Chapter 232 242 Picturesque Beauty
At this moment, the night is already dark, and the atmosphere in the air and around it is gradually becoming quieter.
There was only the sound of the whirring wind, and the rest was only the sound of trees and cauliflowers shaking.
Against the dark background of the forest, Qianmo's figure walked away from the forest.
"Huh, Made, the movement is a little too big, since I brought that old man over, I was discovered one step later."
Falling to the ground, Qian Mo secretly patted his chest and sighed.
Looking back, in the dark forest, I was looking back at the building not far ahead.
It was his student dormitory.
"But fortunately, the master's light industry is good, and the operation is smooth, and he slipped out directly."
As he spoke, he looked around, and there was no figure, which meant that he had not been discovered.
Qian Mo, who breathed a sigh of relief, then trotted up slowly and headed towards the student dormitory.
When I came to the door, the door had already been closed, and there was only one light inside.
"It's miserable, it's going to be over the wall again." Qian Mo looked helpless, this is not the first time, every time I want to try my luck, but I didn't hit once, my luck is really bad.
After a sigh, he shrugged his shoulders and ran in the direction of the backyard of the dormitory.
Coming to the front of a city wall, Qian Mo raised his head and looked at this wall, which was almost five or six meters high, and there was still a trace of friction on it.
This is what Qianmo has left in the past few days.
"Hey, I'm going to climb this wall again, what if Mader is so tall if he falls down and dies?"
Qian Mo crossed his hands on his waist and twisted his head, looking impatient.
Subsequently, Qianmo's body beat rhythmically in place a few times, which was a preparatory warm-up.
Jumping and jumping, suddenly Qian Mo stopped jumping, and he stopped.
With a slap of his head, he suddenly sounded, he is so good at floating, why not? Why step on it and not fly up.
Shook his head: "Hey, it seems that cultivation will also cultivate fools." “
After closing himself for a while, his mind moved, and the mixed yuan Biqing flute suddenly appeared, but the difference was that his soul ring did not come out.
Follower, his feet gradually drifted off the ground, floating in the air.
After looking around and making sure that there was no one, he flew up to the wall five or six meters high as fast as he could.
Whoosh –
It's extremely fast.
In an instant, Qian Mo's body came to the top of the five or six meter city wall.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Qian Mo said: "I didn't expect the panoramic view of the dormitory to be like this. “
Three days ago, he didn't take a closer look, but jumped off and ran back to the dormitory.
looked at the light inside, except for the dripping lights, there was hardly a person, so Qian Mo slowly fell, sat on the top of the city wall, stretched a big lazy waist and took out a thing wrapped in brown paper from the soul guide, and after opening the paper, a big chicken leg appeared in front of his eyes.
And there's also steaming heat on it, it's hot.
"Well, yes, there is also a thermal insulation effect, sitting on the city wall, holding a big chicken leg in his hand, looking at the scene that comes to mind, if there is another pot of wine, it will be even more delicious."
As he spoke, Qian Mo lifted the chicken leg and sent it to his mouth, opened his mouth, and bit it violently.
Tear pull –
A dozen pieces of meat were not ripped off.
Let's haw, haw, haw-
The mouth is bulging, and the lips are full of oil and water.
"Yes, it's delicious." The muscles that filled his mouth were gradually swallowed into his stomach by Qianmo.
Gradually, one bite after another, looking at the incomparably dazzling moonlight in the sky, looking at the scene like Bauhinia City, it is like a painting of ink, the beauty of the painting.
There was only a bunch of eaten clean bones left in his hand, and he looked around at a yellow trash can three meters away.
Raise your hand, grab the bone and throw it forward.
The orbit of the bones flew like a parabola, straight into the trash can.
Plop –
A thud sounded.
"Okay, let's go back to the shower and sleep." As he spoke, he jumped down directly, the speed of his fall was very fast, and just as he was about to collide with the ground, suddenly, a stream of air emanated from Qian Mo's body, directly floating him in mid-air, but Qian Mo did not stop but flew towards his dormitory at the same time.
It's extremely fast.
Whoosh –
Soon, Qian Mo fell down at a small staircase in the dormitory, and his body fell to the ground.
He then walked into the hallway of the dormitory until he came to the door of his dormitory.
It's so late, I don't know if the four guys inside have slept, stretched out his hand, a stream of air appeared in his hand, and gently pushed the door open.
During the process, not the slightest sound came out.
After the door opened, the dormitory was already lit up, and it was quiet, only the sound of small breathing and some shaking of the quilt could be heard.
They all went to bed early. Qian Mo thought inwardly.
Then he raised his footsteps and walked in silently, and with a slight movement of his hand, he closed the door.
I went straight to my bed, tidied up and took out my bath clothes, and walked directly into the bathroom room on the small balcony outside, where there is a soundproof door, so there is no fear that the sound of the bath will wake them up.
Soon, in the bath room, the sound of water suddenly sounded.
Qian Mo lifted his hair, squeezed the shower gel, and then wiped it in his hand and then on his hair, constantly rubbing it.
After rubbing, the foam on his head was suddenly thick, and he stretched it out and washed it down with water.
Then wash your hair and wash all parts of your body.
When the sound of the water stopped, he raised his head suddenly, and the hair that had fallen down suddenly spilled down his back.
Drops of water are scattered from the fine hair.
"It's cool." Qian Mo closed his eyes and opened his mouth lightly, and his tone was slightly happy.
With his hand stretched out, he took the towel next to him, quickly dried his body, put on his clothes and went out of the balcony, and after leaving the balcony, he soaked his sweaty clothes in a bucket.
"Hey, it's really troublesome, you have to do your own laundry, it's better to be in the Holy Soul Pavilion, with a washing machine." Qian Mo propped his hands on the wall, his face full of reluctance.
It's reluctant, but there's no way around it, it's impossible to ask them to wash it for you.
I can only be wronged.
Soon, Qianmo's skillful operation, although the process was a little lazy, but fortunately, the clothes were finally washed, and then dried.
I opened the balcony door, walked in, returned to my bed, and lay down directly.
"I didn't expect to wash my clothes to make me look like this, the days to come will be long, it seems that I have to apply for a washing machine, Lao Tzu is here to practice, not to wash clothes."
Qianmo pressed his hand into the pillow, full of complaining voices.
In this way, Qian Mo didn't bother to move, and planned to sleep like this in his current position.
It's not pretty, but it's comfortable.
In this way, gradually, time passed little by little, and the sound of breathing remained in the dormitory, and the frequency was different.
"emmm~ my snacks..."
Will you still make a dream talk?