"Alas, what is the meaning of life?!"

A man with delicate facial features sat on the roof of a university dormitory and lamented, his name is Mo Fan, a third-year medical surgery student this year, that is, the doctor who will operate on the operating table in the future.

In the eyes of outsiders, he is a school grass bully who plays with a scalpel, but those who know him basically know that Mo Fan is a serious person with comic paranoia full of inner drama.

At this time, he stayed alone on the roof of the building, thinking about what is the meaning of life?

Is it possible to waste your life, become a general manager in a promotion and salary increase, become a CEO, marry Bai Fumei, and reach the peak of life?

The life of ordinary people!

Mo Fan's paranoia was committed, he looked at the clouds floating in the sky, and longed for a tense and exciting life in his heart, such as cultivating immortals and becoming gods!

What feet step on the sun, moon and stars, sword slashes the sky, and destroys all things in one hand, that scene!

Jingle bells!

The morning bell that rang across the campus pulled Mo Fan back from his fugue.

He patted his cheek, and the boring life had to go on!

Today's first session is the counselor's class meeting, thinking of his face when he was criticized by Wu Fatzi, Mo Fan hurriedly quickened his pace and ran towards the classroom.

After a while, he looked out the window and saw that the people were basically there, well, including Wu Fatzi standing on the podium.

Wu Suowei, also known as Indifferent, his classmates nicknamed him Wu Fatzi in private, and his temper was not very good, and he taught the students that his mouth was like firing a machine gun.

Mo Fan walked to the door on thin ice, glanced at it secretly, and first noticed that the boys in the class were looking at him with resentment.

Mo Fan: "???"

He looked confused, didn't I just be late? And it was me who was scolded, what do you mean by these eyes?

"Mo Fan!"

Wu Fatzi stared at himself with a face, and said in an extremely unkind tone: "Count it yourself, this is about to be promoted to senior, have you been late and absent from class a hundred times!"

Mo Fan lowered his head and didn't say a word, he didn't dare to talk back with his results, because he tried, but later he was trained even worse.

Although Wu Fatzi has a bad temper, he also has teacher morality, and his mouth is like a machine gun after educating Mo Fan for ten minutes, he put him in.

His seat was in the back, and all the boys saluted him all the way, but ...... All he felt was murderous.

Mo Fan raised his eyebrows, and he found that there was a short-haired girl next to his seat who was looking through the textbook with her head down.

Mo Fan returned to his seat and asked very politely, "Classmate, are you?"

The short-haired girl raised her head and looked at Mo Fan.

"Hiss!!" Mo Fan couldn't help but gasp when he saw this girl's face.

it, this ...... This...... The clear and bright pupils, the curved willow eyebrows, the long eyelashes tremble slightly, the fair and flawless skin reveals a faint red pink, and the thin lips are delicate like rose petals.

The most important thing is that temperament, she is different from ordinary beauties, and her body naturally exudes elegance that is not in contact with the world, which can be viewed from a distance and cannot be used for profanity.

The girl smiled at Mo Fan, and said in that ethereal but beautiful voice: "Hello, I am a transfer student, my name is Qian Yuxi, please take care of it in the future!"

Mo Fan was stunned for a while, then came back to his senses and introduced himself: "Ahem, classmate Qian Yuxi, it's okay to call me Mo Fan, if you have any difficulties in the future, you can come to me and help you solve them!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, this was their first time meeting, and they got along quite well......

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In the evening, Mo Fan said goodbye to the beautiful women at the same table, he stayed alone in the dormitory to read novels, and several of his roommates went to the Internet café to open the dark every day, leaving Mo Fan, the only scholar.

Looking at the novel on the mobile phone screen, Mo Fan was addicted, and in his mind, he made up his brain as the protagonist in the book, what thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, Mo bullied the young man to be poor, holding a huge ruler in his hand, and the red faces around him one after another, the coolest thing was the duel with the enemy in the passage, which made Mo Fan a little enthusiastic.

Boom! Boom!

The explosion of thunder woke Mo Fan up, he looked at the sky outside the window, under the dark curtain, the clouds continued to gather, and the wind also took advantage of the situation.

It's going to rain.

Mo Fan was a little depressed, he just dried the sheet this morning, and he had to run upstairs to get it, so angry!

Anyway, it's winter, will it rain for Mao?

Mo Fan thought in his heart, put on a coat and hurried to the roof of the building.

In the dark, a big man with the power to stir the world is about to be born.

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On the rooftop, Qian Yuxi is condescending, holding a long sword, her hair rises with the wind, and her messy hair exudes a different kind of charm.

With sharp eyes, she slowly raised her head, and what caught her eyes was the thunderous clouds, under the delicate face, the corners of her mouth rose, and her eyes flashed with excitement.

"It's time to be promoted to the third grade......"

Qian Yuxi clenched her long sword, stared at the thunderous clouds, and sighed secretly.

Cultivating immortals is already going against the sky, and the most unavoidable thing for monks on the avenue of cultivation is the heavenly tribulation.

The Heavenly Tribulation is the representative of the power of heavenly punishment, which not only represents destruction, but also means new life, and all monks who successfully survive the Heavenly Tribulation will greatly improve their cultivation and advance to the next realm.

The tribulation below the fifth grade is very simple, if it is a product to the second grade, then you only need to bear two thunderstorms, the same, the second grade is promoted to the third grade, you only need to carry three thunderstorms to succeed, and there is one more thing, if you can't bear it in the tribulation, you can choose to give up, and the tribulation clouds will dissipate, but relatively, the next time you cross the tribulation, the power of the thunder will be doubled.

However, just because the number of times is low does not mean that the threat is of low difficulty......

Click!

A bolt of lightning suddenly appeared in the clouds, falling from the sky, and in a moment, the direction in which it landed was Qian Yuxi, who was standing at the highest point.

Her expression was grim, she secretly gritted her teeth, used her spiritual power, and raised the long sword in her hand, and the place where the peak pointed was the thunder that fell from the sky.

In a moment, the sharp blade of the sword collided with the thunder that had landed here in an instant, and the two touched......

"Bang......!"

There was a shocking sound! The thunderstorm was "falling snow", that is, the terrifying sound made by the contact between Qian Yuxi's long sword and the thunderstorm.

The thunder penetrated through the body of the "falling snow" until the hilt of the sword, and the sword body of the "falling snow" blocked the terrifying power of the thunder, and for a moment, under the resistance of the "falling snow", only the residual strength remained.

The remaining energy ran through the hilt of the sword, from the wrist to the arm, and then into Qian Yuxi's body.

Qian Yuxi felt that his body was tempered by the thunderstorm, and the thunderstorm disappeared completely.

After closing her eyes for a long time, she breathed a sigh of relief, combed her five fingers with messy green silk, and looked up at the catastrophic cloud again.

"It's a good start! I can do it!" Qian Yuxi secretly encouraged.

However, the thunderstorm continued to roll and brew in the clouds, and seeing its momentum, it seemed to be even more powerful than before.

I never thought that at this critical moment, the door ...... was pushed away.

Qian Yuxi felt the terrifying momentum in the sky, and the secret path was not good, and he was so careless that he even forgot to lock the door.

She glanced in the direction of the door, only to see Mo Fan looking at her with a confused expression.

"I'm rubbing...... You ......" Mo Fan saw this scene, his heart turned upside down, choked up and spit, and even stumbled to speak.

He swallowed his saliva again, forcing himself to calm down, thinking to himself that he was a good young man in the new era, how could he encounter this and not be calm?

"Classmate Qianyuxi!" Mo Fan finally suppressed his mood, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he collapsed again, and asked word by word: "You...... This is a cosm? It's dangerous, get down!"

Qian Yuxi: "......"

She had no intention of chatting with Mo Fan, because the thunder robbery was enhanced by the insertion of outsiders, and her already nervous state of mind because of Mo Fan's appearance became even more nervous.

She hurriedly turned her head and said, "Let's go!"

"Ahh

Qian Yuxi didn't expect the situation to become more and more serious, so she could only use her spiritual power and run towards Mo Fan's side.

She plans to use one person and one sword to resist the buffed thunder.

Mo Fan looked at the thunder that fell from the sky and approached the top of his head, his legs were already scared weak, and he could avoid the action as long as he closed the door, but at this time, he was also helpless and insufficient!

Maybe he knew that he was about to hang up, and Mo Fan's mind began to wander: Ah! I still remember that running in the sunset, it was my youth without regrets!

There was another flicker in front of him, and there was a shadow in front of him.

Thousand Feathers!

Mo Fan just noticed her, and the next moment, he was struck by a thunderbolt that fell from the sky, and because of its huge impact, Mo Fan was stunned.

She succeeded and failed.

Qian Yuxi knelt on one knee, a few drops of blood oozing from the corners of her mouth, her clothes were in tatters, and her hands were weak to hold the falling snow anymore.

She put it into the ring, stepped forward and dragged the unconscious Mo Fan, step by step towards the door, until she left the rooftop......

The clouds sensed the escape, and in a moment, they dissipated......

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Opened his eyes dimly, Mo Fan was not very conscious and covered his head, he felt some weight in his chest, looking at it, it was a blue-haired bird, the bird closed its eyes tightly, its feathers were somewhat damaged, it seemed to have been injured, but fortunately, the breath was still there, and it was not weak.

Mo Fan held the bird in the palm of his hand and found himself behind the door on the top of the building.

The memory gradually became clear, Mo Fan looked at the bird in his hand, and was stunned for dozens of seconds before accepting the fact in front of him.

Mo Fan swallowed his saliva, his breathing became more and more rapid, and he thought, could it be ...... This bird is a thousand feathers??!

The world is not as boring as he thought!