Ling Yun smiled, just took out a cigar from the Qiankun bag, he lit the cigar, spit out a puff of smoke rings, and said, "If I can't fulfill this vow within three years, then there is no need for me to exist." ”

As he spoke, Ling Yun turned around, smoking a cigarette, and his dashing figure slowly disappeared in the 357 courtyard.

Looking at Ling Yun's departing figure, Zhao Rong'er took out the painting that Ling Yun had painted for her before, and her beautiful and sexy eyes kept looking at this painting.

She looked at the painting motionlessly, looked at the sexy long legs, looked at the charm with a touch of sadness in the mess, looked at her and covered her chuckle, and in the chuckle, there were many sighs in his eyes.

No one knows what she is sighing, but in her sighing, it is very lonely and complicated.

Her body was motionless, her expression motionless, and it was only after a half-ring that she put away the painting in her hand.

"Even if you defeat me, even if you become the strongest disciple in the inner courtyard of Fengyun Academy, in the end, I will always die. Zhao Rong'er shook her head lonely.

............

After Ling Yun walked out of the 357 courtyard, due to his serious injuries, he vomited a mouthful of blood heavily, and then his entire mind disappeared with a movement.

After his body dissipated, Ling Yun reappeared in the dark world and came to the formation in the dark world.

Ling Nian was meditating in this formation now, he was now wearing a blue shirt and big white shorts, and the whole person looked very humorous, but when he saw Ling Yun appear, his meditating eyes opened.

"Dude, what's going on, why was he suddenly injured so badly that even the inside of his mouth was bleeding, this is not a good thing. Ling Nian hurriedly stood up, and he hurriedly supported Ling Yun with both hands, for fear that he would die.

Ling Yun couldn't help coughing twice, and said, "This is not a matter of face, hey, let me sit in this formation first."

As he spoke, Ling Yun sat down at the formation.

When Ling Yun sat down, there was still a twisted pain on his face, and his injuries didn't get much better, only when the white light in the formation disappeared into Ling Yun's body, his expression improved slightly.

And Ling Nian closed his eyes, as if he was feeling something, after a while, he opened his eyes and said: "I didn't expect you guy to love face so much, although I don't know what kind of move this 'stick hitting the dog' is, but it is very powerful, I didn't expect you to use such a powerful move, and you spared no effort to use it." ”

"You know everything that just happened, aren't you in this dark world, can't you go out?" Ling Yun said.

Ling Nian smiled and said, "I am the embodiment of a trace of your thoughts, if it is normal under normal circumstances, even if I want to break my head, I don't know what happened just now, but my trace of thoughts is in the baptism of the traces of time, but I have the qualifications to know." ”

Ling Yun sighed, and then said, "Okay, count you guys awesome." ”

"You haven't answered me yet, why do you insist on using it when you know that this 'stick beating dog's head' consumes a lot?" Ling Nian said.

"There's no way, do you want to see me bow down in the collision with that Zhao Rong'er? I will marry her as a wife in the future. Even though there was a trace of blood spilling from the corner of Ling Yun's mouth, there was infinite firmness in his whole person's eyes.

Ling Nian shook his head, and then said, "Since you want to marry Zhao Rong'er as your wife in the future, what should Xue Xue do, haven't you and Xue Xue been childhood sweethearts since childhood?"

Ling Nian's words made Ling Yun's body tremble slightly.

Seeing Ling Yun's body trembling, Ling Nian's words stopped, and at this moment, he didn't make a sound to disturb.

Ling Yun touched it from the Qiankun bag, and then took out a silver fishing rod, even in this dark night, this silver fishing rod was glowing with silver.

Ling Yun's eyes when he looked at this fishing rod were so tender, because this fishing rod brought him too many memories.

His right hand stroked the rod gently, although the rod was very new, but the action of his stroking the rod was so gentle, and the slightest tenderness contained all his feelings.

At this moment, he had forgotten the pain, he touched it from the bag again, and then touched a few hairs, and he looked at the hair with such an infatuated look.

His gaze looked over the rod, and then over the hairs.

After looking at the hairs, he sniffed them on the tip of his nose, and then closed his eyes, as if he was missing something.

"Brother Yun, accompany Xiaoxue to climb the mountain, and you will go digging out the bird's nest, isn't digging the bird's nest your favorite thing to do?"

"Fishing is very interesting, it stands to reason that every time I catch a fish, but I catch a king?"

"The so-called sword practice, that is, you can't use a gun, your spear is longer than a sword, it's not fair, I'll give you a sword, and then, you will use this sword to practice with me in the future." ”......

The voice kept ringing in Ling Yun's ears, even if it was a memory, even if it was that picture, it seemed so clear in the scenes.

While thinking, Ling Yun touched the Qiankun bag again, and then he took out a long sword, and the blade of this long sword was already covered with gaps.

His right hand gently stroked the blade of the long sword, and as he stroked, the sound of sword practice resounded in his ears.

After half a ring, Ling Yun stopped stroking the long sword's right hand, he put away the fishing rod, put away the few strands of hair, and put the long sword in his hand into the Qiankun bag.

Ling Nian touched the bag of the white shorts he was wearing, and then took out a cigar, he handed the cigar to Ling Yun, and said, "Let's take a sip first, the reality is so complicated, how to face it in the future is really a complicated problem." ”

Ling Yun reached out and took the cigar, and then he put it in his mouth.

Ling Nian didn't wait for Ling Yun to light the fire at this time, he took the initiative to light the flame of this cigarette for Ling Yun.

Ling Yun took a puff of cigarette while enduring the pain on his body, and then let his smoke echo in the air, and when he watched the smoke ring slowly fade in the air, his melancholy eyes suddenly changed, and said, "At this time, in fact, I am not so entangled. ”

Ling Nian's eyes were surprised, and he couldn't help but say with curiosity: "Oh, could it be that the effect of the cigar is so great that you can see it so quickly, or find a solution?"

"It's a big deal, whether it's Zhao Rong'er or Xue Xue in the future, just marry me as my wife, this seems to be easy to solve, right?" Ling Yun looked at the fading smoke ring, and his left hand couldn't help but pat his forehead