[Douluo Dalu] He and the sea

The night is dark, and although there are no stars or moon, the carved railings are still like jade, and the glazed tiles are still transparent and bright. The sound of wind is approaching, the silk curtains are fluttering, and the excited pearls and ears collide, making the ears move.

Chong Pavilion Cui Wei, the building is exquisite, there is no one around at that time, the candlelight in the hall is bright, still trailing the flames of flowers, on the jade sandalwood chair, the man is holding his forehead with one hand, and puts the other hand on his knee, his eyes are far away, as if He was looking at the carved lantern a few meters away, and seemed to be studying and thinking about it through these objects.

When a person enters the hall, his steps are gentle. He does not dare to disturb the people sitting there, so he hurriedly bends his knees and lowers his head.

"Sect Master, the young lady entered the city safely and has successfully enrolled in school."

The man's eyes did not move, he only raised the corners of his lips in a clear arc: "I know, let's get down."

The words were gentle, just like his smooth and elegant demeanor. The man flexed his slender knuckles, stood up half straight, and moved his eyes to His Highness. The person who had just come to deliver the message had already retreated. This place was bright and bright. The hall is silent again.

Not even half a moment later, the door suddenly opened wide, and a strong wind entered the room, whistling through the hall, and then stopped abruptly, pausing in front of his jade sandalwood chair.

"Wind."

The long sword swept forward, breaking through the whirlwind silent night like flowing clouds and flying snow. The candlelight was half-glow and half-reflected, shining red on the frosty hair of the visitor.

Ning Fengzhi raised his eyes when he was called. He stood up slowly and met the man with white hair and childish face.

"Uncle Jian, it's so late at night, why don't you rest?"

The person who came had his hands behind his back, his sword intent slightly restrained, and the blue light was like a dark star.

Different from Ning Fengzhi's elegance and pureness, although the person who came here has white hair, his arrogance is not reduced, like a sharp sword in its sheath, shining like a rainbow, and solemn and solemn.

After more than ten years in this world, the person who has been able to practice his sword intention to such a perfect level must be Chen Xin.

"You also know that you are exposed late at night, so why do you still leave Rongrong in a foreign country?"

Ning Fengzhi seemed to have been aware of Chen Xin's dissatisfaction for a long time. He slightly stretched his long sleeves, lowered his eyebrows and looked at the complicated silver patterns on his clothes, and replied unhurriedly: "As for that girl, It is said that it is only a matter of time before we go out for training, and we will eventually give up."

His eyebrows tightened, Chen Xin said in disapproval: "Experience is good, but why did you send her to that Shrek Academy? Aren't you afraid that something will happen to her?"

Ning Fengzhi sighed with emotion, his expression as calm as before. There was a sense of tranquility in his eyes, but there was some unexplainable depression between his eyebrows: "Uncle Jian didn't know that the dean of Shrek was once the top leader of the Golden Iron Triangle. Feng, it’s impossible for him not to recognize the martial spirit of the Qibao Glazed Sect, with his protection, Rongrong will be fine.”

"That's all?" Chen Xin thought about his words carefully, frowning deeply, and noticed something was wrong: "Just now you were just talking openly, you must have some selfish motives, you sent Rongrong out on purpose, could you still return the favor?" Are you worried that Wuhun Palace will take action?"

"Uncle Jian understands me." Ning Fengzhi spread his arms sideways and sent Chen Xin to the sandalwood chair next to him. He stood on one side. The wind passed by and suddenly raised the corners of his robe by half, and in an instant he was back again. Press it down and cover it softly on your back.

"The Wuhun Palace has not been peaceful recently." Ning Fengzhi rubbed the jade ring on his thumb with his fingertips. Ning Fengzhi smiled, like the tip of a willow tip creating a water pattern on the lake. His words continued, He continued gradually: "As I expected, Gu Qi defected from Wuhun Palace and disappeared without a trace. The last news our sect received was that he had appeared in Notting City. "

"Gu Qi..." After pondering for a moment, he had an answer in his mind. Chen Xin raised his eyes in surprise and asked Ning Fengzhi: "Is he Xiu Xiaoyou's younger brother? The one who trained with Yang Jue Jianxiao?"

"Not bad." The wind roared loudly, and the paperweight on the case was fluttering like butterfly wings. Ning Fengzhi walked to the case, pressed down the stack of paperweights, and placed an inkstone on top. He glanced at the large open door. He opened the door, his eyebrows furrowed, but he didn't pay much attention. He just picked up a hollowed-out silver incense ball on the table, put it in the palm of his hand and played with it.

"He caused quite a stir this time. He was the first name on the killing order recently issued by Wuhun Palace."

"A fatwa?" Chen Xin snorted coldly, raised his two fingers and tapped on the armrests of the sandalwood chair. He leaned on the back of the chair with a reserved expression. Ning Fengzhi turned his face sideways, his cheek in the candlelight. There was a difference in light and shade, and he didn't know who he was remembering. He sighed inaudibly and slowly said: "Uncle Jian, except for Uncle Gu, don't let others know about Rongrong's departure from the sect. The sect is now Like an ant in a bowl being stared at.”

The crow-green pavilion curtains were blown down by the wind, and under the dim candlelight, the temperature in the palace dropped, almost the same as the temperature outside at night. Chen Xin clearly saw the pros and cons of this, and said nothing more, only agreed. Liao Ning Fengzhi: "I know this well, so don't worry."

When leaving the main hall, Chen Xin walked out. After Ning Fengzhi sent him outside the hall, he went back. The high pavilion was deserted. He was used to being alone all year round and would never ask his servants to stay here. .

Ning Fengzhi stood in front of the case, his eyebrows lowered and his aura as calm as orchid. He put the incense ball aside and pushed away many piles of backlogged documents. Finally, he slowly pulled out Zhang Xuan from the bottom. Yellow shriveled paper.

The three large characters on it can still be read clearly, but the font is different from the current one. After all, it was written more than ten years ago.

[fatwa]

These three words were particularly eye-catching. Ning Fengzhi moved his eyes and read them word by word. There were only two names listed on the paper. More than ten years apart, when he looked at it again, he felt a little unfamiliar. .

[Gu Xiu, Roy...

For those who do not follow the palace rules and commit private crimes again, I will issue this order in the name of Your Majesty and pass it on to everyone in Wuhun Palace. If anyone is caught, they will be killed and their soul bones will be rewarded. ]

The words were like needles, and he couldn't help but look away, quickly folded the paper, and put it into the secret box. After completing this series of actions, Ning Fengzhi bent down and pressed his hands tightly on the desk. The veins on the back of his hands suddenly appeared. Apparently, it is ferocious and terrifying.

For the sake of the safety of the sect, he had stayed away from this matter and did not dare to ask questions. But now Gu Qi has betrayed...

Ning Fengzhi closed his eyes, concealing a gloomy look. His old friend was afraid that he would show his talents again.

A few hours passed, and dawn was about to break. The endless competition in the Great Soul Fighting Arena temporarily stopped. The copper door opened wide, and the crowd poured out like a flood. Nine people were among them, and they stood in the outfield with the flow. .

Everyone leaned against the wall and said nothing to each other. After this night of fighting, their soul power had been exhausted a lot. They were yawning continuously despite the black eyes under their eyes.

His shoulders sank, Atin glanced sideways, and then lifted Ning Rongrong's arm to make her pillow more comfortable.

There were two games of two against two and two games of one against one, including three steady wins and one narrow win. A Ting took the water bag handed over by Xiao Wu and drank several mouthfuls before feeling that his throat felt better, and he couldn't fall asleep either. She raised her eyes and looked at the gray sky above her head. It was blocked by the square courtyard walls. She couldn't see the shadows of birds flying by, nor could she see the rolling clouds. There was only a gray curtain. The haze is thick.

While she was in a daze, something was suddenly stuffed into her palm. Atin frowned and looked over subconsciously. Her palm was white, like turbulent resin, which became more and more beautiful in the mist surrounding her. Run.

Looking at the sausage lying innocently in her hand, Atin slowly connected her thoughts. She glanced to her left. Across from Zhu Zhuqing, who was still resting, Oscar touched his head with a slight grin on his lips, revealing Looking at Huya, he smiled sheepishly: "You still don't know my name, right? My name is Oscar, and I watched your game all night."

"I know, thank you." A Ting raised her eyebrows, the ripples in her bright blue eyes moved slightly, and she smiled lightly, like an epiphyllum that suddenly appeared in the deep night, her graceful grace shook her heart. .

Tang San was standing opposite, and he suddenly looked away. A fire seemed to have appeared in his heart, and it suddenly ignited, burning nothing, and burning his heart.

Based on his familiarity with Ating, he naturally knew that she treated everyone with kind words. Sometimes he felt that Ating was like his own shadow. After all, their personalities were similar, but sometimes he also felt that this The shadow was too deep and far away, and he had never understood it in detail. Perhaps conversely, it was because Atin never allowed others to ask too many questions.

There was still a thin layer of sweat on his palms, and they were as cold as ice after being touched by the wind. Tang San pursed his lips, and did not use his inner strength to dissipate the coldness, but instead allowed this feeling to run wild, just like the feeling deep in his heart. That cluster of flames has already started a prairie fire.

The sky was getting brighter again, and most of the people in the outfield had left. Flanders wrapped his robe tightly, waved back, and walked out with a few boys and girls.

When he returned to the academy, Flanders looked very sleepy. He walked towards his dean's office while instructing the children behind him.

"I'll give you a day off, get enough sleep, and then practice hard for me, and go to the Star Dou Forest tomorrow."

As soon as he said these words, everyone woke up. Dai Mubai looked at Oscar belatedly, finally reacted, and hurriedly pulled him over: "Xiao Ao, have you passed level 30 too?"

"Ah? Yes, I did pass, but it wasn't long before I broke through." Oscar blinked, pointed at Tang San, and dropped another bomb on a few people: "Xiao San also passed."

"Good guys." Dai Mubai smiled brightly, and pushed the two of them towards the dormitory: "Let's go back and sleep quickly. When we have regained our energy, we will go to the Star Dou Forest."

Zhu Zhuqing ignored this and went back to the dormitory after being surprised. A Ting took Xiao Wu and Ma Hongjun to say goodbye and then went back.

There was no one on the road. Xiao Wu swept away her previous fatigue and said happily: "Great, I can go home."

Ating shook his head and said with a smile: "Just to be happy, have you ever thought about how to get out of everyone's sight?"

"This..." Xiao Wu was in trouble. She lowered her head and said angrily: "Er Ming will come to you as soon as he smells his breath, but I think this is too dangerous. If someone is aware of it..."

Patting the little rabbit's arm, Atin turned his eyes and looked at her with a half-smile: "Having been together for tens of thousands of years, you should know what is most attractive to the Titan ape, right?"

Xiao Wu was stunned for a moment, then her eyes brightened slightly and she smiled brightly: "I know."