Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

　　 The majestic night rain fell on the carriage, splashing hazy mist.

　　 Occasionally there is wind, and the curtains are raised, and only two figures sitting opposite each other in the car can be seen, occasionally a corner of a green shirt, and a white beard.

　　 The brass bell hanging on the carriage swayed more and more violently, making a crisp sound.

　　 overwhelmed the sound of wind and rain.

　　 Ten feet away, not far or near.

　　 The burly figure coughed up blood, looked at the carriage in the distance, and his hair burst.

　　 He was covering his wound, and he was watered by the rain curtain like a soup chicken, but the sword repairman of the dignified Fourth Grade sword mood fell into such a tragic situation.

　　 Zao Wou-ki returned suddenly and caught him by surprise.

　　 For a Fang Lang, Jiang Linglong actually asked Zao Wou-ki, one of the five tigers of the Jiang family, to come back personally!

　　Sure enough, the relationship between Fang Lang and the Jiang family...too deep!

　　 The burly figure turned his head, and he could feel the boiling blood behind him like a blazing sun!

　　 That is the fifth rank of Wufu, refining the terrifying aura of the spirit of the gods!

　　 At this moment in his heart he scolded the dead Lin Yun many times, and the Wu Duan sword master was actually killed by a sword apprentice Fang Lang.

　　If Lin Yun does not die, with Lin Yun's status and the three princes behind him, all parties will be afraid of one or two.

　　 But once Lin Yun died, he would never leave Luojiang City.

　　 "Ahem..."

　　 "You come to Luojiang City, the main purpose should be to find the old man? But why bother with a child?"

　　 "He is just an ordinary child, and has nothing to do with the Jiang family..."

　　 "You mean, Jiang Nizi?"

　　 A hoarse and old voice came from the carriage.

　　 The burly figure was shaking all over.

　　 The next moment, I looked at the carriage in disbelief. The corner of the carriage curtain was lifted up, revealing an old face. Opposite the old man, there was a young girl wearing a veil with starry eyes.

　　 Dean of Luojiang Academy, Cui Cheng!

　　 And... Jiang Jiatian’s beautiful daughter, Jiang Linglong!

　　 "Grandpa Cui, please."

　　 Jiang Linglong's light voice sounded, with indifference, determining the life of the burly figure.

　　 The burly shadow narrowed his eyes, and he suddenly understood.

　　 The arrogant girl of the Jiang family came to Luojiang City for Cui Cheng, not for Fang Lang at all!

　　 Fang Lang... Maybe it really has nothing to do with the Jiang family!

　　 This temptation caused Lin Yun to die in Fang Lang's hands. It was extremely sad!

　　 However, there is no regret medicine in the world!

　　 The burly figure did not hesitate, took out a few fine steel swords from the space ring, threw it out like a rainbow, and shot it towards the carriage.

　　 And his body took the opportunity to light up a few falling raindrops like swallows, took advantage of the force to fly, smashed the rain curtain, and flew toward the house on the side of the main street, trying to step on the roof and escape.

　　 In the carriage, the old man stretched out his hand like a root of coptis and lightly his palm.

　　 A circle of tyrannical spiritual thoughts spread, as if distorting the whole world.

　　 The burly figure who had just jumped onto the building froze suddenly.

　　 Between heaven and earth, there seems to be no rain.

　　 No, every drop of rain is suspended in the air, and his body also froze, like an ice sculpture, as if being sealed by eternal ice.

"Ugh."

　　 "Why bully a child?"

　　 Faint sigh, long and deep.

　　In the eyes of the burly shadow, every drop of suspended and stagnant rain water freezes like ice crystals, and stretches into thin needles like ice crystals.

Puff puff!

　　 Countless raindrops pierced the needles.

　　 The iron sword that was shot sharply burst into a burst, turning it into a cloud of iron powder.

　　 Many black tiles on the roof are directly turned into tile powder.

　　 The burly figure couldn't even hum, so it was stabbed into flesh by countless rain needles.

　　 Wow, wow...

　　 The rain recovered again, turning into a dense curtain of beads, washing every corner of the world.

　　 "Will Jiang Nizi go see you?"

　　 "No, it may not be good for him to meet."

　　 "Hey, you specially returned from Chang'an Road to rescue him, but you didn't even see him. The young people's feelings are complicated and willful..."

　　 "Ah?! Grandpa Cui, what are you talking about, Linglong doesn't understand!"

　　 "The old man... is talking about your sincere friendship."

"Oh."

　　 Jingle, Jingle...

　　 The carriage turned, the copper bell melodiously, the voice gradually faded, disappeared in the rainy night, and disappeared into the main road.

　　 Zao Wou-ki rushed in, only seeing the blood and mud on the ground, then turned to look in the direction of the carriage leaving, grinned, bowed and arched his hands.

　　……

　　 Shushan.

　　 Jian Shuzong.

　　 The vast mountain tops are surrounded by clouds and mist.

　　 One person lies on his side, squeezing the blue and white wine glass, the wine in the glass is thick and swaying.

　　 Facing Xiaojian with white hair and white clothes, closed his eyes and chanted poems, with his chest open and belly exposed, lying on his side in the clouds, unrestrained.

　　 suddenly.

　　 In the clouds, a sword qi came like a tangled silk, winding around his fingertips.

　　 sensed a little, and slowly opened his eyes towards Xiaojian.

　　 "I knew that something happened when the Lotus Sword was born."

　　 "Senior Sister-in-chief went deep into the demon, and there was no news for more than ten years, and only a handful of lotus students were left. Many people in this world can't sit still..."

　　 "Donglu Jiansheng Nanyehuo..."

　　 "Oh, so brave."

　　 yawned, crushed the silk-wrapped sword qi, raised the blue and white porcelain wine glass in his hand towards Xiaojian and splashed it forward.

　　 is still lying on his side, with five fingers stretched out, and a sharp grasp.

　　 The spilled wine solidified and turned into a translucent soft sword.

　　 flicked his finger at the little sword, and the soft little sword was shot out and fell high into the clouds.

　　 The moment it fell through the clouds, suddenly...

　　 The transparent sword suddenly stood firm and shot out silently.

　　 The speed is so fast that it seems to cut a white line from west to east in the Tang Dynasty!

　　……

　　 Donglu Academy.

　　 Donglin Mountain, Feijian Peak.

　　 A figure wearing a red shirt, eyebrows lined up, hands on his back, standing on the edge of the cliff, feeling the vast sea of ​​clouds.

　　 Nan Yehuo opened his eyes, raised his head forty-five degrees, and looked at the boundless sea of ​​clouds beyond Feijian Peak.

　　 suddenly.

　　 The sea of ​​clouds was torn apart, and a white line roared like a white snake in the sea of ​​clouds.

　　 Nanye Huo frowned slightly.

　　 In his pupil, a semi-transparent sword can be seen whizzing from the other end of the sea of ​​clouds.

　　 Heaven and earth cut with one sword!

　　 Nan Yehuo stretched out his hand and grabbed it, countless clouds surging, and turned into a huge cloud sword, slashing towards that translucent sword that seemed to fly from the sky.

　　 噗嗤!

　　 The cloud sword is scattered.

　　 Nan Yehuo stretched out his hand, clamped a small translucent sword, and a line of eyebrows blew in the wind.

　　 The little sword was polished away from the sword intent, and finally...

　　子——

　　 turned into a wine sword, nourishing his face.

　　 "Something comes at me, don't bully a kid."

　　 "Today's Jianshu, you can't afford it, besides... I can't beat Emperor Tang, and I can't beat you?"

　　 The arrogant voice contained in the liquor gradually disappeared.

　　 Only Nan Yehuo looked at the sea of ​​clouds, expressionless on his face, a drop of turbid liquor dripped from the brows.

　　……

　　 Chunmei Courtyard.

　　 The rain is still falling.

　　 Fang Lang sat down on the ground, gasping for breath.

　　 in a precarious pavilion.

　　 Lao Fang finally left Miss Oiran, opened the umbrella, and rushed towards Fang Lang.

　　 Fang Lang saw the vigorous Lao Fang, the big rock in his heart fell to the ground and smiled.

　　 Wen Jiaxi came, his face looked constipated, he lived up to his previous chicness, his shirt was twisted to pieces by the sword air, revealing a lot of white flesh.

　　 "Are you okay?"

　　 Wen Jiaoxi first nodded towards Lao Fang, then looked at Fang Lang, and asked with a complex expression.

　　 Fang Lang waved his hand, indicating that he was okay.

　　 In fact, Fang Lang had really nothing to do with the exception of the sword lotus being a bit overdrawn when he used the secret technique Sword Lotus, and Lin Yun was hitting him from start to finish.

　　 "Hey, you can only say that you... met a woman you shouldn't meet, and you are fateful."

　　 He shook his head in the vicissitudes of learning, as if he were coming by.

　　 Fang Lang: "……"

　　 "Get up, go back to wash, lie down on the bed and have a good night's sleep, come to the academy tomorrow to attend class."

　　 Wen Jiaoxi held an umbrella and yawned, said.

　　 "Is it all right?"

　　 "I killed someone."

　　 Fang Lang climbed up.

　　 "It was a private fight among practitioners. He took the blame for himself, and Datang Tielu wouldn't control it."

　　 "Besides, you have a certificate."

　　 Wen Jiaoxi glanced at the two Qianfei Pavilion martial artists who were gazing outside the courtyard.

　　 "Don't worry, you will be fine with UU reading www.uukānshu.com in Luojiang City, unless one day the Jiang family is gone, or the third prince Li Liancheng becomes the Emperor of Tang Dynasty."

　　 Wen Jiaoxi said.

　　 "The Jiang family's situation is a bit complicated. Regarding the Jiang family and the third prince, you are considered to have been hit by Chi Yu, because you and the Jiang family are too close, alas, woman..."

　　 "You don't need to know too much about the big figures in the Imperial Palace."

　　 "You are only a child, you are still a small person..."

　　 "Anyway, as long as you know that in Luojiang, there is a dean, you will be fine before the scientific examination, even the Donglu Juggernaut will not mess with you."

　　 "But if you fail in the scientific examination..."

　　 Wen Jiaxi said that, he glanced at Fang Lang and said with a smile: "Everything is hard to say."

　　 Fang Lang frowned suddenly.

　　 Wen Jiaxi patted Fang Lang on the shoulder, with deep meaning, and said: "So, you kid... don't hide, just show it when you need to show it, and show your value in the scientific examination."

　　 "Of course, if you can become the champion, Fang is the safest..."

　　 "Under the top spot, all problems are not a problem."

　　 Wen Jiaxi smiled and wanted to be the champion... that was really difficult.

　　 There are 3,000 academies in the world of Tang Dynasty, there are countless arrogances, even Jiang Linglong, may not be able to hit the champion, right?

　　 As for Fang Lang, everything is in his dream.

　　 So, I can only say goodbye.

　　 Fang Lang listened to the words of the warm-up study, quietly bathing the surrounding rain and falling into thought.

　　 Old Wen said so well.

　　 "The champion..."

　　 Fang Lang murmured, his eyes gradually emerged firm.

　　 It seems time to work hard.

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