hasn't come yet?!" ”

The man in the dark robe behind him said, "Childe will bring her on time." ”

Bi Yan snorted coldly.

The bells rang one after the other, until one moment suddenly stopped.

Bi Yan stood up and took out a scroll from his arms, and the man behind him had a cold face: "The time hasn't come yet, do you want to do it?" ”

Bi Yan didn't pay attention to him, spread out the scroll, and there was a fluctuation in the air, and a water diamond-shaped gate stood in front of everyone.

"Inside this gate, there are three thousand formations, unpredictable, everyone encounters different situations, different difficulties, but in the end, as long as you break through, you will pass the assessment."

Biyan's words fell, and the audience was in an uproar.

I never expected that this assessment would be such a part-of-the-way formation!

The fat man was dizzy, fell on the shoulders of the daichen, and wailed: ", wasn't it swordsmanship last time!" ”

“……”

Dai Chen held the hilt of the knife on his shoulder, looked at the gate in the air with a solemn gaze, and flew forward, "In the face of absolute strength, what can these side doors do to me?" ”

In his eyes, the formation cannot be put on the table.

Why?

Because there are few occurrences.

And the trick used by a small number of people, the so-called, sideways.

That's what he thinks.

Dai Chen's confident figure made many people cheer up, and the number of people in the room became smaller and smaller.

………… (To be continued......)