Chapter 63: Sunny Days, Another Spring

"Two idiots!" the woman's beautiful eyes blinked slightly, she took a few steps back, and stood in the center of Lin Qin and the brocade-clothed man, resisting the endless killing intent for them. The slender plain female sword is like the rain silk of spring rain, soft but not broken.

However, no matter how soft the sword was, it still couldn't resist the endless killing intent after all. The good-looking fingertips were cut open by a small killing array, and the ten fingers were connected to the heart, and the woman's pupils couldn't help shrinking.

The light sword landed, and the last trace of strength, under the blasting of more than ten killings, turned into a regretful snort and landed on Lin Qin's chest. Lin Qin, who was unconscious, opened his tired eyes, and he felt something pressing on his chest. With a movement of his fingers, he touched the plain female sword.

Call!

A killing intent slashed, and Lin Qin raised the sword in his hand and slashed over.

Bang dang.

The sword snapped twice and landed on the ground. Lin Qin's hand hung down, but he touched the silky black waterfall, the unconscious hand moved a few inches slightly, the skin that could be broken by the blow, so that his unconscious hand seemed to become smart again, the breathing evenly, in his mind, he still understood that it was a person, and there was breathing.

Lin Qin moved sideways, and the figure that had fallen on his chest fell to the ground. At this time, he couldn't raise any strength, and he couldn't even hear the crazy call of the Dao Palace before. He was so tired that just closing his eyes for a short moment made him feel so good.

He turned sideways and pressed his shoulders over the petite frame, trying to put his back in as many lines as he could. The green gauze blew slightly, Lin Qin's consciousness was already blurred, and he couldn't see the delicate water hibiscus, the uncarved beauty.

Hiss!

Finally, there was a killing attack, which landed on Lin Qin's back without a long eye, causing him to wake up again after being drowsy. His eyes were finally fixed on the petite body beneath his body.

His hands were propped up, trying not to weigh too much on the green gauze woman.

The closed eyes, the long eyelashes, and the small, thin lips, Lin Qin thought of the little girl chasing under the snowy mountain that winter......

Strike!

Lin Qin pressed on his petite body, and Lin Qin, who was still growing his body, was not so heavy. The woman in Lin Qin's arms, under the veil, the faint smile, seemed to have returned to the snowy mountains, that winter, the taciturn teenager held her and rolled snowflakes, not sheets.

The endless killing intent struck again, just like the giant claws of the white bear back then.

The fluttering book, logically speaking, should have fallen to the ground a long time ago, but it was like a fallen leaf, fluttering down, not slowing down. With just four brushstrokes, it turned into a drop of ink, and the carriage came leisurely. The dark horse's spiritual eyes, and the golden bell around his neck.

The killing array in the mountains is like smoke.

Erased without leaving a trace.

Only the melodious sound of horses' hooves and the old man's song remained: "Return, return." The kid of our party is crazy and simple, and he has made a chapter, and I don't know why he cut it. ”

After the rain, the sky was clear, and on the peaks and peaks, three young people were lying together in broad daylight......

......

......

Thousands of miles away, but a dream.

Under a towering tree, the old man with a somewhat protruding frontal bone rested. Even if he dozed off, the old man sat so seriously. The scholar on one side held a book and read it silently. Looking up at the sky from time to time, he was worried that he wouldn't be able to reach his destination tonight and would be sleeping out again.

"Qianyou, why are you absent-minded in reading?" the old man opened his eyes, and his words were slightly reproachful.

The scholar saluted and said respectfully: "The master has to sleep for an hour every day, plus read for an hour, from ...... I'm worried that I'm going to sleep in the open tonight. ”

The old man stood up, straightened his clothes, and saw a wide river in front of him. This river, which has been flowing down from Dayan Mountain, has clear and clear water, running from north to south, running through the entire continent. There is a nice name, called Wangtianhe. If you arrive at the foot of Dayan Mountain in Beiyan, and look at the past from the bottom of the mountain, the river has been winding up, and it seems to be connected to the sky.

Further south, two branches branch out from the main branch. One to the west, the most lush forest in this continent - Luotian Forest, here is a gathering place for demon beasts, and the thirty-six heavenly demons are regarded as kings. These thirty-six Heavenly Demons, with the most ancient bloodline, are the objects that every spiritual cultivator is eager to conclude a natal blood contract. However, the arrogant Celestial Demons never casually conclude a blood pact with a spiritual cultivator, and they have an endless lifespan. As for the tributary to the east, it crosses the Great Immortal Domain.

As for the main branch, it naturally entered the scope of the Tianqing Empire. This empire, which has expanded to occupy half of the continent, is full of vitality, rich land, and Zhong Lingyuxiu. It is the center of the continent and a sign of prosperity.

The news of the master's trip to the south spread far and wide, causing the entire Nanqing chaebol and local tyrants to send people to invite lectures. The Tianqing Empire is vast, and the customs and habits of the people in the north and south are different, so it is natural to divide the people of Nanqing and the people of Beiqing.

was dug up three feet into the ground by the entire Nanqing, and the old master was disgraced, and he didn't even have the interest to travel south. He has a small belly, so when he is sleepy, he is used to loosening his belt a little, and he is wearing it now. He looked south and asked, "Qianyou, do you think that Mr. and I are particularly like a lost dog now?"

The scholar saluted respectfully and said, "The master is hot, how can he be like a lost dog." ”

"Yikes. This is just a phrase learned from Qianlu, return, return. The Master plucked a leaf and put it in his mouth and blew it. However, he asked, "A few days ago, Qianlu wrote a letter, what did he say?" He mentioned Qianlu, remembered that after drinking, he left the matter behind.

"Oh, Qian Lu said, while the master is traveling south, he has already reached the ...... of the official"

With a wave of his hand, the carriage had arrived, he got into the car, and said leisurely: "Okay, don't talk about it, let's go back to the academy." ”

"Wow. The scholar threw the book in his hand into the basket.

"Oh, by the way, send a message to announce that the academy will enroll students next spring. ”

The scholar turned his horse's head and asked, "Aren't all the matters of the academy's enrollment entrusted to the senior brother to manage?"

"Oh, it's me, take in the disciple. ”

Master's words were like a bombshell, and the scholar was stunned for a moment. If this spreads, not to mention the people of Tianqing, the young people of the entire continent will probably go crazy! However, the scholar has been with the old master for so long, and he has never been so embarrassed as he is today, and he blushed and asked, "What did you do to make the master dissatisfied?"

"Why, you're thinking too much. It's just that the spring breeze is proud, and the academy should also inject new blood, and everything will be renewed, and the cycle will start again. A dream, thinking about it, is also fate, let's see if this fate goes long or not. Ahem, there are too many words, return, return. The curtain fell, and a corner was lifted.

"I really miss Huang Siniang's ...... Braised pork...... "The old man's clear eyes looked south.

PS (Author, shouldn't it be Huang Siniang's family full of flowers?no, no, no, Huang Siniang's braised pork!It must be braised pork!)