Chen Wenshi took two steps back in the face of Fuchen's eyes, but still pulled out the sword at his waist and aimed it at Fuchen.

Seeing that the other party had drawn his sword, Fuchen rushed up directly, flipped in the air, and slashed directly at Chen Wenshi, who raised his sword to block.

"When ......", the floating dust fell to the ground, Chen Wenshi was directly shocked and moved back more than a dozen steps, and finally installed it on a pillar, the pillar trembled a few times, Chen Wenshi fell to the ground, half-kneeling on the ground with a sword, "cough cough ......" The blood in his mouth kept coughing up.

The people around him were also incredulous, Fuchen actually slashed Chen Wenshi in the Sky Realm with one sword, Fuchen didn't think about anything, glanced at Chen Wenshi and walked towards the library building, which was also the quietest place in the entire academy.

I chose to go to the library not simply because it was quiet here, but because I experienced this outing, I found that I was still too scarce, and I didn't even know the most basic 100-day foundation, not to mention all kinds of miracles after encountering Tianbao.

However, because the jade card was split by thunder, he couldn't get in, but fortunately, the teacher in charge was accommodating, and the floating dust went in.

In the past three years, Fuchen has built another simple room next to Gu Fatzi, except for the bed.

During the day, I climbed the stairs once, broke through the level, then went to the library, climbed the stairs again at night, broke through the level, returned to the courtyard to practice boxing and knife skills, and went to bed at night.

In the past three years, I have rarely talked to people, and my daily routine is also very regular, and many people have come to see the floating dust, but the floating dust is still like this.

Even the academy didn't participate in the annual big competition, and I didn't go down the mountain during the holidays, but I read a lot of books in the library building, and I read all kinds of books, whether it was exercises or miscellaneous notes, I just didn't practice.

What's even more painful is that his own literacy was taught by Sun Miaomiao, so it is also a pain to read books.

Three years later, as the war in Dongzhou became more tense, the academy began to gather students to go, and Fuchen did not go to the library building that morning, but stood in the square in front of the martial arts hall like everyone else.

Qianyi Zhenren stood on it, there were a lot fewer teachers above, and Dean Chenye was not there, and when he looked down, Nan Jiayu, Yun Cangmang, Shen Kai, Zhou Nansheng, Wu Blame, Ding Yi, Xie Linyuan, Yin Changzai and many others were no longer there, and it was expected that they should go to the battlefield.

Fuchen's appearance at this time was similar to Yun Cangmang's, and he had a lot more beard on his face, and his hair was messy, but he was missing a wine bottle.

Gu Fatzi walked to Fuchen's side and said in a low voice: "Jian Xi is also leaving, seeing that you are too busy, so you didn't say hello, in fact, many people have already left!"

"Hmm, are you going?" Fuchen asked, nodding his head.

Gu Fatzi shook his head, "Don't go, it's too dangerous!"

It didn't take long for everyone to get up, and Qianyi said: "Everyone, the war is now getting closer and closer to the south, and Dongzhou and Canglan Prefecture can't afford to consume it, so this war that lasts for six years can come to an end Canglan Prefecture took out the ten cities it occupied and Dongzhou took out the success of the matter as a bet, from the ordinary realm to the well-known realm with two games each, win one to keep one city and then occupy another city, my Dongzhou College is small, but it also took out two cities as a bet, so whether you can keep it depends on yours!"

"If you are willing to go, you can go, if you are willing to go to the battlefield, tell the academy, and if you don't want to, you can go and see it!

After speaking, he took the teachers back to the Martial Arts Hall.

The students also retreated, because of the silence of Fuchen in the past three years, many people no longer came up to speak, which was diametrically opposed to the three years of Qing going to Fu Seal Peak.

After crossing the bridge and returning to his residence, he did not go to the hut he had built later, but to his original hut, and when he opened the door, he saw an amazing scene.

"Aren't you a ghost?

Fuchen hurriedly closed the door and shouted inside.

Jiu Lan pulled off half of her clothes, put them back on, put on her coat again, opened the door and looked at Fuchen and said with a smile: "Giggles, you are still shy!

Then he introduced the floating dust into the house, and the floating dust sitting on the chair looked at the clothes thrown everywhere in the house, many of which were still close-fitting, and the hot air was still coming out of the bathtub in the house, and he felt a lot of heat in the house in an instant.

Fanning her clothes, Jiulan half-covered her mouth and smiled: "Three years have finally figured it out?

Fuchen quickly covered his clothes, got up and said, "You better wash it first! I'll come back later!"

"I can wash it without going out!"

Hearing this, Fuchen stepped up his pace, quickly walked out of the room, and after closing the door, Jiulan's laughter was heard.

After an hour, Jiulan changed into a white dress and came out and invited Fuchen to the house, but was refused, so the two sat on a chair in the courtyard.

Fuchen opened his mouth and said: "I'm going to go to the battlefield, life and death are undecided, where do you want to go in the future?"

Jiulan stroked her freshly washed hair, and said nonchalantly: "Of course I follow you! Although the range of activities is not large, this kind of life is quite good!"

Fuchen turned his head to look at Jiu Lan, frowned and asked curiously, "Is this life okay?"

Jiu Lan looked at the mountains in the distance, the appearance of clouds and mist, appearing and disappearing, and replied indifferently: "Yes, although it is small, it is better than the truth, unlike in the painting, following Lord Tianbao, except for staying outside a little longer in the early days, for more than a thousand years, it was longer than three years ago!"

After a pause, Jiulan smiled bitterly, "Where else can I go? The lives of people like us are not decided by ourselves, we can live a long time by your side, otherwise you let me have a painting, where to go?"

Fuchen also looked over, and found that Jiulan really looked better and better, and he didn't dare to look at it, he didn't dare to look at it, he didn't dare to look at it, "Aren't you able to walk away with the painting?"

Jiulan touched Fuchen's head and smiled: "You are really not cute at all! I am going to leave early, and I have Lord Tianbao by your side to protect me, so I don't have to worry about anything!

Fuchen also understood that she was still restricted, maybe it was given by Tianbao, maybe it was given by herself, but who knows.

Blocking Jiulan's hand, he continued: "Two questions, first, do you want to go with me or live here, and second, what will you do if I die?"

Jiu Lan opened her hand and said helplessly: "What else can I do, of course I will follow you! You will be widowed when you die, what's the big deal!"

Angry, Fuchen immediately stood up and walked to the hut he had built, unwilling to talk to her anymore, and always failed to answer the point.

However, Jiulan said with a smile in the back: "Don't you see that your old beggar and Lord Tianbao like to joke? Don't you have to entertain yourself after living for a long time? You should also get used to it early!"

At night, Fuchen went back to sleep after practicing boxing and knives, and in the middle of the night, Jiulan went directly to the room and lay down softly in Fuchen.

Although I found it, the floating dust still didn't mean to take care of it, but the bed was too small, and the floating dust moved out a little, and Jiulan also moved out a little.

It wasn't until two-thirds of the floating dust was lying empty that he turned sideways and said to Jiulan: "It's too much!"

I saw Jiulan wearing light makeup, looking at Fuchen with big eyes and saying, "Aren't you going to die tomorrow? I'm giving you some comfort!"

I didn't want to look at Jiulan's face anymore, so I lowered my head, but I saw something I shouldn't be looking at, and I moved my mind back, and I fell under the bed.

Standing up, he said with some anger: "Jiulan, what are you going to do?"

Jiulan supported her head with her hands, half-lying down and said, "It's nothing! Isn't all my painting yours?"

Fuchen raised his hand to stop him: "No, when I die, you can go back to Lord Tianbao, you can play by yourself, you can find someone else, don't affect me! Anyway, Lord Tianbao changed it with me, I said! You are free now!"

Then Fuchen turned around and walked out, and after Jiulan flicked her dress, she said with a smile: "Aren't you impressed to see such a big beauty as me?

Fuchen slammed the door, no longer bothered the other party, and walked towards the room above, where he could sleep in a different place.

But after all, the fragrance was too great, and the room was messy, and I didn't fall asleep.

The next day, Jiulan got up early in the morning, and when Fuchen opened his eyes, he saw that the other party was sitting in front of the bed combing his hair, which frightened Fuchen and moved back, causing the other party to laugh again and again.

He sighed and said, "Don't pester me! Really, you can do whatever you want!"

Jiulan asked rhetorically, "Really!"

Fuchen nodded and said helplessly: "Really!"

As soon as the words fell, Jiulan jumped up, supported the bed with both hands, and when the tips of the two noses were about to approach, Jiulan said earnestly: "You are my freedom! If you don't die, I will be free, although not very free, but it is much better! Lord Tianbao is for the treasure, and your half master must also have his plan, maybe you will really die today! But I don't want you to die! For my own sake, so you have to live well! I will also help you live well!"

Fuchen was stunned for a moment, but he was still a little shocked when he heard Jiulan's tone for the first time.

Jiulan's lip grease mouth was directly imprinted on Fuchen's mouth, and then she got up and went out.

After the dust was wiped away, he didn't say anything, he jumped out of bed directly, and when he came to the yard, Jiulan was already stirring a basin of hot water, and there was a knife next to him.

waved his hand at Fuchen, Fuchen couldn't resist it, and finally asked Jiu Lan to wash his head, and then Fu Chen lay on the chair, Jiu Lan picked up the knife on the side and carefully shaved Fu Chen.