Night.

Zeng Yi was lying on the roof of a wooden house, looking up at the bright moon in the sky, while Xiao Ju was beside Zeng Yi, curled up into a ball of fluffy meat, resting quietly.

This wooden house is Zeng Yi's dormitory in Shrek Academy.

Originally, Flender wanted Zeng Yi and Dai Mubai to live in a dormitory, which could also make Zeng Yi and the students closer to each other, but Zeng Yi did not agree, but chose to live alone, and the dormitory also chose a house on the edge of the college.

In short, Zeng Yi doesn't like to be gregarious. The feeling of being alone made him feel more relaxed.

Perhaps, it is because of these years of wandering life that I have become accustomed to this atmosphere.

There is also Zeng Yi's ronin passive, which not only has the ability to improve his strength when fighting alone, but also accelerates the effect of soul power cultivation when cultivating.

The bright moonlight was scattered on his face, and his eyes looked at the sky attentively, a little distracted. The space around him was silent, and the cool night breeze gently blew his body, and his green shirt and long black hair gently swayed.

From time to time, there was also the sound of insects and frogs, and this quiet atmosphere made Zeng Yi enjoy it very much.

For a while, Zeng Yi seemed to hear something, and as soon as his palm appeared, a bamboo flute about two feet long appeared in his hand.

Looking at this bamboo flute, Zeng Yi's eyes revealed a look of nostalgia.

This bamboo flute was obtained from the dean of this Shrek Academy, Flender.

I thought that the encounter at that time was just a momentary memory, like passing by with a stranger, but who would have thought that he would now become a student of his academy.

Let's just do it first, anyway, I'm a wandering with no direction, so it's better to stay here for a while, and by the way, enjoy the growth process of these protagonists, which is also a great fun.

Thinking of this in his heart, Zeng Yi couldn't help but smile.

I won't stay long anyway.

"Enjoy this peaceful and peaceful life, take advantage of the moment. In the future, there will be no chance. ”

Zeng Yi said softly, picked up the bamboo flute and blew it, the sound of the flute came from the bamboo flute, the music was slightly low, dignified for a while, gentle for a while, echoing under the silent night sky, long and continuous, and the rhythm was ethereal.

Under the moonlight, a pretty figure was moving towards this side, and suddenly, an ethereal sound of flute was heard in the distance, which made her pause and stop in place.

"This is the sound of Xiao music, in that direction, is Zeng Yi's dormitory, is he playing music?"

Listening carefully to the direction where the sound of the flute came from, Zhu Zhuqing identified the place where the music was located, which was where Zeng Yi lived.

Can he make music?

Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

Although she has not been with Zeng Yi for a long time, Zeng Yi has a deep impression on her, seeing that Zeng Yi usually smiles and grins, is not serious, and looks like a child, no matter how you think about it, she will not be such an elegant person who can play music.

This thought flashed in his heart, and Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but shake his head, feeling ridiculous about his idea.

The soles of his feet touched the ground, and his body quickly ran in the direction of Zeng Yi's dormitory, his steps were silent, like a ghost.

The sound of the flute in his ears became clearer and clearer, and after about ten meters, Zhu Zhuqing's figure appeared in front of Zeng Yi's dormitory.

Looking at it, I saw Zeng Yi sitting on the roof, holding a bamboo flute in both hands and playing it gently.

Under this bright moonlight, Zhu Zhuqing could clearly see Zeng Yi's figure, and at this time, he was playing the flute music with his eyes closed. Under the moonlight, the handsome face looked focused, but also a little silent and sad.

The long-haired green shirt fluttered gently with the cool night breeze, with a leisurely and fleeting temperament.

The music is melodious, but there is a desolate and lonely artistic conception, which makes people feel sad.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Zeng Yi's figure, and felt loneliness, sorrow and sadness from this figure.

The sound of the flute, which is full of sadness and loneliness, echoes in the night, and the surrounding atmosphere becomes low and somewhat depressing, which makes people feel lonely and sad.

Zeng Yi didn't seem to notice Zhu Zhuqing's arrival, and continued to immerse himself in the sound of his flute. And Zhu Zhuqing didn't make a sound, standing silently to the side, looking at Zeng Yi's figure with Ying Ying eyes, and listening to his playing quietly.

A few minutes later, the sound of the flute stopped, Zeng Yi withdrew the bamboo flute, and looked at Zhu Zhuqing on the side with an indifferent gaze.

Zeng Yi had already found out about Zhu Zhuqing's arrival, but this made him a little surprised, why did Zhu Zhuqing come back to find him at night.

But Zeng Yi was playing the flute music and didn't pay attention to her immediately.

If you come, then appreciate your own operation.

Seeing that Zhu Zhuqing was still immersed in the artistic conception of his Xiao music and did not come back to his senses, Zeng Yi nodded with satisfaction.

"Xiao Zhu, if you don't rest at night, what are you doing here?" Zeng Yi asked lightly.

"Huh?"

Zhu Zhuqing was stunned for a moment, then immediately came back to his senses, looked up, and saw Zeng Yi standing on the roof, looking at himself condescendingly, with a faint smile on his face.

She didn't like to be stared at condescendingly like this, so she jumped on the roof lightly with a little soles of her feet, and stood firmly opposite Zeng Yi.

"Meow"

A cute meow sounded, and a ball of silver fluffy meat jumped towards Zhu Zhuqing at high speed.

Seeing this figure clearly, Zhu Zhuqing's cold expression became much softer, and he stretched out two slender jade hands to catch Xiao Ju steadily, hugging it and leaning in front of his face.

Xiao Ju stretched out her little pink soft tongue and licked it on Zhu Zhuqing's pretty and fair face. There was a little itchy feeling, which made her chuckle.

Xiao Ju really likes Xiao Zhu very much! Could it be because Xiao Zhu Wusoul is also a cat, so Xiao Ju thinks she is her kind, so she has a great affection for her?

Looking at Xiao Ju who was hugged by Zhu Zhuqing, Zeng Yi didn't just think so.

But what is she doing here?

Zeng Yi was a little puzzled, this big night, the night was dark and the wind was high, and the lonely men and widows were lonely, if others saw it, there would be very bad rumors.

You're causing me trouble! Zhu Zhuqing.

Zeng Yi couldn't help but shake his head.

looked at Zhu Zhuqing carefully, Zeng Yi found that she was wearing a black power suit, the tight-fitting clothes highlighted her fiery figure that did not meet her age, and her waist-length black hair was also tied into a ponytail, which looked a little heroic.

Zeng Yi also noticed that Zhu Zhuqing was wearing a silver bracelet on both wrists. Not only on the wrists, but also on the ankles.

This is? Weight training?

"You're also practicing at night?" Zeng Yi couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, when I suddenly heard the sound of flute music, I couldn't help but come over to take a look, but I didn't expect you to play." Zhu Zhuqing nodded and said.

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing admit, Zeng Yi was a little surprised.

"With such a big training task during the day, and secretly carrying out weight-bearing cultivation at night, Xiao Zhu, your efforts are really impressive." Zeng Yi couldn't help but sigh.

Indeed, judging from the performance of the Shrek Seven, except for Tang San, this Zhu Zhuqing is the hardest-working. When others complained about the heavy amount of training, she was the only one who had no emotion and always silently completed the tasks assigned by the master.

Zeng Yi remembered that Zhu Zhuqing now seemed to be a twenty-ninth level of soul power, and he was about to break through to the realm of Soul Venerable.

However, in Zeng Yi's memory, he remembered that at this point in time of the original book, Zhu Zhuqing didn't seem to be so powerful, and his soul power was weaker than that of Ma Hongjun, a fat man.

But now, Zhu Zhuqing's soul power is level twenty-nine, and Ma Hongjun's soul power is level twenty-eight.

This...... If you taught her a little cultivation method by yourself, can you have such a big improvement?

Am I really gifted in teaching?

Zeng Yi couldn't help but think.

"But I still have to warn Xiao Zhu that excessive training will backfire. Having time to relax your nerves, tense your mind, enjoy it carefully, and feel life will be more helpful in your practice. Zeng Yi reminded Zhu Zhuqing.

Hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but ponder.

Zeng Yi's teaching to her at the beginning made her strength greatly improved.

Therefore, Zhu Zhuqing has a lot of trust in Zeng Yi's teachings. She thinks that since Zeng Yi said such a thing, it must have a reason.

Perhaps, you should listen to his advice and calm your mind, so that you may be able to feel more things.

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