The night is getting deeper and deeper, and Song Ziyuan's eyes are flashing with a white flash, like the gentle brilliance of flowing water, "Bu Jiao, on the battlefield, you don't have to feel guilty for not being able to save and protect the lives of your comrades-in-arms, on the battlefield, the most important thing is to live, live for yourself, live for your dead comrades-in-arms, and take a look at this beautiful world." Song Ziyuan's voice was low and warm, and in his deep and deep eyes, there was a deep wisdom and firmness as deep as the sea, and he looked at Shen Bujiao fixedly.

Song Ziyuan's eyes are always sharp and deep, like a bright galaxy, like a vast sea, and he can always inadvertently and easily stir the heart of a young girl.

Shen Bujiao is a girl, but she is indifferent to Song Ziyuan's beauty and charm, although she is talented along the way, but she still goes through hardships and dangers along the way, passing five levels and killing six generals, seeing the magnificence of mountains and seas, and the vastness of the void, these are tumbling in her heart, constantly pushing her forward.

Before Zhou Tianche came, Zhou Tianche thought that she was sorry for her partner who died in the strange tide of the void a year ago, and she couldn't sleep at night and couldn't let go, so she comforted her, but in fact, it wasn't what Zhou Tianche thought it was, but for Zhou Tianche's kindness, Shen Bujiao took it, so he said thank you.

In contrast, Song Ziyuan, who is known for his intelligence and thoughtfulness, has always been a leader in seeing through people's hearts, and easily saw through Shen Bujie's most hidden worries in the depths of his heart, and his words hit Shen Bujiao's heart truthfully and straightforwardly.

"Live...... Make move?! Shen Bujiao muttered and repeated, Song Ziyuan's words pulled her heart immersed in pain up little by little, the ethereal voice blew far away along the night wind, her fingers were clasped on her knees, and there was a little bit of a point, Song Ziyuan was sitting on the lap, chic and sparse, always smiling plainly and gently, those eyes seemed to be able to shine into people's hearts.

Shen Bujiao quietly thought about Song Ziyuan's words, the word alive, from doubt, to clarity, to calmness, Shen Bujiao slowly raised his head that hung down unconsciously, and the temperament of the whole person suddenly changed, Song Ziyuan was the first to notice this change in Shen Bujiao, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and his eyes were bright and bright, like the stars flowing with clear light.

In an instant, the aura swept like a storm, Shen Bujiao didn't know when he was sitting cross-legged, the dexterous and slender white yarn fluttered like a butterfly in the autumn wind, and Shen Bujiao's whole person entered the realm of Xuan and Xuan.

Song Ziyuan smiled lightly, his eyes were deep, and he looked into the distance, of course he knew that Shen Bujiao was a breakthrough in the realm after breaking through the heart barrier, Shen Bujiao was extremely talented, even in the military academy where Tianjiao gathered, her talent could be praised as excellent, not only that, but she was also praised in other aspects.

Shen Bujiao's identity is special, not only because of her identity as the lord of the waterway, but also because she has entered the Binding Sea Tower and met the lord of the country, and more importantly, the bound spirit that is related to the future of the entire Futong is by her side, whether it is out of his appreciation for her, or the importance of her own existence, Song Ziyuan's attention to her is essential.

Several equally excellent students who have a good relationship with Shen Bujiao are also within the scope of his observation, they have their own merits, and it is inevitable that they have their own advantages, but in terms of personality, they also have shortcomings that cannot be ignored, and Shen Bujiao is in it, and many times she plays a good role in adjusting, she does not play the role of a leader in the team, and most of this role is Xi Fanghua and Mu Qingming.

And Shen Bujiao, seemingly inconspicuous, is actually very important, she has a transparent temperament, has enough sense of security, and never hesitates to release her kindness and tenderness to others, she has not seen the darkness and unbearable in this world, nor has she not witnessed the filth and filth of this world, but she is still her, walk her way, keep her etiquette, repay her country, do not blind her eyes because of darkness, do not extinguish the flame in her heart because of the cold, and do not shake her faith and determination because of foreign objects.

Where the heart desires, the past is always followed.

Stubborn and mean like Yun Jingxiao, she has never forgiven people in her mouth, of course, Yun Jingxiao has never been the kind of person with a knife mouth and a tofu heart, her heart is the same as her mouth, the same as the inside and the outside, the same cold, the same mean and tricky, indifferent and resolute.

But for Shen Bujiao, Yun Jingxiao's attitude has changed subtly, Song Ziyuan is observant, and he is accustomed to speculating on people's hearts as his own responsibility, although he does not often contact them, but he knows his temperament.

The night is dark, Shen Bujiao's eyebrows are like Yuandai, Zhong Lingyu is beautiful, the moon is full of makeup, the clothes are light, the bell under the eaves of the corridor makes a crisp sound, the wind is clear, the frost is cold, the residual powder is like snow, Song Ziyuan looked up to see the flickering sky, the sky is like a net, the galaxy is reflected, countless flickering shimmers across the eternal light turn into silver rivers pouring down from the sky, the light from the past condenses the eternal wishes, flowing with hope for the future......

When Shen Bujiao woke up from the promotion, it was already dawn, the clusters of petals swaying in the morning breeze condensed the comfort of nature all night, the green bamboo forest reflected in the morning light, and the tail of the thin leaves was decorated with crystal clear dewdrops, which seemed to hold last night's dream, smart and delicate.

All of this is extremely fresh and beautiful, the mountains are far away, the sky is high, the clouds are light, and the flowers are fragrant.

"Jindan mid-term." Song Ziyuan's low and slightly smiling voice suddenly sounded beside Shen Bujiao, Shen Bujiao was startled, her heart leaked, she didn't even notice Song Ziyuan's existence, she had been immersed in the joy brought by the promotion and the unique rhythm of nature just now, she thought that Song Ziyuan had already left, after all, her promotion time was not short.

"The first one." Shen Bujiao bowed his head lightly towards Song Ziyuan, Song Ziyuan is such a smart and keen person, Shen Bujiao's momentary surprise certainly couldn't escape his eyes, he chuckled, with a free and easy and calm, like a cloud, if the wind is clear, "It is dangerous to advance, someone needs to protect the Fa for you here." ”

The promotion of each layer is natural, but it is not a matter of course, there are still many crises, the number of monks who fall in the promotion process can be quite a lot every year, the surge of spiritual power, the safety of the environment, and the change of their own mood...... are all crucial influencing factors, and many times, a thought is a life.

Therefore, in the promotion, someone supports you from the side and takes action in time at a critical moment, which is undoubtedly an extra guarantee.

Shen Bujiao has always been a person on the way to the promotion before, no one has ever given her the Dharma protector, she is also in a state of ignorance of this, this so-called ignorant is fearless, and does not feel that it is a dangerous thing to do, but even if she knows, it will not help, every time she upgrades is something she did not expect, just like this time, she was caught off guard, the opportunity to advance was so sudden, unexpected, think about it carefully, but it is reasonable, what she is talking about is nothing more than a fate.