In the bamboo building

Zhao Qinhe's figure resurfaced from the place where it had disappeared.

He stretched out his arms, resisted the passion in his heart, maintained his usual iceberg face, and then looked around the room, making sure that no one else had entered the room when he entered the main god space, so he moved away from the heavy objects blocking the doors and windows and walked outside the bamboo building.

Walking out of the bamboo building, the dazzling sunlight shone on his face, and the bamboo building where he lived was an endless bamboo building on both sides, with the same specifications and appearance, except for the number written on the sign hanging on the door, there was no difference in the rest.

B three hundred and fifteen

This is the number engraved on the door plate of Zhao Qinhe's bamboo building, and the identities of the people living in these bamboo buildings are the same as Zhao Qinhe's, they are the children of the Lanshuang Zhao family, of course, all of them are ordinary children, like some people with better talent or higher status, they have other more high-end residences.

When Zhao Qinhe came out, the time was already a little late, and there were already a lot of people coming and going on the path outside the bamboo building.

From time to time, some people who were familiar with Zhao Qinhe said hello to him and hurried away, as if something was chasing him behind him.

Looking at this hurried and anxious crowd, Zhao Qinhe sighed with emotion, before today, he was like these people, rushing every day, just to fight for the pitiful cultivation resources.

But now it's different!

My destiny has been held in my own hands.

Thinking of this, Zhao Qinhe couldn't help but clench his fists for a while.

Just when he was still deeply emotional, he suddenly felt a pat on the shoulder, and at the same time, a girl's voice as crisp as a yellow bird sounded in his ears.

"Hey, Iceberg Face, what are you doing slowly? Today is the entrance ceremony of the new children, if you are late, you will see how the law enforcement elders teach you. ”

Hearing the sound, Zhao Qinhe turned his head to look, and a pale yellow color came into Zhao Qinhe's eyes, and then, a hand shook up and down in front of his eyes.

Looking up, it was a tall girl wearing a pale yellow light gauze dress, with a beautiful appearance.

"Something's wrong, man's wife!"

Zhao Qinhe glanced at the girl, and said with a cold poisonous tongue.

"You..." Hearing Zhao Qinhe's address to her, the girl suddenly became angry, and the rebuttal words were held back for a while, but in the end she still didn't scold.

"I'm not free today, let you go!"

After speaking, she punched Zhao Qinhe's shoulder with a retaliatory punch at lightning speed, and then her body turned, showing a gliding posture and quickly disappeared into the distance, obviously she used footwork to escape.

"The snake is wrong step, looking at this speed, her mastery of this footwork has improved greatly compared to before. ”

was punched by the girl, Zhao Qinhe did not feel angry, but commented on her footwork with interest.

The body is also fuller than before!

Looking at the girl's increasingly blurred figure, Zhao Qinhe looked at it in his heart.

The girl's name is Song Qilan, and like Zhao Qinhe, she is also a child of the Zhao family, and she is one of the few friends of the opposite sex who is familiar with him in the Zhao family. She is hearty and generous in life, acts aggressively, and sometimes behaves more manly than men. If it weren't for the fact that she looked like a beautiful word, no one would think she was a girl at all.

This Song Qilan is different from Zhao Qinhe, she is not a child of the Zhao family, but because her father Song Bin is an elder of the Zhao family, and his strength is also one of the best among many elders, she can also get the same treatment as the ordinary children of the Zhao family as a person with a foreign surname, and even in terms of cultivation resources, she can get a few points more than the ordinary children, who calls someone a good father.

Seeing that Song Qilan disappeared at the end of the trail, Zhao Qinhe shook his head and did not catch up, but still walked slowly.

"I used to walk on this road in a hurry, and I didn't take a good look at the scenery on both sides, but I didn't expect to take a closer look today, this green bamboo forest has a different flavor. ”

Zhao Qinhe walked on the trail, his eyes were on the bamboo forests on both sides of the trail, looking at the green bamboo forest, and he couldn't help but sigh.

was admiring, suddenly a slashing sound came from the front, his eyes slanted forward, only to see a figure looming under the cover of green bamboo, looking at its movements, the figure was holding an iron sword against the surrounding bamboo and constantly chopping.

Zhao Qinhe was curious in his heart, took a few steps forward, and after bypassing a few bamboos, he finally saw the true face of the figure.

It turned out to be a young girl, but the strange thing was that she was not wearing a women's long skirt but a men's light-colored blouse, her long black hair was tied into a long ponytail and hung down at the waist, and her beautiful and handsome face did not apply a trace of powder, and her skin was a healthy wheat color.

The girl was holding an iron sword and slashing at the bamboos around her, looking at her every move, it didn't look like she was slashing indiscriminately, but like practicing some swordsmanship.

Zhao Qinhe glanced at it a few times, and soon recognized that she was practicing an ordinary swordsmanship called "White Light Swordsmanship", this swordsmanship is nothing unusual or mysterious, it is just a low-level swordsmanship specially used to temper the muscles and bones and boil the body, almost everyone in the Zhao family can do it, and even Zhao Qinhe himself has learned a few tricks.

"What is there to practice in this sword technique?"

Zhao Qinhe felt a burst of curiosity, and couldn't help but slow down and take a few more looks.

The girl didn't notice that Zhao Qinhe was observing her, it was also possible that she had found out but didn't care, she just took care of herself and kept practicing one move after another, from the starting style to the final style, over and over again, cycle after cycle, as if she didn't know tiredness.

Looking at her cultivation, Zhao Qinhe's eyes gradually became solemn, and his eyes showed an unconcealed appreciation, not because of how exquisite her swordsmanship was, or because there was something ingenious, to be honest, her swordsmanship was simply not worth mentioning in Zhao Qinhe's eyes, not only rigid, but also full of flaws.

What he appreciated was her perseverance, over and over again, during the time he watched, she actually practiced an ordinary swordsmanship nearly a hundred times, she was sweating profusely, sweating like rain, but she still didn't have the momentum to stop, but gritted her teeth and continued to practice over and over again, this perseverance, this persistence, how to make Zhao Qinhe not feel admired.

Originally, he thought that he had worked hard enough in cultivation, but now that he saw this girl, he realized that compared to her, his previous so-called efforts were simply not worth mentioning.

How can a young girl be so persevering!

Zhao Qinhe stood on the path, his eyes kept on the girl's heroic face, speaking from the heart, in terms of appearance, she was slightly inferior to that Song Qilan, but Zhao Qinhe felt a trace of stubbornness and unyielding on her face, it was this stubborn and unyielding temperament, coupled with her heroic face, which gave people a strange desire to conquer.

He looked at the girl quietly, and the familiarity in his heart grew stronger.

I think I've seen her somewhere?!

Zhao Qinhe thought to himself secretly, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he finally remembered.

It's her!

Zhao Xiaoman, the widow of the late criminal law elder Zhao Bi'an.

Zhao Qinhe remembered the girl's information, his bright eyes suddenly darkened, and he couldn't help but feel a pity in his heart.

"It's her! ”

Thinking of her identity and looking at her desperate cultivation, Zhao Qinhe sighed in his heart.

"It's a pity! ”

This girl's name is Zhao Xiaoman, and she is also a member of the Zhao family, but she is different from ordinary children such as Zhao Qinhe, her status in the family is much higher, she is the immediate family member of the current head of the family, and she can barely afford to be a young lady in terms of status, plus her father Zhao Bi'an is also in an important position, and he is an elder in the Criminal Law Hall, and he can also be regarded as the pride of the sky in the past.

But all this is already yesterday's yellow flowers, and everything is drifting away with the wind.

Since her father's fall when he was attacked by traitors and his accomplices while hunting down a family traitor, her position in the Zhao family has plummeted, not only has she lost all the privileges she had in the past, but even everything her father left behind has been divided up by her former so-called uncles and uncles.

The first time Zhao Qinhe saw her was when her father's body was sent back to the clan, she hugged her father's body and cried pear blossoms with rain and pitiful, he never expected that this second meeting would be such a scene.

Zhao Qinhe looked at the way she continued to practice swordsmanship, and his heart was both emotional and sighing.

The feeling is that she was able to cheer up and continue to cultivate under the major blows of family destruction one after another, which is really admirable.

Sighing, Zhao Qinhe knew that no matter how hard she tried, her future had been determined after all.

As a girl who has no one to shelter, her appearance is her greatest original sin, and unless her qualifications are very good, her future is already sealed.

If it weren't used as a tool for marriage by the family, and marry other core members of other families as concubines, of course, the so-called concubines are actually playthings. Otherwise, it is used by the family as a prop to win people's hearts, and it is given to some family elders as maids to serve them.

If you're lucky, you might be able to meet someone younger, but if you're unlucky, you might have to serve some dying and decrepit.

Thinking about it, she also knew the future she might encounter, so she practiced desperately.

"Unfortunately, the qualifications are so poor. ”

Zhao Qinhe couldn't help but shake his head when he saw that Zhao Xiaoman had practiced the most ordinary swordsmanship over and over again, and still hadn't made any progress.

He sighed slightly in his heart, and then prepared to leave and watch no more.

But just as he was about to turn around, his eyes met hers, and he was stunned for a moment, and his heart throbbed.

Very familiar!

It is the gaze of hope and despair, the eyes of resignation and unyielding!

Just like me!

Seeing her complicated eyes, Zhao Qinhe couldn't help but think of the seventeen years of his life in the Lord God World, when his eyes were exactly the same as Zhao Xiaoman's now.

Now he finally has a chance to control his destiny, and what about her?

She's just one chance away!

Who can give her a chance?

I can!

Zhao Qinhe took a deep breath, his eyes flashing.

"I hope you don't let me down!"

Thinking about it, Zhao Qinhe flicked his fingers, and a little imperceptible light popped out of her fingers and entered her body without her noticing.

The reincarnation, the first person, is certain!