In the middle of the night, Wang Meng still did not fall asleep, tossing and turning in bed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He remembered the roar he had made at Master Niu during the day, the gaffe, the anger that made him wonder if he could really forget the past, and a small fuse was enough to trigger all his uneasiness, or fear. The strength did not bring him the confidence he thought he had, but it was a kind of restraint everywhere, unwilling to be subservient to ordinary people, and did not dare to fight for life and death like a bandit, nondescript.

He suddenly felt that the time-traveling novels he had read before were all deceitful. Can anyone really be able to suddenly turn into a murderous demon king in another world or have a strong mentality to accept a new identity and laugh and scold? At least he is not, even if he has always taken pleasure in adventure, he has a root in his heart, just like a peach blossom that suddenly tears off its stem, will it be so natural to graft it onto the branch of the pear tree?

He forced himself to stop thinking about it, remembering that there was a competition tomorrow, and he couldn't let this affect his state tomorrow. He forced himself to close his eyes, covered his head with the quilt fiercely, and pressed it desperately on his head, as if he could force sleepiness into it.

It's just that he didn't notice that the hand that was holding the quilt had unconsciously covered it with a layer of frost・・・・・・

In a restaurant, although it is almost late at night, there are still a few tables on the second floor that are staggering, and the loud shouts of crabs and bees are often exchanged for a big man to raise his head and drink a glass of wine, but it is quite fun.

Only one table seemed a little quiet, a middle-aged man was constantly talking, and the other old man was a little absent-minded and slightly distracted.

"Senior Liu is really as wise as a torch, and he really deserves to be a famous teacher and a high apprentice, and the fifteen-year-old Qi refining layer is really unthinkable for me and other Jianghu people. The middle-aged man clenched his fists and complimented.

When the old man heard this, he came back to his senses and raised his head, it was Liu Yiyang. He smiled slightly: "It has nothing to do with me, it's just that this Wang Meng kid is very talented." In the hands of either of you and me, we all have such achievements. Besides, your eagle claw skill is a sharp weapon in actual combat, if this son is not for me to take the lead, but for you to teach, I am afraid that today's actual combat has already shined in this competition!"

"The predecessors were too modest, but now we are all qi refiners, and no matter how subtle the moves are, they are vain and not worth mentioning. On the contrary, this Qi Induction Defense Technique is unfathomable, and it seems to be offensive and defensible. It was not accepted by me, but it was a blessing for this son. It's just that I have the trust of the Hong brothers. “

"Don't be like this, Brother Zhao can come thousands of miles to collect apprentices for the trust of his friends, but he is also a person of faith. When drinking a big white. “

"Okay!

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The two also talked happily with each other, which is a bit strange for Lao Liu's quirky personality. However, this middle-aged man has always been polite, and he seems to recognize Lao Liu.

"Knock knock knock ~ the weather is dry, be careful of the candle!" The rhythm of one slow and two fast indicates that it is already nighttime.

"Little Brother Zhao, what time is the first day today?" Liu Yiyang suddenly moved his mind and raised his head to ask.

"This ~ has always been alone, there is no family to worry about, and I generally don't remember the days. But it just so happened that I heard the shopkeeper mention it today, and there is still half a moon before the New Year, and today should be the fifteenth day of the lunar month, right?" The middle-aged man was slightly stunned, and then thought for a while.

Liu Yiyang's face changed greatly, he drank and got drunk all day long, thinking that something big would be done, he missed his son even more, and intended to go to Huangquan to meet him. I forgot about the day, and I didn't have time to explain, so I jumped straight from the open window.

Seeing that the ground was getting closer and closer, he couldn't help but secretly say that his life is over, so he closed his eyes and waited for death.

However, his body suddenly lightened and was supported by the middle-aged man. Only then did he remember that the person next to him was also a genuine innate master, so he naturally would not let him die on the spot.

The middle-aged man was shocked for a while, and thought that he couldn't think of anything: "Senior, you are ・・・・・・?"

"The matter is urgent, let me explain to you later, and please send me home quickly, and the old man will be grateful." ”

"The senior is serious, and I should send you home. "I am also relieved in my heart, it is not good to seek death.

The middle-aged man seems to be quite good at light work, taking Lao Liu with him, jumping up, using the eaves on his toes, and every jump is seven or eight feet. On this cold winter night, like a black cat being frightened into the eaves, a few breaths disappeared.

Back at the house, there were still some lights, and Mayor Sun and Wang Dong talked excitedly all night. The sons of both are so promising, so they are naturally happy in their hearts. Now the ranking has ensured that they will enter the quota of the army, but they can also compete for the quota of the Xuanwei Army or the quota of other prefectures. In current terms, this is considered to be the second middle school in the province for the high school entrance examination, but you can still strive for the first middle school or the first middle school in other provinces.

Needless to say, life is worry-free, and the future is even more enviable.

Lao Liu didn't go to see it, and went straight to Wang Meng's room.

The lights in the room were off and it looked like nothing was happening.

Lao Liu was a little uneasy, he wanted to go in and take a look, his hand just pressed on the door, and he thought that Wang Meng was also congenital, would he wake him up if he went in like this. I hesitated.

Finally, I decided to take a closer look, and I was always uneasy.

A burst of frost suddenly crept up the edge of the door to his palm, and then quickly spread to his whole body, and in the blink of an eye, it was already an ice sculpture with a white beard.

Not only that, even the middle-aged man who is already a congenital master has become an ice sculpture because he is holding Lao Liu and maintaining a posture of support. The ice spread on the ground, flashing, Mayor Sun raised his head to drink, Wang Dong laughed, they maintained this posture, and fell silent for an instant. The chill was released from outside the house, faster and faster. The sleepers, the drunks who drank a lot of alcohol and wanted to fall down with one foot off the ground, and the husband was just about to speak, and the gambler who had lost too much money in the gambling stall opened his palms and was about to slap his wife to vent his anger, and the sleepy patrol soldiers on the city tower all stopped in a strange state. His body was covered with icy frost, and the entire DP county fell into a deathly quiet darkness.

Wang Meng only felt distraught, deception and silence made him uneasy, humiliation and contempt made him angry, praise and chasing the stick made him proud, and threats and fear made him panic.

He admits that he has always been a layman, no matter what way he is. His head-covered hands began to grab the quilt fiercely, eager to tear it open and vent. Finally, as soon as he rolled over, he sat up.

"Well, where is this?" he blurted out in shock, not expecting an answer.

I saw a white world of ice and snow, but there was not half a snowflake. There are no landscapes, no people, and no things. Even in this world, it is smooth without a trace of wrinkles, and no matter how good a tailor is, he cannot cut such a round silk cloth.

Look again, what kind of bed, quilt. He was lying on the ice like this.

"This is my realm!" the voice came from his ears, and he subconsciously turned his head, there was nothing but the white expanse of heaven and earth.

"Who are you and why did you bring me here!" he sensed something, just nervously analyzing the situation.

Soon he gave up, the strength of the opponent and the fact that he didn't know anything about the place. As long as the other party is willing, he can end him at any time, although it is not easy to admit this, but he understands that this is the reality.

"Who am I? Didn't you already guess it?"

"It's you!" Wang Meng's chest heaved slightly, the other identity he had vowed to expel from his body.

"It's me!" Speaking of this, the space in front of Wang Meng was a little distorted, and a figure appeared, tall and thin, but wearing a big white cloak, and the hat was lowered to cover the whole face, revealing only a pointed chin, but it was also white. Although he was dressed in a white robe, the whole person felt eerie and eccentric.