Shen Bujiao waved her hand, the snow quickly melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, and transpired into water vapor, she urged: "Don't look at it, hurry up, go to Dianjiangtai after dinner in the evening!"

Within a certain range, in order to do things more conveniently, she can turn snow, but she can't stop the snow because of this, it's not that she can't do it, but she can't, the alternation of rain and snow is natural, the rise and fall of yin and yang is the norm, and she can't use her own ability to interfere with the operation of the heavenly way, the four seasons change, this is the rule they must abide by.

As soon as she heard Dianjiangtai, Ye Cheng's whole person was excited, Dianjiangtai was a tense, cruel, rugged and colorful and energetic place, where there were many excellent sword cultivators like them, the sword intent was vertical and horizontal, the sword light was intertwined, and her journey continued in the sword light and sword shadow.

Warlike is Ye Cheng's most obvious attribute, perhaps because of this, her sword intent can be so pure, and her swordsmanship can be so superb, every time she fights with a sword on the point platform, Shen Bujiao can clearly see something in Ye Cheng's body that ignites and inspires her soul.

"Good. Ye Cheng's subordinates couldn't help but speed up a little, the snow was still falling sparsely, and the bamboo frames that had been emptied were covered with snow one after another.

Yun Jingxiao walked briskly, with the same smile on the corner of his mouth, and smiled at Ye Cheng, who was lying on the bamboo frame and conscientiously tied his net pocket, "Tsk, you are so fast...... It's too slow, too. ”

Ye Cheng didn't raise his head when he heard this, "Are you done?"

Yun Jingxiao's chin was raised, and his eyes were raised, as if Ye Cheng had said something stupid, "It's already been done, hey, your winter pillow melon grows so small!"

Shen Bujiao was holding the other corner of the net bag, and when he heard Yun Jingxiao's words, he exclaimed: "This is still small, are you afraid that you are teasing me?!"

Yun Jingxiao pursed her lips, "Who is too idle to tease you." She pointed in a direction, "Go forward three hundred meters, turn right for the second one, I planted it, I have time to take a look and open my eyes." ”

Shen Bujiao's divine sense swept in the direction of Yun Jingxiao, Ye Cheng squinted, but because there were many students who were lying on or standing on the bamboo frame like her, and the winter pillow melon was embellished below, naturally he couldn't see anything, but in the next second, Shen Bujiao's unbelievable voice sounded, "I'll go, you belong to the winter pillow melon essence!"

Ye Cheng: "How old?"

Shen Bujiao tied the net pocket in three or two times, and compared it to the size of the winter pillow melon in Xia Yun Jingxiao, the big one was the two bigger ones they planted.

Shen Bujiao wanted to cry in the wind, why was he assigned the same task, and others did it better than him?

Ye Cheng comforted her, "It doesn't matter, let's not compare with anyone, besides, Yun Jingxiao's goods are open and hung on the planting of a piece, and they can't be compared, don't make yourself uncomfortable." ”

Yun Jingxiao crossed her arms and looked at her, and said with a smile: "Ye Cheng, can you still pursue a little, if you see something better than yourself, shouldn't you chase after it bravely! Your backbone, your will never admit defeat! Isn't it, Shen Bujiao!"

Shen Bujiao thought for half a second, and then slumped his shoulders down, "Forget it, it's nothing compared to you, and your talent can't be compared." ”

Yun Jingxiao glanced at Shen Bujiao and Ye Cheng, who looked like salted fish, with disgust, shook her head like an old mother, and then left in style.

Ye Cheng stretched out his hand behind him, "Yun Jingxiao, don't you stay and help your lovely roommates!"

Yun Jingxiao didn't reply, lazily stretched out a hand, waved, and walked forward without hesitation, without even pausing for a moment.

Ye Cheng's face was sad, "Sure enough, it's plastic sisterhood!"

Shen Bujiao: "......"

They hurried and hurried, and finally finished all their work on the eve of nightfall, went to the cafeteria to eat, and did not even rest, and went straight to Dianjiangtai.

Dianjiangtai is a place they must go to every day for the past year, and it has almost become a training ground after Qin Zheng's training.

Winter goes to spring, and spring is in full swing.

The gentle spring breeze blows, the willow branches bloom new green, look up, the red wall reflects the flowers, the white magnolia flutters with the wind, everything is fresh and beautiful.

Spring always gives people vitality, hope, and vigor, just like the thirty young people standing in front of them.

Qin Zheng's throat was a little blocked, he cleared his throat, and said in a sonorous voice facing everyone: "Let's not train today, I'm going to take you to a place." ”

A beam of light burst out in the eyes of the students below, it has been more than a year since they came to the Military Academy, except for some places that are expressly forbidden to go, they have all squeezed out time to take a look at other areas, at least they have to know the way out, and now Shen Bujiao will never get lost like he did at the beginning.

It's just that the way out is to get acquainted, but the opportunity is gone, for a year, they have been trained in the academy, don't even think about going out, think about it in vain.

When he first entered the Military Academy, Song Ziyuan told Shen Bujiao that the management of the Military Academy was strict, and he could only go out if he submitted a request slip to the top to get permission, Shen Bujie didn't feel different at first, and it was only now that she knew how difficult it was to get a slip!

In addition to the request slip, there is also a way to get out, that is, the annual lottery, the people who are selected have one day to go out, and the participants in the lottery are all the students left in this year, twelve classes, thirty people in one class, a total of 360 students, can be drawn, that must be the chosen one!

Shen Bujiao knew that her luck had never been very good, so she didn't have much hope in the beginning of this game that was destined to be won by luck, but having said that, there was still a little hope left in her heart, what if it was her!

Sure enough, the god of luck didn't even glance at the bird, and it was Zhuang Xu who drew it!

Zhuang Xu is the one who has a particularly good relationship with Mu Qingming, and I heard that the two knew each other before entering the Military Academy.

This man, whom all the students call the Chosen One, regardless of whether they knew each other before or not, and what their relationship was, had been friends since the moment he was chosen—and they needed his help to bring things in.

When people have freedom, they don't feel how rare and precious, and when they lose it, they regret it, the outside world may not be exciting, but it is enough to make this group of students who have been locked up for more than a year and have not even left the school gate to be fascinated.

The people in the market under the mountain are full of lights, carved saddles are galloping, and people are scattered...... At that time, it was just ordinary, but now that I think about it, it is the prosperity of the world.

Zhuang Xu was a very careful and thoughtful person, making a list full of things that the student asked him to help bring in, and the next day, Zhuang Xu walked out of the gate of the academy that shone with a cold cyan light in the eyes of expectant attention.

The students were beaming all day, it doesn't matter if people can't go out, it is also great to be able to taste the food outside, and listen to interesting anecdotes, but the good mood did not last long, and Zhuang Xu came back with a disgraced face before noon.