Chapter 32: Two Swords

"Who?" Su Feng asked almost subconsciously at this sentence, he already understood this sentence in his heart, but because he was too surprised, he subconsciously still asked, so he almost subconsciously said coldly: "How is it possible!"

"Nothing is impossible, just as you didn't make a move because you believe in Mo Nannan, or believe in my junior brother, when you believe that then everything will come naturally. ”

"Ridiculous!"

"What's ridiculous? I think that I am the only one in the world who can teach people best. ”

"Humans and demons are incompatible! How can your academy solve the problem? This is your attitude? Don't talk about my demon race, I'm afraid that your human race countries will not agree at all. ”

"Teaching without class is not verbal talk, my academy is not without demons, not without demons. ”

Qingfeng's words were really as simple as Qingfeng, but Su Feng frowned deeply when he heard it, and he didn't dare to agree, he said: "There is no demon royal family, there is no demon royal family, why? ”

"Jokes. Qingfeng finally sneered, even if he sneered, he smiled so well, giving people a bit of a mechanical feeling, "Your demon clan can cooperate with others, why can't my academy accept the demon royal family as a disciple?"

Qingfeng smiled a little lightly: "Since my academy has said that there is no class in teaching, naturally it will not favor one over the other. ”

"There are no rules in this world, there is no square circle, just like you Qingfeng, you don't always follow the rules!"

"First of all, I, Qingfeng, never follow the rules, I just think that people should be straight, this is my gentleman's way. Aomine paused, thought for a moment and said, "I've never been a person who follows the rules, because my goal is to break the square circle in front of me, and as for the rules, my sword is my rules." ”

What Qingfeng said is not wrong, practice and practice, what is cultivation? Isn't it just to break the square circle in front of you? Fang Yuan breaks the natural rules. Sufeng can't argue with that.

They chatted about the same, because there was a person from the ancient forest, the place where Qingfeng came.

Dressed in white, neat and clean, the gentleman's sword hanging from his waist is elegant and chic, he is Ouyang Zheng, the gentleman's sword Ouyang Zheng.

Ouyang Zheng, who was on the periphery, felt the sword of the wind and rushed over in an instant! Demon Clan! Although he didn't like those young people because they were too arrogant, they were the most gorgeous wildflowers of the human race in the past thousand years, and they definitely couldn't die under the conspiracy of the Demon Clan.

"Qingfeng!" Ouyang Zheng was a little surprised, looked at Su Feng, pondered, smiled for a moment, smiled very happily!

The gentleman laughed like a street shrew, so loud and so presumptuous, which was naturally a very angry expression.

"The prince of the Tang Dynasty is really interesting. Ouyang Zheng summed up this sentence, summed it up very well, and at the same time showed his attitude, he was very angry, angry not because he was deceived, but because the prince of the Tang Dynasty would do such an unbearable behavior.

"Is the status of the Lord of the Tang Dynasty really so important?"

Ouyang Zheng asked very stupidly this question, but he was very serious, so Qingfeng and Su Feng replied respectfully and seriously.

"It doesn't matter. Aomine's answer.

"Important. Su Feng replied.

Ouyang Zheng sighed, shook his head, looked at Qingfeng, his expression calmed down, and said seriously: "Try a sword?"

Aomine's calm and regular expression finally smiled, he smiled happily, no longer so wooden, he said, "I've been waiting for you." "Waiting for you is naturally waiting for your sword, Qingfeng wants to fight with the Junzi Sword, because he wants to prove his Qingfeng Sword, his own sword.

Not for victory or fame, just for the sword, for his own sword, he clearly straightened up and stabbed the sword of Aomine.

Su Feng stood aside, very serious, he was the Shura Sword, stronger than the two of them, but he respected every sword intent, respected Qingfeng's sword to cut the Yellow River, and respected Ouyang Zheng's gentleman's sword. So he witnessed this battle very seriously

Except for the three of them, no one knew what had happened in this battle, only that the water of the Zhuan River had broken for the first time.

On the edge of the Zhuan River, an inner lake was formed, which was ten miles long, ten miles wide, and five miles deep.

There are countless ravines at the bottom of the inner lake, and if you look closely, there are countless sword marks of hundreds of zhang and thousands of slashes, which have ravaged this land and are devastated, and only the terrifying sword intent has made this inner lake roll and roar like a deep sea wave for several years.

This battle was very exciting, it belonged to the duel between swords and swords, and the excitement naturally alarmed some people, such as the two people playing chess in an inconspicuous temple in the wasteland.

An old man with gray hair like a majestic mountain, and a young man with a body as straight as a green mountain interspersed with clouds.

The chess played by young people, the fallen son, the cloth of the formation is called the trapped dragon, let you be the real dragon is ferocious, I am trapped by myself, so the shape of the chess pieces on the chessboard is very much like a coiled dragon, but there is nothing to be done about it when it roars in the sky.

Behind the old man stood a young girl, with a delicate face, with two twist rolls, her eyes were very watery, and her cheeks were two red, like dripping peaches, looking at the chessboard and pouting, very cute and pitiful.

Behind the young man stood a proud boy, his clothes were golden, his hair was golden, his eyebrows were golden, even the pupils erected were golden, he was very handsome, but because he was covered in gold and looked a little rustic, he was very proud, his head was raised, his eyes were above the top, and his expression showed disdain for anything.

He stood aside and didn't dare to be presumptuous, he was arrogant because he was arrogant himself, so no matter who you were, he still had this arrogant look, but he was very respectful, respected the two people who played chess, so he even breathed calmly.

"Sleepy dragon, sleepy dragon, what a sleepy dragon, this dragon is really stupid. The old man shook his head and smiled bitterly, sighed slightly, and his expression was a little gloomy.

"My academy will choose the master, the teacher said, the academy will not destroy the Tang Dynasty and prosper forever, not to mention that there is still an old man?"

"When did the boss of the academy learn to pat on the back? Tell you, your trick only works for your teacher. The old man touched his beard, and said that he was disdainful, but his expression was very high, as if he had eaten honey.

The little girl who was tired of standing on the side and wanted to squat looked at the old man and laughed: "Grandpa Taizong is not shy, the boss is not young and likes to listen to good words, the old man must be steady and know no!"

"Nonsense. The old man blew his beard and glared, and snorted, "The old man just wants young people to admire, Xiaoman is still young, you don't understand these things!"

"Who said I don't understand, Grandpa Taizong told Xiaoman to learn more from Brother Kong Mo, Brother Kong Mo said that the way of life needs to be modest, don't be exaggerated, otherwise it will be a laughing stock. ”

The old man glared at Kong Mo, Kong Mo's expression was still indifferent, and he even smiled slightly: "There is a book in the library of the academy, which pays attention to the way of being a person, and it is said that you also participated in the compilation of that book." ”

The old man couldn't hold back a word for a long time, if he refuted it, it would be a slap in the face and it would have no effect, he touched his snow-white beard and smiled: "The way of being a man, respecting the old and loving the young, this is a great good." ”

"Kong Mozun is an elder, and he also loves friends. ”

"You should speak for me, although it is a lie, but after all, it is comfortable, so it is good. ”

"You can respect the old, but you can't be bad for the young, and you will naturally tell the truth in front of them, Zi said"

"Stop!" the old man stopped and said angrily: "Zi said that you are big, tell you to read less and walk more, you don't believe it, look, now you have become a stupid goose." ”

"Brother Kong Mo is not stupid, she is handsome!"

"You little girl, turn your elbow out, right!

"Grandpa Taizong said that he wanted to learn more like Brother Kong Mo. Xiao Man pouted, teary eyes, hands behind his back, staring at his feet, so aggrieved, like a wet little narcissus, delicate grievances.

"Lao Tzu retracted that sentence!"

"Grandpa said that the girl who married out splashed the water, and the girl couldn't get it back, let alone the words!"

The old man is petrified, is there a connection between the two? But Xiaoman said it as if it was a big truth, but she still pretended to be so aggrieved, how could the wet little narcissus herself bear to pour any more drops?

The old man frowned, very painful, waved his hand, and said with a wry smile: "Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you, listen to your brother Kong Mo, you go to the little monk and bring him back." ”

"Hehe, okay, okay, Xiaoman must live up to his mission. After getting this order, the little girl burst into laughter, and ran out with a jump, where there were still grievances, it was simply a blooming sunflower, with a happy face.

"Xiao Jin, you can go too. ”

"Yes, master!"

The boy bowed, saluted, meticulously, and then withdrew from the temple, very fast, without dragging mud and water, rising to the sky, turning into a golden light, it is a big peng, golden wings, wings and flying high!