Flying Thunder God of Douluo Continent

Chapter 171 Forget about this boy ([-])

After eating the reception banquet prepared by everyone in Shrek, and happily chatting with everyone for a long time.

Night falls.

Under Flender's strict request, the excited people had no choice but to return to their dormitories. No matter how much they wanted to chat, they had to wait until tomorrow.

Cao Bailu returned to his familiar teacher's dormitory with his bag on his back.

open the door.

The scene inside the door remained the same, it was still the same as when he left.

Cao Bailu casually put the package aside, washed up casually, and lay down on the bed.

The room was very clean.

It can even be said that it is cleaner than when he left.

There was a trace of Ning Rongrong's residual fragrance in the room. According to Tang San, she often came to clean Cao Bailu's room after Cao Bailu left.

Cao Bailu lying on the bed stared at the ceiling and stopped thinking for a moment.

The moon and stars are scarce, and there is little wind and snow. The pine leaves hanging high on the branches may be one of the few sustenances of the world in winter.

When I left Shrek Academy, it was still the night of summer insects, but now that I returned to Shrek again, it was already winter.

The moon is full outside the window, and the New Year is approaching.

The New Year is a festival that should be reunited no matter which plane or era.

It's impossible to say you don't want home.

But, which family is Cao Bailu thinking about?

no one knows.

Being a human being in the third life, not only the height that ordinary people cannot reach, but also the emptiness and loneliness that ordinary people cannot imagine.

【Ugh. . . 】

[Why do you think so much, those people guess that they are all eating hot and spicy food now. 】

[It's also very good. 】

[It's also very good. . . 】

Cao Bailu closed his eyes and fell into a drowsy sleep.

A small centipede jumped out of Cao Bailu's package. It didn't seem to blame the owner for keeping it in the package for so long. It just turned off the light for the owner, and then climbed onto the owner's bed shoulders.

in a dream.

Cao Bailu seemed to have seen a gold and iron horse, blood rain and sand, a blind beauty stood alone in front of a certain lonely grave, and laughed and scolded himself for being so damn careless.

Cao Bailu seemed to have seen the man who was wrapped in the fox fur all year round on the Hua Gaolou, and on the occasion of the new year, he rarely changed into a new suit.

In the end, it was still a fucking fox fur.

Cao Bailu seems to have seen that the eldest son of the Xiahou family in the Northern Han Dynasty spent a lot of money for a cricket.

This guy is really fucking rich.

Cao Bailu complained angrily.

Give half of your family property to my Bailu army as military salary, and I, Cao Bailu, will be defeated in the battle?

However, I heard that the relationship between this boy and his wife is not harmonious. . .

Damn, yes!

in a dream.

Sealing the wolf to live in the Xu, one will succeed and all bones will die.

There are generals who died in hundreds of battles, white-headed soldiers guarding tall buildings, and beautiful women standing on the top of the city, but there are few strong men who can return in ten years.

Maybe it's because they're all dead.

Everything in the world is as muddy as ink, and no one is innocent.

Who can say that one's prudence and self-preservation are not sold for the next better price?
It's also pretty ridiculous.

in a dream.

Scenes, either familiar or unfamiliar, circulated in front of Cao Bailu's eyes like a slide show.

If it weren't for the fact that he is now in Shrek Academy instead of some wilderness, Cao Bailu would have suspected that he was being plotted against, and now he is waiting to see the revolving door.

Suddenly, the curtain fell.

Those memories will eventually come to an end.

And at this last moment.

Cao Bailu seemed to see himself.

He saw the flamboyant white-clothed prime minister, and saw the high-spirited young man who swallowed up the bullfighting world.

The boy who looked exactly like him seemed to be right in front of his eyes.

That is really a young man full of bookish spirit.

Cao Bailu looked at the person in front of him with a wry smile.

He knew he was dreaming.

He has the ability to wake up in a dream.

And this is also the root cause of his bitterness.

Even if a hero doesn't want to mention the bravery of the past, who can completely let go of his most glorious self in a downgraded body?
A saint is not enough, let alone Cao Bailu is not a saint.

"It's New Year's Eve, can't you make me feel better?" Cao Bailu said to the person in front of him.

The man just smiled and shook his head.

"Forget it," Cao Bailu sighed helplessly, "Let him pass by."

"Hello? Would you like a bite?"

Cao Bailu conjured a pipe out of nowhere, and handed it to the boy in white in front of him.

What else could it contain?
That must be heartburn.

Because of the smoke, it burns my heart.

　The state is not good and the outline is messed up. . .

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