Ling Feng asked Qiao Shan if he would continue to run in the afternoon, or to put it another way, this was Qiao Shan's unique training method. The ability to escape www.biquge.info was not well learned, and how could he save his life Qiao Shan answered Ling Feng's doubts in this way.

At first, Ling Feng thought that this teacher was just trying to deal with himself. Talking nonsense, after all, let others believe what such an unreliable teacher said, and according to Ling Feng's compulsory course in the dead house, how arrogant the yellow hair is, how cold the white hair is, and the red hair! In short, the teacher should believe half and half of what he says.

Qiao Shirt said that there will be no training in the afternoon, and there will be a few days to leave this safe zone, so that you can relax and relax. So Ling Feng said that he wanted to go out for a walk. Qiao Yi didn't stop it, according to this little ghost's current ability, he can easily solve anything. Ling Feng smiled and said to Qiao Shan, "Teacher, you are really an empathetic person. I know we've worked hard for half a year. ”

Qiao Shan's eyes narrowed into a line, and he poked lightly at Ling Feng's head, and said angrily: "Little ghost, when is the teacher who said this not an empathetic person. Teacher, when did I force you to do any of the things, such as going to war, if any of you imps don't want to go, the teacher can leave you behind. ”

Ling Feng smiled, what Qiao Shan said was true, and he hadn't forced himself to do anything he didn't want to do until now, this is really wrong, could it be that I was willing until now, hell. Am I really the attribute of the recipient?

"Teacher........." Ling Feng wanted to speak and stopped.

"What do you want to say?" asked Qiao Shan.

"What I want to say is that you still don't feel at ease with me?" Ling Feng frowned, "The teacher doesn't have to go through all the people here to test me. I'm not going to kill someone who should be killed!"

"Then you tell me who should be killed and who should not be killed. Qiao asked him.

Ling Feng hesitated for a moment, then laughed and said, "Teacher, I lied to you. Anyway, why did you all lose to Chibon Yukaro, Chibon Yukizakura must be very strong! Must be very strong!"

With that, he lifted his feet and walked towards the door.

The little white paper doesn't know when it changed, and what it changed Ling Feng doesn't know, whether it was when he was stabbed in the stomach by Nangong Le's sword in the cultivation field, or when he was almost poked to death by Gaton's sharp horns in the fighting beast, in short, the current Ling Feng is no longer that little white paper.

The little white paper has become a little black paper.

In front of the gate of Ling Fengxing's Hilton Academy, standing in front of the words Dragon Flying and Phoenix Dance, he was stunned to see his god, and muttered to himself: "Your grandmother's, why is it the language of the protagonist." Looks like I'm the main character. ”

Ling Feng was about to step forward, squatting down to take a closer look, where did this dragon and snake, the powerful and powerful character come from, whether it was cursive, regular script, or the handwriting of the old man at Hilton.

If you're in a good mood, where can you buy a bottle of wine and drink it with a lurp. After that, I took advantage of the wine to copy it, maybe, I can't guarantee it, in case it becomes the only one in the world. And then he was discovered by that stupid scholar. He Lingfeng didn't leave a good name for the ages. Ling, on a certain day in a certain year, a certain month, and a certain day, he waved the sky, and his pen fell into a storm. Isn't it beautiful, wonderful?

Thinking of this, the corners of Ling Feng's mouth rose slightly. It's good to wear it to ancient times! It is also very good to borrow the Tang and Song poems of the ancients or the novels of the Ming and Qing dynasties, and it is also very good to copy other people's books for an official position, and maybe they can also go down in history, and my parents accidentally see the same name as their son from the book. I was surprised that these four people were the same age as my son, but I didn't know that it was written by my son, and it was copied if it wasn't right.

Why is it this nondescript world, and suddenly 10,000 grass and mud horses galloped past in my heart. But it's still good to have such a good-looking sister paper. This guy's happiness comes quickly, and sadness goes quickly.

People, isn't that how it should be, crazy happy when you're happy, crazy sad when you're sad. In this way, you can be worthy of your own emotions.

Thinking about it, but he didn't know when an old man appeared behind him, the old man stretched out his skinny hand and gently patted Ling Feng's shoulder: "Young man, what is this for!"

Ling Feng held the handful of black hair in his mouth, squatted in front of the word, was slapped by this, waved his hand and said: "What are you doing, why don't you go and get a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, young master, I am in a good mood today, and I want to recite poetry for the opposite." ”

After speaking, there was an urge to slap himself, this TMD is a different world, where did the pen, ink, paper and inkstone come from, Ling Feng slowly turned his head, and the old man used "Young man, where is the language are you talking about" Well, that's probably what it means, Ling Feng saw it.

"Grandpa, I didn't do anything. He smiled awkwardly. This old man is the guard who wanted to eat swan meat before the toad, and the folds on the old man's face are all speckled old age spots, and he looks like a dead man crawling out of a coffin, his face is pale and bloodless. It's really scary, but Ling Feng still respectfully called the old thing in front of him a grandfather in line with the traditional virtue of reading since childhood.

The corners of the old man's drooping eyes lifted slightly, and he smiled: "I didn't do anything! I don't think you're a good thing for this cursed black-haired family!

"It's not a good thing, you're ****** a good thing. "Ling Feng regretted this old thing a little, because the old thing looked at Ling Feng completely with the eyes of a thief who looked at you.

"Master, be calm!" the little devil didn't know when he ran out and comforted. "Calm down your sister. Ling Feng scolded in his heart.

"Really, master, then you have the ability to say it, but you should tell the old thing in front of you. Don't be angry at your artifact if you have nothing to do. Do you think of the spirit weapon as your dog!" The little devil pouted and said, "The dog will jump off the wall when he is in a hurry, not to mention that I am a noble demon! And why don't you scold the little angel, you know to yell at me all day long, you useless soft egg." ”

Ling Feng was speechless, his face darkened, and he said, "I only scolded you once, but you guy scolded me so much." And were you jealous just now? ”

"Nope!"

"Eat. ”

"No is nothing. ”

"You weren't jealous just now. "Ling Feng changed his method to trap the little devil. The little devil didn't think twice, and said as always, "No!"

"Look at it, I'm still jealous. ”

"You're tricking me!" said Angry Tooth Itch. "What do you mean by a routine, how ugly it is. I'm just teaching you a grammar. Don't you know that a double negative is a yes? Forget it. I won't quarrel with you anymore. I'm going to go for a walk. ”

Ling Feng raised his head and looked at the crisp sky, slowly turned around and said to the guard at the door, "I'm not a good thing, you're a good thing." Alright, old and good stuff. ”

"You ......"

"I'm something, I'm not something. If it weren't for the fact that you are old, I will see that I will not beat you half to death. Ling Feng snorted coldly and shook his hand away.

The old man can only eat coptis dumbly, and he can't say what he is suffering, but the other party is a young man, and he can beat him?

"Master, why don't you beat up the old guy and let him know that you are powerful. If I didn't beat him up, I wouldn't spare him. The little devil sat on Ling Feng's shoulder and said,

"What to fight, young people know how to fight, kill and kill, this is not good, we are cultured people. It's better not to use your hands to solve problems that can be solved with your mouth, right? Ling Feng said, "Although there are people in this world who kick their noses and eyes when they give their faces. Let's just say that the old man just now, I have already called him grandpa and gave him the steps down. Shameless for your face, there is no way to do it, so you have to scold it. This kind of person does not know that the most difficult thing to get along with is to get off the donkey. ”

"Tsk, master, you are really a sophisticated person. The little devil smacked his tongue.

Ling Feng smiled, put his hands in his pockets, and walked leisurely on the bluestone road, I don't know if it was the nobles or pedestrians who passed by cast surprised glances, Ling Feng Dan formed a road wherever he walked, and gave way one after another.

"Could it be that you are a bully who bullies men and women? Hey, what are you afraid of me like this, I won't eat you. Ling Feng thought to himself in distress, "You hillbillies who haven't seen black hair, my hometown is full of black-haired humans. When you see it, you must not be half frightened to death. Holding his head in his hands, he shouted desperately, password help, come and save me. ”

Ling Feng walked back and forth a few times, and found that there was still nothing fun, he wanted to relax, but he couldn't find a place to relax, there were no computers, no dramas, no figures, not to mention any hot spring hotels that Ling Feng had never been to. Even if there were, Ling Feng might not dare to go, and Shi Yin might kill himself. It's like a poppy smoker without a poppy in a dead house, which is deadly. Anime is the smoke of the wind.

Except for the uncle who sold weapons before, he was enthusiastically wielding the black sledgehammer in front of everyone to build weapons. There were also rude and shrill shouts. Ling Feng passed by and politely greeted the uncle, the uncle hurriedly dropped the work in his hand and ran over, hugged Ling Feng's shoulder, and smiled flatteringly: "Boy, your uncle and I hit a good knife today, you see that iron is like clay." He took out a sword that shone with a cold light, "Do you want to give it a try?" ”

Dare to love uncle, you are here to fool me into buying a knife, uncle, you are really sophisticated!

Ling Feng put aside the topic and said, "Uncle, aren't you afraid of me, I'm a cursed black-haired clan! The uncle scratched his head and smiled: "I'm afraid of a ball, I can't let you try it when you say this." After a pause, "Are you more terrible than the orcs of the Colosseum?" boy, in fact, I will tell you secretly! In fact, those nobles are well-dressed beasts. ”

"I know. It's even more terrifying than orcs, one spits bones, and the other doesn't even spit out bones, I don't know anything about people, and I don't know anything about them. Ling Feng replied, "Uncle, do you want to say that is not the case........." Ling Feng summoned the ghost, of course, it was still copied, and the sword broke the weapon that the uncle had just beaten, the treasure knife.

(To be continued.) )