Chapter 68: How Can You Eliminate Sorrows by Borrowing Wine?Chapter 68: How Can You Eliminate Sorrows by Borrowing Wine?

Yun Fengbai pulled Luo Ting out of the gate of the student union, but as soon as she walked out, she let go of Luo Ting's thin hand and raised her hand to look at her watch before she said to Luo Ting: "Sister Ting, I'm going to class soon, you can go back first, by the way, don't blame the president, he can't do anything about this time!"

"Who cares about him!" Luo Ting muttered angrily, then grabbed Yun Fengbai's sleeve again, and said with sparkling eyes: "Fengbai, you are so powerful, even the four of them can't stop you from mobilizing the momentum technique together, how do you cultivate?"

Yun Fengbai wanted to tell the truth, but after thinking about it, he said: "Without him, just read more, if you want to do the same, you will also be able to read more books in the literature club in the future!"

"Really?" Luo Ting looked at Yun Fengbai in disbelief, but in a blink of an eye, she regained her normal smile and said: "But it's okay, you can cover me in Yan Yuan in the future, Hu finally doesn't have to let Hu Xiangyu take care of it, it's really good!"

Luo Ting seemed to be very happy, and walked away like this, but, is this true?

Yun Fengbai suddenly turned to the person behind him and said, "Why don't you go and take a look?"

"Forget it!" Hu Xiangyu said lightly with a smile: "Maybe I've restrained her for too long, and she wants to go out for a walk!"

Yun Fengbai didn't answer, looked at the unnamed lake not far away and sighed leisurely: "Tangled people~"

"Fengbai!" Hu Xiangyu stopped Yun Fengbai, who was about to leave, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry for this incident, come back after a while, I will let Bai Fengfeng and them apologize to you!"

"No need!" Yun Fengbai stopped, but rejected Hu Xiangyu's suggestion and said: "The left and right are just games in the Wanmin Palace, although I know, but I haven't been used by people to kick around like a ball, so be it, anyway, they just need a barometer!"

Hu Xiangyu frowned, heard the sorrow in Yunfeng's vernacular, turned the conversation and said: "Not next time, Yanyuan is not their game place after all, and I will mobilize the power of the Hu family."

"I said I don't need it!" Yun Fengbai's expression suddenly changed and shouted angrily at Hu Xiangyu: "I don't want to go back, I'm not cheap, the master didn't make any mistakes, what is the Yanyuan Student Union, the master won't serve!"

"Yun Fengbai!" Hu Xiangyu's figure flashed, and suddenly changed to Yun Fengbai's body, one hand pressed on Yun Fengbai's shoulder with boundless potential, one hand was not heavy, but the pressure on Yun Fengbai's shoulder was like Mount Tai.

This is the real use of potential arts, this is the real Yanyuan power!

At the beginning of the birth of each force, it was engraved with traces that will not change until it is eliminated, and this trace is the desire of the people, its foundation is the concept of internal personnel, and its branches are the recognition of external personnel, and the people's hearts of Yanyuan are both internal and external to cultivate talents for China, not internal fighting, not to mention the unwarranted persecution of a student in the name of power!

If the four of them don't use the potential technique, if they use the potential technique, they are afraid that their cultivation will be suppressed, and how can they be the opponents of Yunfeng Bai who is reversing a river!

"Yunfengbai!" Hu Xiangyu's face did not have a hideous expression, but it brought a chill of early autumn, penetrating the bones, and even made the cicadas on both sides of the road that were still a little decayed completely cut off their vitality.

It's just that Yun Fengbai was unmoved, or just glanced at Hu Xiangyu's palm on his shoulder, and a mocking smile pulled up at the corner of his mouth and said lightly: "Lord, you better care about Luo Ting first, otherwise I will really fall in love with me at that time, and I can't help it!"

Even though Hu Xiangyu was amazingly talented and extremely talented, and his Taoism was extremely high, he couldn't help but be interrupted by Yun Fengbai's words.

Then Yun Fengbai took advantage of this gap to avoid Hu Xiangyu's weight of Mount Tai, and gradually disappeared in Hu Xiangyu's constantly stretched gaze.

Hu Xiangyu looked at Yun Fengbai's shadow and stretched out a hand in vain, but he was never able to catch Yun Fengbai's shadow for half a minute, so he could only retreat to the office with a long sigh.

Yun Fengbai actually didn't go to class, although he should, but he really didn't have the slightest interest, so since he went to college, he skipped class for the first time!

He is in the literary club, leaning on the scrolls, with a pot of tea in front of the table and 10,000 books behind him!

He didn't flip through a book, he didn't drink tea, he just leaned quietly like this, as if there were tears rolling in his eyes, but they never slipped out.

Yun Fengbai sat blankly like this for a long time!

Until a handkerchief with a little fragrance appeared in front of Yun Fengbai's eyes, Huang Lieqing's delicate voice sounded: "Wipe it, your eyes are in the sand!"

Yun Fengbai raised his head and wanted to take a look at Huang Lie, but when he looked up, he saw himself in the opposite window!

In the very old window, only a shadow could be faintly seen on the glass a hundred years ago, but Yun Fengbai could clearly see that he was in tears, and he couldn't hide his tears!

So he no longer concealed it, he took the handkerchief handed over by Huang Lie, and hid it on his sobbing face, and a dull voice came from under the handkerchief: "I'm not in the sand, I'm crying!"

Yes, Yun Fengbai cried, this genius who can reverse the Yangtze River, walk 12,000 miles of the Yangtze River Road, and can become a college student without the help of today's methods cried.

He has never been as strong as everyone thinks, there is only one reason why he can do beyond everyone's imagination, what they are afraid of is not what Yun Fengbai is afraid of, Yun Fengbai has never been afraid of boundless suffering in front of him, he is only worried that what he has done will not be understood.

Luckily, he had never encountered anything like this in his eighteen years before.

Unfortunately, in just a few months, he was hit like never before!

Huang Lie gently hugged Yun Fengbai's head and lowered it on his lap, listening to the boy's low whimper.

Many people once said that Huang Lie's heart was very cold and hard, and he seemed to be indifferent to everything, but Huang Lie's heart involuntarily warmed and softened when facing this boy!

Maybe it was when his grandfather first mentioned to Huang Lie about this young man who amazed him on the bank of Yunmengze, or maybe it was when this teenager decided to join the literary club at the first moment in the literary club that day.

Huang Lie's heart was not big, but at this moment, he already had the shadow of this young man who was putting his head on his lap without the slightest strength.

Therefore, when he heard the name Shan Lin unconsciously murmuring from Yun Fengbai's mouth, a touch of unhappiness rarely seen in her life flashed inexorably in his heart.

But after laughing!

She took out a wine glass and a wine jug, lifted Yun Fengbai's head, and said softly with a smile that was cold in the moonlight, but had already eaten the fireworks in the world: "Come, drink!"

No refusal!

It's just that if the world really knew what kind of wine he brought out, I am afraid that it would not refuse.

There are three kinds of wine sorghum in Huaxia Daomen, which are floating, but only this one is crowned with the name of the gods - the gods are drunk!

It's just a small glass, but even a god can get drunk!

And Yun Fengbai has drunk three cups in a row, but he is still not drunk!

Huang Liang knows that the world is difficult, and the vicissitudes of the world are alive, only the gods are drunk just to get drunk, and the drunkenness is naturally to dispel sorrows.

It's just that sorrow is so easy to dispel!

The "poor child" Wanmin Palace is brightly lit, it seems that the darkness of this world has never been here, but the Wanmin Palace, which is full of people on weekdays, is extremely quiet today, and it seems that only Zhong Yuanmou is sitting on the high platform and watching Yun Fengbai use wine to dispel the influence of sorrow.

It's just that under his sigh, two old people's figures walked out of the light, but their figures are in this space, their voices are in this time, but there seems to be no trace of them in this world.

Seeing this, Zhong Yuanmou didn't care, but walked off the high platform and bowed to the two of them and said respectfully: "Fei Lao, Qian Lao, you are here!"

Reform the old and new Fei Xiaotong, the five divisions died of Qian Xuesen!

The most outstanding talents in the liberal arts and sciences in the last era of blooming flowers in China are also the only two legends who are still alive!

They have withdrawn from the world stage, but even the kings of the five veteran states of the League of Nations are afraid to bow respectfully to the two when they see them.

This is the case with the so-called transcending borders, and the so-called protégés are all over the world.

Qian Xuesen glanced at Yun Fengbai on the screen, and sighed leisurely: "It's a person with a temperament!"

Fei Xiaotong also glanced at Yun Fengbai, but arched his hand at Zhong Yuanmou and asked, "Can the monarch hold it now?"

Hearing Fei Xiaotong's words, Zhong Yuanmou said with a solemn face: "The grand wish of the day, Yuanmou dare not forget it for a moment!"

"That's it!" Fei Xiaotong nodded and sat down and said: "Please don't want to be a younger daughter again, in order to protect the country in China and win the Taizu with virtue, you can only give up Mrs. Yang, and the war against Meligian Grandpa lost his eldest son, if you want to reform, there has never been a simple security that can succeed, Taizu Shiyun: I am arrogant Yang Jun lost the willow." Although his heart hurts, Grandpa Tai has never regretted it, not ruthlessly, but too forgetful!"

"Yuanmou understands, this word must be remembered!" Zhong Yuanmou saluted Fei Xiaotong again, and said with a straight face.

However, before he could finish speaking, Fei Xiaotong interrupted him again: "No, Yuanmou, you don't understand, you don't understand this child, his dream died abruptly, his dignity was trampled on and this qiē is because of you, the Maharaja, so you have to put a little burden on yourself, bring this child's hope, you don't need to think too much about this child's feelings, but you should remember his dream - because this is your responsibility as a Maharaja!"