Ancient trees

Wei Ke took Bai Yan to the aristocratic school, where the children trained were all descendants of the royal family or the great nobles, and the heroes of the future generation of the Wing Clan, and Wei Ke was now one of the instructors.

There, any teenager can easily defeat White Flame, the speed of the Wing Clan is too fast, even if they are children who have not yet condensed their wings, running is still just a string of afterimages in White Flame's eyes.

In the morning, I went to the school to fight against the teenagers, losing more and winning less, in the afternoon, Wei Ke personally instructed Bai Yan's sword technique, and in the evening listened to Han Fuzi talk about literature and history, Bai Yan's homework for the day was set, although Bai Yan was miserable at first.

Evening. Zongheng Pavilion.

"In July of the ninth year of Emperor Wu, the barbarian king Su Erchi went south to Zhongzhou for the third time, and that battle was a classic, and the tactics used by both sides were enough to be put in the military books of later generations." The gushing Han Fuzi began to dance when he was excited, and the heroic wave of the ring ruler in his hand was quite a bit of a hint of pointing out the country and shutting the horizontal.

Bai Yan's favorite thing to listen to is the stories of those emperors, generals, heroes and heroes, lying on the table with his hands on his head and listening to Han Fuzi's spit with relish.

"Are you coming in?" Bai Yan was in a trance, but Han Fuzi stopped lecturing and turned his head out the window.

Bai Yan hurriedly looked out the window, there was nothing there, and after the master asked, a handsome young man under the window slowly stood up.

What kind of boy is that, gorgeously dressed, born extraordinary, and his face is more handsome than a girl, but he always gives people the illusion of loneliness to the bone.

Bai Yan remembered that when this boy was in the school grounds, the other teenagers always gathered together to compete, but this boy was always alone, with a double dagger that never left his body and a flute made of unknown materials.

"Meteor Frost, come in and listen to it." Hearing his master's words, the young man named Meteor Frost didn't speak, just nodded indifferently and walked into the room, Bai Yan smiled at him with a friendly smile. Since then, a pair of tables and chairs have been added to the Zongheng Pavilion.

"When the imperial capital Tianyun City directly faced the iron cavalry of the barbarian king Su Erchi, the general Zhang Tianyang was ordered to personally lead the cavalry of Xiaoguo to attack thousands of miles, cross Shouyang Mountain, and go straight to the barbarian royal city......"

"Bai Yan ~ Bai Yan ~ " The master was pointing the country, Bai Yan heard someone outside the window whispering his name, and looked out the window, and the face of a childish girl appeared there. But it's a little bit bigger.

Midtown Ancient Trees.

"Bai Yan, you're stupid, hurry up, hurry up!" Biyifei is like walking on the ground on the tree, jumping and jumping, as agile as a cat.

Bai Yan is miserable, climbing the tree is too hard for him, and he is tired for another day, and he is panting after only half of climbing, but Yi Fei Fei said that there are good things on the ancient tree and he has to pull him up to see, Bai Yan can't help it.

"Huh~ you, you wait for me!"

"Oops, you're so stupid!" Biyifei came down from the tree again and came to help White Flame.

"You know Meteor Frost?" Bi Yifei turned around and grabbed Bai Yan's hand.

"Meteor Frost? Oh, did you say the one who listened to Master Han's lecture with me today? I don't know him either, but I've met him a few times in the school yard. "When I finally climbed to the top of the ancient tree, I found that there was a round platform made of branches, and thousands of newly grown winged people jumped from here every year. Either condense your wings and become a qualified wingman, or you fall to pieces.

"Bai Yan, don't look at it yet." Bai Yan had just climbed onto the round platform when Bi Yifei suddenly covered his eyes with his hands from behind. Her hands were cold and soft, and Bai Yan had never felt so comfortable.

Bi Yifei slowly moved to the edge of the round platform with Bai Yan, and slowly removed his hands, "Look below, isn't it beautiful?!" ”

Bai Yan was stunned when he looked down for the first time, he had never tried to look down on a city from above, and it was a city that never sleeped.

The ancient tree is located not only in the middle of the Wing Forest, but also in the very center of the Sky Castle, and from the top of the tree, you can see the whole castle, not because of the size of the castle, but because the ancient tree is too tall. Bai Yan stared blankly below, and the city was full of candle flames, like day. The Winged Forest in the distance is much darker, but there is also a faint light, than Winged Fei said, those immovable lights are the homes of the people in the Winged Forest, and those that move are swarms of fireflies in the forest.

Bai Yan looked at the Winged Forest in the distance, as if he was looking at the bright starry sky.

At this time, the night sky, a full moon, is as clear as a mirror.

Bai Yan looked at Biyifei beside him, and then looked at the lights in the distance, and suddenly fell in love with this forest.