Muyun Pavilion

Today is the gang sparring day. In the huge Hangzhou arena, apart from the statues of martial arts masters, there are only a few scattered people. There are two people standing in the middle. They look at each other, and they can see each other's confidence in their eyes.

After preparing for the battle, a gorgeous move was accurately slashed at Fan Er, and he dodged it blankly, and when a move was cracked, Fan Er suddenly couldn't move, but still remained unchanged, and took the move firmly , and counterattack...

Everyone concentrated on watching the swords and swords in the arena, because their movements were too fast, they couldn't tell who was who for a while.

Standing among the crowd, Ba Fang concentrated on watching Fan Er and Mu Fan compete in the martial arts arena.

After a match was over, Fan Er gave Piao Ling a glance at Piao Ling who was standing next to Ba Fang, and Ba Fang looked at the pair speechlessly.

Sure enough, Fan Er saw that Piao Ling ignored him, and walked quickly in front of Piao Ling, holding Piao Ling's hands tightly, although she had no expression, but her tone was not serious, "If I am the one who wins in the end, what reward will I have?"

"...No." Piaoling wanted to dodge as usual, but was pulled into her arms by Fan Er and kissed, Bafang backed away silently, not looking at Piaoling's angry and blushing face.

He glanced at Mu Fan on the other side of the competition arena. A girl in elegant clothes smiled and said something while holding Mu Fan's hand. Behind the ear, put an arm around her waist.Well, Mu Fan's gentleness and dominance towards his family's Fei Ying are well known.

At this time, another sparring session began, between Pickled Pepper and Qingfeng.

Bafang didn't look at it anymore, because his focus was not on the competition in the arena, but on...

He sneaked a glance at Fan Er who was talking to Piao Ling with his head down. Fan Er sensed Ba Fang's gaze and looked at him suspiciously.

He left the arena in a hurry, walked through the busy streets, passed through the city gate, and came to the Qiantang River. Looking at the huge sailboats, the endless Qiantang River was sparkling and splashing. Sitting at the crossing of the bridge under the unpredictable sky, he sighed in melancholy.

"Master, why are you here?" A slightly deep voice came from behind, the voice was full of surprise, Ba Fang was taken aback by the sudden voice, and turned to look at the person coming.

Only after seeing the other party clearly did he regain his senses and heaved a sigh of relief, "It's the little yellow man."

The little yellow man didn't understand, so, "Master, why don't you go to the gang sparring today?"

"The old man just came out."

"Master isn't here?"

"Strong head?" Bafang shook his head, "I've never seen it before. This bastard comes and goes without a trace."

The little yellow man let out an "oh", with a slightly disappointed expression on his face, he originally wanted to discuss with his master.

"It's far away from the ring, why did you come here?" Ba Fang asked, calling the minions to sit down together.

"Junior Sister said that the sunset here is beautiful, so before it's my turn to play, come and have a look." The little yellow man looked at the sky, "But it doesn't seem to be the right time, it's about to rain."

"...When you are free, take your junior sister Tsing Yi to familiarize yourself with the environment." Ba Fang instructed, "I am not here often, and your master is letting you go, so I can only work hard on you."

"Haha, master, don't worry, master is missing, and senior sister is not here, I will take good care of her." The little yellow man smiled heartily, and replied, "Master uncle is here, I will go to him to discuss."

Bafang nodded, looked at the back of the little yellow man going away, and sighed slightly.Is there something wrong with his education method?Everyone in the division wants to compete with their master.

He sat in a daze at the entrance of the bridge, and before he knew it, it was already night.

He looked up at the sky, the sky was gloomy, covered with dark clouds, the wind and clouds changed suddenly, and lightning flashed across the sky from time to time. All kinds of phenomena indicated that a heavy rain was coming.

Suddenly a thunderclap interrupted Bafang's thoughts, and before he could react, the sky suddenly poured down with heavy rain, drenching Bafang from head to toe.

An umbrella suddenly covered Bafang, accompanied by a teasing voice, "Bafang, you don't need to get wet in the rain when you think about your thoughts, I really don't know what you young people think."

Bafang looked at the person with a half-smile, "Don't make it sound like you're very old. Where did you get the umbrella?"

"Well, I borrowed it from the helper." Meng Meng shrugged and wrote lightly. Thinking of the scene when he borrowed an umbrella from Yan Yu just now, he felt that Yan Yu's eyes were resentful, as if he was accusing him, "I only have an umbrella, why should I borrow it from you?" ?”

"So why are you in the rain?"

"This is a force majeure factor." Bafang looked at the sky melancholy.

Believe it or not, she said "tsk", "I thought you were thinking about Fan Er."

When Bafang heard the word "Fan'er", his body trembled, and then he smiled and waved his hands as if nothing had happened. The bitterness in that smile made me dream that even if I couldn't see it, it would still linger in his mind.

I didn't say anything in Mengmeng, and held my umbrella dutifully, the two of them fell silent at the same time, watching the vast rain curtain together.

"There are still many people waiting for you, including me." Zimeng said suddenly, regardless of whether Bafang heard it or not, he gave Bafang the umbrella, and before teleporting back to the gang resident, he said, "Remember to return it to Misty Rain."

Bafang, "..."

After the rainy night, the sky is blue and cloudless.

Lying on the sickbed, Bafang stared at the clear sky in a daze, and the face of his dream appeared in the sky. Bafang quickly closed his eyes, and when he looked at the sky again, he realized how ridiculous his behavior was. cheerful.

After Bafang recovered from his illness, he decided to go to enjoy the scenery and relax. He happened to pass by Hangzhou Wendaotai, where the gurgling brook was refreshing, and there was a spiritual point behind the small waterfall.So Bafang, who was tired from shopping, decided to meditate and take a rest here.

Just as he was closing his eyes and concentrating, he suddenly heard "Ouch", Ba Fang was startled, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a familiar figure fainted on the Lingxi point.

Bafang stood up, took a closer look, and asked in surprise, "I'm dreaming?"

Meng Meng slowly opened his eyes, got up awkwardly, and coughed lightly, "Bafang? Why are you here?" He would not tell him that he followed him here because he was worried about Bafang.

Bafang pointed to the point of consonance, "meditate." His dream was still rather embarrassing, he was allergic to the point of consonance, he would get dizzy when he got near the point of consonance, and he didn't expect to make a fool of himself in front of Bafang.

Seeing Meng Meng's embarrassed face, Ba Fang recalled that Meng Meng fainted just now, he suddenly realized, he laughed, "Haha, you are not allergic to Lingxi, haha, you are so interesting..."

He dreamed, "..." After being ridiculed, he calmed down instead. Adhering to the principle of "staying away from the point of consonance and cherishing life", he got up and sat two or three meters away from the point of consonance. Unknowingly infected by him, he said with a smile, "You finally have a smile."

Ba Fang was taken aback, sitting in front of his dream, with a sincere smile, "Thank you."

Zimeng pursed his lips and looked at Bafang's facial expression. After he no longer saw his nostalgia for Fan Er, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and finally the two looked at each other and smiled.

Afterwards, Bafang deliberately took himself to play at the Consonance Point, which made his dreams very melancholy.

I was dizzy from my dream, and when I heard him say that, I said softly, "Just as long as you're happy."

Bafang, who was walking in front, paused when he heard the words, and then continued walking as if nothing had happened. I didn't see Bafang's moving smile in my dream. If I saw it, I would be ecstatic, because his long-term efforts have succeeded.