Cheng Feng suddenly said with an expressionless face: "It turns out that Eyeless Grandpa, you are also afraid, but in my opinion, you don't need to summon your real body to come over, if Tianyurou wants to destroy this world, judging from the current situation of the battle outside the sky, it is impossible for anyone to come to the rescue."

And Eyeless Grandpa, don't forget your own position, there are some things that you shouldn't be in charge of, if you want to kill Tianyurou, are you sure I won't turn against you?"

Grandpa Eyeless's eyes suddenly froze, and he raised his head and stared at Cheng Feng for a long time, but he didn't say anything.

Then Cheng Feng walked towards the library and said, "Life and death depend on fate, wealth is in the sky! Those who obey the destiny of heaven are sad, and those who resist the destiny of heaven die! This is what the sword demon taught me.

If fate is destined for us to be brilliant, then the pain at the moment is just a process, why bother, it is better to be crazy! If fate is destined for us to end in a fiasco, then the pain at the moment is nothing, the real pain is still to come, so why bother, it is better to smile happily and try whether fate is difficult to disobey, or we are more ferocious than fate! This is what Yurou taught me.

I clearly chose the path that Yurou taught me, because there was no why. ”

Eyeless listened to Cheng Feng's words and still didn't say anything, but his face returned to calm, and he slowly picked up his book and read it, as if everything had not happened.

Cheng Feng returned to the bookshelf again, ate the food brought by Yurou, drank some spring water brought by Yurou, and continued to read and practice calligraphy.

More than two months passed in the blink of an eye, and he was sleepy for a while, and when he was tired, he lay on the ground and took a nap. Cheng Feng peed himself or something, and he went out of the main hall to solve it behind the main hall, and there was no one anyway. During this period, Yurou would come to deliver food every day, and even opened the square box she brought over for the first time for Cheng Feng, which was actually a piece of heavenly silk that would only exist in the divine realm.

Yu Rou used this snow-white silk to weave a simple bracelet, tied Chengfeng's black chess piece to it, and hung it on his left wrist, after all, for Chengfeng, this black chess piece is too important, because it is really not an ordinary chess piece.

On this day, Chengfeng was still reading and learning words, the black circles in his eyes were very obvious, and he yawned from time to time, as if he wanted to understand all the wisdom before going to sleep.

And an unusually handsome girl, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with long black hair, big eyes, melon seed face, a water-blue robe, and a water-blue women's long sword behind her back, stood indifferently not far from Chengfeng for a long time.

After a long, long time, the girl suddenly spoke: "I don't know who my uncle is, why he has been studying and practicing hard in our Sword Sect Library for two months, so there is no sign of stopping.

Why do you understand these words that ordinary people can't understand at all?"

Cheng Feng indifferently stopped his pen and raised his head, looked at this very watery girl, smiled and said: "Everyone else is working hard to cultivate and prepare for the big competition that is about to start, and little girl, you have been here at least twenty times, so leisurely, why don't you report your name and identity first?"

"Uncle is really good at talking, I thought I had been here more than 20 times, and only this time was discovered by you, uncle. I am idle because I don't participate in the big competition, and my identity is a little special, I don't dare to have a name, my name is Blue Flower.

It seems that you have an unusual relationship with the concubine of the sect master of the Sword Sect, and you actually send you food and water every day, and this matter has reached the ears of the sect master, and you and her will inevitably die!

Cheng Feng raised his head and let out a long breath, and then said unusually calmly: "As long as you kill the little girl, no one will know about it, and the Ninth Elder will not say it." ”

Lan Hua smiled and said lightly: "It's true that as you said, uncle, it's okay to kill me, but paper can't hold the fire, and the truth that the wall has ears is from ancient times to the present." What's more, uncle, you are like an ordinary scholar, and if you want to use weapons against me, a cultivator, I don't think you will win. ”

Cheng Feng didn't speak, and then lowered his head and continued to write, as if he had no interest in this blue flower.

In fact, Lan Hua is the youngest daughter of the Sword Sect Master, of course, what kind of person is Cheng Feng, this little thing can be guessed without using Dao power at all.

Moreover, the blue flower was originally very good-looking, and the cultivation strength was a person who immediately entered the god level, such strength is rare among the younger generation, and the background is tough, so there are many sons and brothers who pursue her, and there are also some sect masters who have different thoughts.

But Cheng Feng snubbed her so much, which made this seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl feel very uncomfortable, so Lan Hua spoke again: "Uncle, you really look like a broken appearance, and you also have the bad habit of shaving your beard with a dagger without shoes, I don't know why the sect master's concubine was confused by you?"

Cheng Feng still didn't speak, just read the book while writing, and thought about something thoughtfully.

And Lan Hua looked at the mountains of books piled up in front of Cheng Feng, and wrote a lot of words, and saw that his fingers were blistered by the brush for a while.

Then Lan Hua gently pulled out the blue long sword with her right hand behind her back, and with a long sound from the monk ~~~~, the tip of the blue sword was already pointing at Cheng Feng's head.

But Cheng Feng was still unmoved, and suddenly stretched out as if he was sleepy in writing, but unexpectedly the palm of his right hand touched the tip of the sword, and suddenly drew a bloody cut, and then Cheng Feng smiled slightly, and glanced at the long sword with the aqua blue sword body.

But immediately Chengfeng licked the wound on his right hand, and then continued to look down at the writing.

At this moment, Lan Hua was very confused, because Cheng Feng really didn't have any spiritual power on his body, and it could be damaged so easily, and what was even more strange was that this Cheng Feng was so calm and smiling?

Thinking of this, Lan Hua suddenly chuckled and said, "What a strange person, uncle, what are you doing here in my Sword Sect?"

Cheng Feng seemed to be a little annoyed, and directly licked the blood coming out of his right palm, and then said, "Little girl, you don't have long eyes, don't you see that your uncle is studying hard?"

Lan Hua smiled again, then put away the aqua blue long sword, and said lightly: "Actually, this is the Sword Sect's library pavilion, but generally no one really comes, I also came two months ago with the concubine of the sect master who was unsuspecting of me, so far I have found you, uncle." By the way, you two are a little too bold, aren't you?"

"Little girl, do you think that an extremely ferocious beast would care about a fat sheep leading a flock of little sheep?"

After hearing this, Lan Hua was indifferent, and after thinking for a long time, she walked to the edge of Chengfeng, picked up a few pieces of Chengfeng's writing and read them for a long time, and then said softly: "As far as a ferocious beast is concerned, let alone a group of sheep, even the sheep of the whole world will not pose any threat to him, just a bunch of food!"

"That's right!"

When Lan Hua heard Cheng Feng say this, she immediately smiled and said: "Sure enough, it's a strange uncle, I don't plan to tell the sect master about it, but uncle, you have to teach me to write, because your handwriting is so good, so beautiful." ”

As she spoke, Lan Hua untied the aqua blue long sword behind her and leaned against the bookshelf, sat on the ground like Cheng Feng, and took out the four treasures of the study from her own storage bag, and even took out a few cases of aqua blue jade.

Cheng Feng's eyes lit up suddenly, because the specifications of the four treasures of this girl's study are very high, all of them are aqua blue, and the brush is a water blue jade pen rod, the most rare wolf pen head. The inkstone is also carved from aqua blue jade, with blue flower lines on it, and it is square. Even the paper is a little watery blue, and at first glance it looks like a specially treated paper, and there are signs of spiritual power flowing on it.

The ink bar turned out to be a very rare eternal ink, which was many times higher than the price of gold.

At this moment, Cheng Fengcai's eyes lit up and said: "Girl, you are willing to sell this set of four treasures in the study, and I will pay a high price!"

Lan Hua was stunned for a moment, then put her right arm on a few cases, held her chin with her right hand and pouted softly: "Even if you sell your uncle, you can't even change the half-heel ink strip, so forget it." ”

Suddenly, Chengfeng lowered his head and let out a sigh, and then licked the blood coming out of his right palm, and then said, "Girl, aren't you afraid that I will kill people and take treasures?"

Lan Hua smiled lightly, still pouting, and said softly: "I have seen a lot of murder and treasure grabbing, and I have heard a lot, there are people who rob weapons and magic weapons, and there are people who rob spirit stones and money, but this snatching a set of four treasures of the study has not happened in this dragon world." ”

"It's happening now!"

After Cheng Feng finished speaking, he took the blue jade brush that the blue flower put on several cases, held it in his hand, and then poured some water into the jade inkstone, and began to grind the ink, while grinding and muttering to himself: "What a waste! Such a good ink, it is really hard to find in the world, girl, you are really your uncle's bosom friend!"

Seeing this, Lan Hua just held her chin and smiled, without saying a word.

In the end, Chengfeng sat opposite several cases and faced Lan Hua, and then took the paper brought by Blue Flower and spread it on top of several cases.

When laying paper, I accidentally touched Jacaranda's arm, although Jacaranda was wearing a water-blue robe, but because her arm was upward, the cuffs of the robe fell, that is, it touched the skin of Jacaranda's arm.

It is said that everyone's beauty is rich, this blue flower is definitely monstrous wealth, and the smoothness of the skin is simply a realm.

But Cheng Feng was unmoved, after all, what kind of person is Cheng Feng, if this were to be replaced by another man, it is estimated that he would have gone crazy a long time ago.

And Lan Hua only unintentionally touched her for Cheng Feng, and her face only changed slightly, but she immediately returned to normal, watching Cheng Feng sit cross-legged and began to write:

We once longed for the waves of fate, and finally learned that the most beautiful scenery in life is actually the calmness and calmness of the heart.

We expect to be recognized by others, only to realize that the world is our own and has nothing to do with others.

We think about what we gain and what we lose, and in the end we understand that everything we gain will eventually be lost, and we can only leave a vague name.

Cheng Feng wrote about half an hour or so in just a few sentences, and Lan Hua kept staring at it, without making any sound during the period.

At this moment, Chengfeng put the brush on the inkstone, let out a long breath, and said softly: "Little girl, how is my uncle's writing?"

The blue flower suddenly smiled, a very beautiful smile, like a sea of colorful flowers blooming in an instant.

"The world is your own, uncle, so what does it have to do with me?"