The weather is getting hotter.

The time to leave the school is getting closer and closer.

For the senior students, there are no classes, no revisions, no exams, no study group discussions...... Some are just hesitant and confused, and there are almost contradictory excitement, yearning, and eager impulses, just like seabirds ready to leave the nest, stretching their wings and calling friends, but they all know that on the road in the future, everyone may not be able to go together.

Su Chunfeng reclined on the folded futon, his legs stretched together, and watched with a smile as he watched several roommates hook their shoulders and backs, drunkenly saying something out of tune.

Zhang Zhanfei is now a celebrity, one of the two lead singers of the Haihong Band, usually go to perform everywhere in the world, the company and the agent have a full schedule of their time, naturally they can't participate in the banquet banquet on time for the last few days of parting, and it is rare to find time to come back, so they pull the brothers in the dormitory to eat outside, and use it as a farewell banquet in advance - in fact, it is indeed a farewell banquet, because tomorrow Zhang Zhanfei will go to Guangdong to perform, and then until graduation and departure, there is no time to return to the campus of Beijing University, Say goodbye to your classmates.

Everyone can understand him and don't care

After all, they are all adults, so naturally they won't say anything like Zhang Zhanfei is famous and rich, so he looks down on his brothers and classmates. Of course, it is inevitable that some classmates will vent some unpleasant feelings in private because of jealousy or failure to get some satisfaction from Zhang Zhanfei, but they will not publicly say something to discredit themselves.

"Brother Feng, you, you said that after we graduate, did you want to go to the Great Northwest together, and go to the army to see Gu, Boss, Boss Gu." Diao Xiang, the youngest, rarely drinks alcohol, but tonight he was also dazed, stammered with his tongue and stammered to sit down next to Su Chunfeng, patted Su Chunfeng's shoulder and sighed: "I, I miss him, how hard and tiring it is to be a soldier, woo woo woo woo ......"

Oh, I'm crying.

Su Chunfeng smiled and hugged his shoulders and said, "Okay Xiangzi, hurry up and go to bed to sleep, Boss Ming'er will be back." ”

"I, I'm going to graduate school, just to wait for the boss to come back!" Yang Bo smiled, stared at him in a daze, Su Chunfeng hurriedly lifted his legs inside, Yang Bo sat on the edge of the bed with a pop, and then involuntarily leaned against the wall inside, "Let's go, you all go, hurry up and get out, hehe......"

Su Chunfeng was helpless, turned his legs over and got up, picked up Diao Xiang, who was sobbing in a daze, dragged him to the opposite bunk, flattened him, and scolded: "Obedient, hurry up and go to sleep." ”

"Well, I, I listen to Brother Feng, and I listen to you alone......"

"Who's still drinking?" Tan Zhe waved his arms on the bed and snorted: "I know you can't do it, it's all at this time, it's all cowardly, right?" Whoever is not convinced, let's, let's continue to drink! ”

"I, I'll drink with you, drink ......," Zhang Zhanfei shouted in a daze while lying on the bed.

Su Chunfeng stood on the side of the bed, looking at the lower bunks of the three beds, Yang Bo was lying on his bunk, Zhang Zhanfei and Tan Zhe were huddled together and entangled, and Diao Xiang occupied a lower bunk...... Looking at it, Su Chunfeng suddenly felt a little sour feeling in his heart - after being reborn, he regarded those classmates as children in junior high school, and in high school, he still felt that the classmates around him were all little children, and when he first entered the university, he also felt that there was a generation gap between him and his classmates. But as the time together gets longer and longer, and everyone gradually matures, these feelings of rejection from the bottom of their hearts are gradually squeezed out by deep friendship.

These roommates, as well as those classmates, no matter what kind of family background they have, at least, they are ordinary people in this real society.

And what about yourself?

A warlock on the rivers and lakes of Qimen......

At this time, Bai Xingyong called him, saying that he was bored and wanted to drink.

Su Chunfeng agreed, turned around and walked out, and gently closed the bedroom door.

In this season when graduates are about to leave school, the dormitory managers seem to understand the feelings of these young people, so most of them will turn a blind eye to them who return late and leave late, and let them go crazy. Therefore, Su Chunfeng just said hello to the dormitory manager at the entrance of the building, and walked out of the dormitory building smoothly.

He knew that Bai Xingyong was really irritable in the past two days - if people were unlucky, they would stuff their teeth with cold water, Bai Xingyong would be unlucky enough this time, a girl who had pursued him for two years, because she was repeatedly rejected, and in despair, she actually staged a suicide by cutting her wrists.

Fortunately, the person did not die.

can be white and mediocre, famous.

In desperation, Bai Xingyong had decided not to go back to school after the holiday, and went home to review and wait for the final degree exam. As for the position of president of the Beijing University Student Warlock Association, he has also submitted his resignation.

……

It's late at night.

Danfeng City, Yuzhou Province, thousands of miles away from the capital.

In the family building of the workers of the Cotton No. 2 Textile Factory in Fengxiang District, on the edge of the small square surrounded by lush trees, Diao Ping, who was thin, sat at a broken stone table, looking up at the deep and high night sky, the bright crescent moon hanging quietly, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

After the breakthrough, his body was rapidly recovering, and he could clearly feel the increasing abundance of essence in his body, as well as the strong tension of the magic intent.

Master said, "You have no actual combat experience, although you have entered the Qi Refining Realm, don't overestimate your strength too much. ”

Diao Ping thought, "Isn't it...... Do you use magic to kill people? He couldn't wait to return to southern Xinjiang after many years of absence, and kill all the old and young people up and down the Fudi Gate...... The darkest and most tragic childhood memories engraved in his heart, even during the four years of following Wang Qimin to practice trickery, he was often awakened by nightmares in the middle of the night, and then secretly cried and feared like a child.

He was really scared, and until now, he was still scared when he remembered his previous miserable situation, and even trembled.

That was his lingering nightmare.

It's also him, bitter hatred!

I don't know when, Wang Qimin stood behind him, and said softly with a kind expression: "Pingwa, Master knows the hatred in your heart, and also knows your fear, knows you, and is eager to take revenge." But Pingwa, listen to Master's advice, even if you want to take revenge, you can't be blinded by hatred and anger, because in that case, not only will you not be able to take revenge, but you will have to get into it along with yourself. ”

"Master, do you want me to keep waiting?" Diao Ping turned his head, smiled like a child, smiled brightly, and said, "However, you promised that as long as I enter the Qi Refining Realm, I will be able to become a teacher." ”

Wang Qimin smiled gently, sat down and said, "If you leave the master, you won't listen to the master?" ”

"It's not." Diao Ping's face flushed, like a child who said the wrong thing, and he lowered his head and said timidly: "I will always listen to you, Master, you are my only relative. ”

"Good boy." Wang Qimin raised his hand and stroked Diao Ping's short stubble head, and said kindly: "Master is just worried that after you return to Southern Xinjiang, when the enemy appears in front of you, you will vent your hatred with the courage to die together, which is not worth it." You have to be so calm that you can suppress the hatred and anger in your heart...... Then, on the premise of preserving themselves, one by one, one by one, kill the enemies. When you kill the first enemy, those who are still alive get angry, when you kill the second, they get angry, when you kill the third, they are terrified, and when you kill four, five, they get so nervous and scared that they don't even dare to close their eyes when they sleep! ”

Diao Ping looked at the master in a daze.

"Four years ago, in the first battle of Yangjiazhen, the master was defeated because of internal injuries." Wang Qimin's expression was indifferent, and his tone was gentle, "In the battle in Xishan County the year before last, the master deliberately did not kill them, and left their lives to you to avenge their hatred!" Pingwa, once slaughtered all the enemies, it seems that the revenge is hearty, but in fact, for the hatred between you and them, it is cheaper for them. Only by letting them suffer in deep fear, in the panic and anxiety of waiting for death, is the real revenge! Moreover, with the strength of your current Qi Refining Initial Realm, even if it is a trick you are cultivating, you have the attack power to dominate the world, at best, you can kill a warlock in the middle stage of Qi refining, and you may not be able to succeed. So, revenge can be done now, but take your time. ”

"yes, I see." Diao Ping nodded, the surging flames in his eyes burning.

Wang Qimin looked at him seriously, and his tone became stern: "Pingwa, you have to remember that you are the inheritor of trickery, and your goal in life should not be just to take revenge, but to carry forward the trickery and correct the name in the history of Qimen Jianghu for trickery!" So, you have to protect yourself as much as possible. ”

"Master, rest assured, I will not disappoint your expectations." Diao Ping's young cheeks revealed a kind of sacred solemnity.

"Master believes in you." Wang Qimin got up with a smile and said, "Tomorrow, let's go together." ”

"Where?"

"Zhongzhou City, kill a warlock...... Wang Qimin paused, turned around and walked slowly towards the building where he lived, and said softly: "It's up to you to kill and improve your actual combat experience." ”

Diao Ping hurriedly followed: "Who?" ”

"A warlock of your age, well, a Thai head descender."

"Thai Head Lowerer?"

"Su Chunfeng and I killed the three senior brothers of this young head descending division in Jinxi Province...... His master sent him to China. Wang Qimin smiled, as if he was chatting about a very ordinary trivial matter, and said: "I personally called Su Chunfeng and your Uncle Gong to plead for mercy, so I left this head lowering master to you." ”

Diao Ping frowned, showing a little displeasure.

Wang Qimin didn't reply, but as if he had seen through Diao Ping's expression, he knew his inner activities, and said lightly: "Since you have resistance in your heart and don't want to help Su Chunfeng, then take it as a task given to you by the master, as for why you killed him, you only need one reason - to experience your experience." ”

"Yes!"

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PS: I'm tired of writing today, and I've deleted a lot of it over and over again, and the story has been written so far, I think everyone can see that Diao Ping's trajectory will be similar to Su Chunfeng's previous life, and I, I want to use Diao Ping's experience to vaguely tell Su Chunfeng's past life Jianghu, of course, I won't really write about Diao Ping in a large space, but from the overall situation and the shape of the rivers and lakes. Well, it wasn't until I started writing this that I realized that the difficulty was not ordinary...... Ahem, it's true, it's not for me to find a reason~ I won't stay up late tonight, and I'll write it tomorrow.

In addition, in the second half of this month, begging for a monthly ticket to encourage us, we have fallen out of the top fifteen~