Life is like a mirror, if you smile at it, it will smile at you. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info you cry to it, and it will cry to you. Xu Qingyun will never forget Zhou Yang's resentful eyes when he left, it was an unforgettable hatred. But he will never forget Lin Yunuo's sad expression in the morning light when he picked up the two broken swords on the ground.

Perhaps, with her kendo talent, she may encounter a better famous sword in the future, but it is obviously not as meaningful as these two broken swords.

Half a month has passed, and the three brothers of the Zhou family have also left Luocang Academy one after another, it is said that they seem to be going to Yingdu to study, and the academy is already eventful now, and for this matter, I am really too lazy to take care of it.

The big names of the Zhou family also came to the academy, but it just happened that Miss Lu Yu, who was already suffering in the hands of the killing stone, was sent away angrily.

This may be the end of the matter.

Xu Qingyun was lying on the table a little tired, but his eyes looked at Liu Zhi and Lin Yunuo in front of him, and he was faintly clear in his heart.

This matter may be far from over.

Just as he was thinking about it, a ball of paper fell in front of his eyes, Xu Qingyun was a little stunned, he raised his head, and saw Nangong Wan'er taking advantage of Teacher Zhou's lecture to carefully wave her hand at herself.

"It's not like I'm thinking about what to eat after class!"

Xu Qingyun opened the note with a puzzled face, only to see two rows of delicate and lovely handwriting on the clean and tidy rice paper.

Nangong Wan'er: "What did you do yesterday? Why do you look so sleepy." ”

Xu Qingyun held a brush in his hand, pressed his cheek, and sighed a little.

He thought about the hard work of these days, he had to come to the academy in the morning to teach all kinds of tedious classes, and he had to go to the bamboo house to practice swords. From the initial carrying the sword, to holding the sword, and now carving words on the stone wall with a sword in one hand, no one can understand this kind of hard work.

But I have to say that Xu Qingyun's progress is also obvious, and he can now engrave thirty words all night.

Of course, the premise is that there are few strokes!

Xu Qingyun wrung her eyebrows and bit the tip of her pen silently, thinking that Nangong Wan'er didn't know about her sword practice at her senior sister, she just thought that Teacher Zhou was looking for something for her, so she replied on the note: "No money, go out to work!"

Taking advantage of Mr. Zhou's inattention, Xu Qingyun put the spiritual power in the dantian on the note, ignoring the strange eyes of the surrounding classmates, and directly swept from the ground to Nangong Wan'er's desk.

Nangong Wan'er felt the gaze around her, her little face was slightly red, but she still picked up the paper ball. She looked at the fine small words on it, frowned slightly, thought silently, and had to pick up the pen again, and said, "Why is there no money again? Didn't your uncle send the silver a few days ago?"

Xu Qingyun touched his stomach that was more and more able to eat, thinking about the two copper coins that Lin Zaishan had brought to him very solemnly, and only felt that it was really a matter of time before the Shu Kingdom was destroyed.

"I only gave two copper coins, and I bought two steamed buns with Liu Zhihe and they were gone!"

"Well, that's a lot!"

"Isn't it just a few? It's like picking the door and getting home!" Pictured: A majestic iron rooster standing in front of a boiler.

Nangong Wan'er couldn't help but sneer, which immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding classmates.

She lowered her head a little embarrassed, her eyes drooped slightly, looked at the note in her hand, and thought silently.

Picking up the pen again, I wrote very seriously: "I have money!"

Xu Qingyun's eyes were full of surprise when he met his father, and at this time, looking at Nangong Wan'er's well-behaved appearance, he really felt that he was a cute little sheep, and he was the kind of little fat sheep who was very rich and rich, and the value of these three words in his hand was simply his long-term meal ticket in the future.

He thought about it, and put away this note representing the future meal ticket very solemnly, so that he would not worry about having no food in the future.

If you really can't do it, go to the ethereal peak of the Tianshan Mountains to catch snow sculptures and eat!

With a settled heart, Xu Qingyun leaned on the table with her cheeks on her back, and when she looked at Nangong Wan'er in front of her, the more pleasing she looked.

The sun was shining, and the school was very bright.

Looking at Nangong Wan'er from the side, she has a perfect side face, which is the quiet beauty of a Wuchu woman in the south of the Yangtze River, with curly and slender eyelashes, flowing with a faint light in the morning light, looking so impeccable. is also dressed in black and white hospital clothes, but Nangong Wan'er is sitting there, and the whole person is exuding an extreme temperament, which makes people feel the heritage of the family.

"I can treat you to dinner, but you have to promise me one thing. "She's very focused when she's holding the pen.

Xu Qingyun frowned slightly, he looked at the handwriting on the note that had not yet dried, thinking that since he wanted a long-term meal ticket, he should pay a little price, so he put pen to paper and said: "It's okay, as long as you don't let me study, I can do anything!"

Nangong Wan'er took back the note, looked at the handwriting on it, glared at him fiercely, and ignored him throughout the class.

"What's wrong with you?" Liu Zhihe turned his head at this time, his eyes were a little dark, obviously he was a little sleep-deficient, and he yawned and said: "I'm playing all day long, and I don't let people sleep!"

Xu Qingyun glanced at him angrily and said, "Go back and sleep your sleep!"

"But isn't it, I don't sleep, where do we get the money to spend!" Liu Zhihe said coldly when he heard this: "Hmph, if it weren't for my old Liu running all night to fight dice, we would have starved to death!"

Xu Qingyun said with disdain: "Come on, I think you just want to gamble, don't use me as an excuse!"

Liu Zhihe disagreed and said: "Nonsense, I'm going to win money for the two of us!"

"Hmph, I think you will die at the gambling table sooner or later!" Xu Qingyun didn't bother to take care of him, lay on the table by himself, and fell asleep again.

Although he was sleeping, only Xu Qingyun himself knew that he was constantly running the Spirit Snake Turtle Breath Technique.

I have to say that the breathing technique that Chiwu left for himself is really powerful, even if he doesn't need his own consciousness, the spirit snake turtle in this set of exercises can also independently absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth to expand the spiritual sea in his dantian. It's just that such a long time has passed, except for the last time because of the blood jade, when his spiritual sea expanded to an area of three and a half meters, until now there is no place for the spiritual sea to grow too much.

But Xu Qingyun was still very patient and continued to cultivate.

It wasn't until the end of the morning class that Xu Qingyun, who was immersed in cultivation, suddenly felt a pair of small hands pushing him. He woke up faintly, looked at the girl in front of him sleepily, and asked a little absent-mindedly: "Nangong Wan'er, what are you looking for me!"

Nangong Wan'er looked at Xu Qingyun, she thought about it silently, and suddenly lay in his ear, exhaled like an orchid, and said, "I want to go to the ink bamboo forest again!"