I didn't have anything to say: "May I ask Brother Tai, your surname?" When Wen Crepe said the words, he felt goosebumps fall all over his body.

The young man in gray replied: "The little surname is Luo, and the name is Lianzhi." ”

I let out an "oh" and didn't know what to say.

So I drank peach blossom wine silently with him.

Later, it was Luo Lianzhi's turn to come forward to exchange spells.

His spells are extremely skilled.

A five-fire sword in his hand, wielding it vigorously and quickly, the five fires of fire in the air, fire in stone, fire in wood, samadhi fire, and mortal fire burst out synthetically, with an unstoppable momentum, the flames soared several feet high, and the black smoke swept the ground and clouds three feet.

Others disagreed.

I heard them whispering.

"This is the first place in the last competition of the law of survival of the fittest?"

"Yes, it's him."

"I heard that he was from a civilian background, and his parents died young. Because of his good qualifications, the spiritual root point quality content reached eighty, and he was able to worship the end of the sentence as a teacher, and at the age of five hundred, his spell cultivation had reached the fifth level. ”

"He's more than a thousand years old this year, right? Despite the first place in the law of survival of the fittest, he was promoted to the upper werewolf. But in the end, the background is not good, and it is not welcomed. ”

"The carp jumps over the dragon gate. Just jumped over the gantry, so what? After all, it is a carp, and it can't become a dragon. ”

It seems that it is not only me who is not welcomed, but also the gray werewolf named Luolianzhi.

I drank too much peach blossom wine and felt a little dizzy.

Inexplicably, I got annoyed, and sneaked out of the hall while no one was paying attention. Very boring to wander around, unconsciously, to the back garden.

The back garden is small and beautifully small. The pavement is paved with small cobblestones, and there is a green vine across the red wall, draped in leaves, winding upwards.

Not far away there is a lotus pond with a domed pavilion built into the pool. The water of the pond is clear, and you can see the green aquatic plants at the bottom of the lake, the figures of fish swimming, and the lotus leaves like jasper plates stand in it.

Next to it is a delicate rockery built of beautiful stones.

Behind the rockery, there are exquisite pavilions. The verdant pine, cypress and bamboo are dotted, which is beautiful and chic, and full of interest.

At this point, dusk has arrived.

The setting sun dyed the other side of the sky golden yellow, and the brilliant glow shrouded the earth, falling on the high and low temples near and far, and the surrounding scenery was like a dream.

I had nothing to do, lying on the railing of the lotus pond and watching the fish in the water.

The fish are beautiful, they are different in color and shape.

There are red, yellow, scales flashing, weaving various patterns on the body, some with a little red on the head and white on the body, and some black and white.

The fish are in the water, swimming and swimming, chasing and playing.

I don't think I'm even as good as a fish in the water.

These fish are much freer and happier than I am.

I sighed, depressed, and listlessly walked to the pavilion and sat down. For some reason, the mood is inexplicably low.

I lifted my legs, wanted to sit or not, and leaned lazily on the back of the stone bench. hummed the song "My Fair Lady, Gentleman is Good" in a low voice,—— in fact, I really want to sing a song, I am in a bad mood, yelling and screaming, and there will be no troubles.

But I have a thief's heart and no guts.

In case the emperor is yelled at, how can it be sad.

After humming a song, I couldn't get enough of it, and I whistled out of tune, and blew the tune of "My Fair Lady, Gentleman" from beginning to end.

Hanger Lang Lang, full of ruffianism.