When Ah Jiu saw fifteen, he didn't sleep anymore. Tell him interesting things about the ninth floor in the past six months, or interesting things about the imperial capital.

The two laughed constantly, and Nanmu was woken up impatiently wanting to curse.

It's rare that he has been able to maintain a good cultivation for so long and hasn't been scolded. Sitting up from the bed, with sleepy eyes open, looking at the young man who was chatting happily with Ah Jiu.

He felt déjà vu, but he just couldn't remember where he had seen it.

It must be a student, maybe he recognized the wrong person.

Just before he could react, the young man turned his gaze to him and greeted him with a light smile: "Yo, Prince Nanmu." Long time no see? ”

Ignoring Prince Nanmu's stunned eyes, Ah Jiu blinked and asked Fifteen, "Is he really Prince Nanmu?" ”

"Someone said he wasn't?"

"The eldest lady said no. Because, the eldest lady thinks that Prince Nanmu is not so stupid. ”

Fifteen smiled, looked at Prince Nanmu again, held his chin and thought seriously for a few seconds, then turned back to Ah Jiu and said, "Don't say it, it's really quite similar." ”

Ah Jiu's smile was sunny, but Nanmu felt particularly dazzling. To be honest, if he could, he would never want to see someone like Ah Jiu in his life.

It completely turned his perception on its head. In the past, he felt that the sunshine gave people warmth, and the person with a sunny smile must be a gentle person who can give people warmth.

After a long time, I realized that the sun can also be an abyss, and the brighter the smile, the darker the heart.

In the early morning of the next day, the insect frog at No. 1 Mid-Levels was awakened by the graceful movements of its owner.

Fang Yishen's biological clock recovered, and the morning exercise that had been lost for a long time was picked up again by her.

In the early morning, the slightly humid air seemed to be full of aura, which made her feel comfortable all over.

I felt that Eleven's kung fu seemed to have grown again, and I unconsciously increased the strength of my feet.

With a "bang", Eleven was finally kicked in the ass and staggered forward.

I've been beaten many times, and the curtain call has become a conditioned reflex of the body. A second before he was facing the ground, he rolled over and sent his back to the ground.

"I feel like I've regressed, and I've really been raised." Fang Yishen rubbed his wrist and sighed with a smile.

During the period of amnesia, her sense of crisis also faded, and many times she relied on instinct to persevere, and her daily training actually fell behind.

At this time, remembering the feeling of helplessness in the past still made her unstoppable.

After sitting down and slowing down for a while, Fang Yishen got up and went to breakfast.

The oncoming morning glow made her mood gorgeous, and her whole body had inexhaustible strength.

"Fifteen and thirteen are not idle, call them over, stay for a long time."

"Yes, Miss."

Thirteen is good in other aspects, and his legs and feet are not as good as him and fifteen. Thinking of the habits of the eldest lady, Eleven began to sympathize with the thirteenth brother.

Thirteen who heard the call had a bitter face, he was a gardener, why did he always have to do things that did not conform to his identity, he didn't want to go.

"Did the eldest lady regain her memory?"

"Not so. Do you think you can hide from the beating for the rest of your life? Even if you can't think of it for the time being, one day you will be mentioned by Jun Shao. ”

Fifteen doesn't matter, he's a sparring partner anyway, and it's not him who gets beaten.

From a very early age, about when Fang Yishen was twelve years old. In the autumn of falling red, she has to have three friends to be her sparring partners every time.

When to win against her, you can graduate, which means that the sparring partner can be changed to someone else.

For so many years, the only ones who graduated were the earliest Wei Ning, Wei Ying and A San.

The eleven, thirteenth, and fifteenth who were selected later have not yet graduated.