After writing this Qingyu case, Zhang Xiaolin looked at it, the pen and ink were hearty, as if it was written in one stroke, even if there were discontinuities, it was also a broken pen, echoing each other from afar.

This should be Zhang Xiaolin's most satisfying calligraphy work so far.

Zhao Yanfei saw Zhao Xiaolin writing poems again from a distance, and walked over curiously.

Before reading the content, I was stunned by this thin calligraphy in one go, my father actually said that his calligraphy skills are not deep, such a work, the whole text seems to be made in one stroke, how smooth, atmospheric!

If you look closely, it's actually a long and short sentence again.

The crowd looked for her thousands of times, and looked back at dusk, but the person was there, and the lights were dim!

This?

Is this writing about me?

Zhao Yanfei looked at where Zhang Xiaolin was standing, and then looked at the place where she was standing just now, her cheeks couldn't help but turn red, and she said in a low voice: "Childe, can you give me this work?"

"Absolutely. Zhang Xiaolin smiled, it's not a treasure, I can write a few at any time.

When Zhao Yanfei heard that it was okay, her face turned even redder, and when she looked up, she found that Zhang Xiaolin was also looking at her.

When their eyes met, Zhao Yanfei was shocked, and she couldn't move a bit.

Zhang Xiaolin was also stunned, and his divine sense actually passed directly through Zhao Yanfei's eyes and entered a gray space.

In the haze, I saw a woman lying on the bed, and Zhao Yanfei knelt beside the bed and cried:

"Mom, Mom, what's wrong with you?"

"Fei'er, Mom can't do it, Mom's biggest regret is that you haven't found someone you can entrust. ”

"Mom, you're okay, you're okay, I'll call Dad back. ”

"Don't go, talk to your mother, that piano playing exercise is too evil, don't practice it anymore, listen to your mother, it's not practiced by us ordinary people, cough cough." ”

"Mom, wake up, wake up, Mom........"

Zhao Yanfei instantly cried and fainted on the side of the bed.

Zhang Xiaolin hurriedly stepped forward to help Zhao Yanfei and found that Zhao Yanfei was just an illusory shadow.

Zhang Xiaolin shouted anxiously: "Zhao Yanfei, wake up, Zhao Yanfei, this is just a dream, wake up." ”

Where is this?

How did I get into her dreams? Strictly speaking, just in memory.

Is this the inner demon?

Am I in his demons?

Zhang Xiaolin couldn't help but be shocked, when he got into someone else's heart, he couldn't get out within a quarter of an hour, and both of them were in danger.

How to break through the shackles of this inner demon?

Zhang Xiaolin sacrificed his flying sword, soared into the sky, and rushed forward like lightning in this gray space.

The gray space seemed to be boundless, and after rushing for a while, Zhang Xiaolin had to give up.

Everyone also discovered their abnormality, and Zhao Laihe heard the news and hurried over.

Shui Feifei saw the two of them looking at each other stupidly, motionless, a tingling pain in his heart, poof, and a mouthful of blood spit out.

When he read that the crowd was looking for her thousands of degrees, he looked back at the twilight, but the person was there, when the lights were dim, Zhao Laihe was stunned, Shui Feifei was stunned, and everyone stood on the spot one by one, carefully recalling the charm.

Even the prince is completely convinced, although he hates it to death, he has self-knowledge, and he is not a grade at all!

Zhao Laihe saw that Zhao Yanfei and Zhang Xiaolin were close to each other, but they were stunned, looking at each other's eyes with straight eyes, and they didn't know what was going on.

Shui Feifei spat out a mouthful of blood, shook his head, covered his face with his hands, and ran away crying.

Shui Lanxing hurriedly chased after him, shouting, "Feifei, Feifei." ”

The prince's face changed, his face was lost, and he stumbled towards the gate of Qinling Academy.

At this time, someone next to him whispered, "They're just obsessed." ”

When Zhao Laihe heard the demon, he was shocked.

It turned out that he and Zhao Yanfei both practiced the method of moving their minds, that is, they integrated their own thoughts into the sound of the piano to achieve the purpose of controlling people's hearts and minds.

He knew that Zhao Yanfei had fallen into the devil, and his mind did not dare to explore Zhao Yanfei's consciousness, for fear that he would also fall into it and not be able to get out, so he carefully used his mind to go deep into Zhang Xiaolin's thoughts, and when he went in, Zhang Xiaolin's sea of ideas was like the sea, vast and boundless, and it seemed that Zhang Xiaolin's thoughts were stronger than his own I don't know how many times.

"Zhang Gongzi, no matter what you see, you break the most tangled thing in his heart, hurry up, time is running out. ”

Zhao Laihe didn't care whether Zhang Xiaolin heard it or not, he communicated with his mind, and immediately retreated, Zhang Xiaolin's sea of knowledge is too strong, and if he is not careful, he will erase his thoughts. When a person loses his mind, he becomes a living dead.

Zhang Xiaolin was galloping in the boundless gray space at this time, when suddenly his consciousness came, and he hurriedly shouted: "Who?"

There was no further news from the other party.

Break Zhao Yanfei's tangled things?

Zhao Yanfei's heart demon is her mother, should she be broken?

Zhang Xiaolin hurriedly turned around and immediately returned to the place where the flying sword took off.

Zhao Yanfei still fainted to the ground, her mother had also died, and she was lying upright on the bed.

Caring about it so much, Zhang Xiaolin raised his hand and slapped it towards the bed.

There was a loud "boom", and everything suddenly disappeared.

Zhang Xiaolin stumbled and fell to the ground, his face pale.

His consciousness was damaged.

At this moment, only listening to the sound of "bang", Zhao Yanfei finally woke up, and a mouthful of blood spurted wildly!