Chapter 282: good sister
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Chapter 282 Good sister
"Wow!"
The moment Feijian touched it, the entire coffin immediately collapsed and turned into powder.
The soul can come and go freely.
But if the real thing wants to get out of the coffin, the coffin must be destroyed.
Luosock tied a wooden stick and flew out of the powder all over the floor.
Feijian opened the way ahead.
The tomb was quickly opened with a hole.
Luo Qingzhou carefully flew out of the cave with the wooden stick tied to his socks.
The sky outside is dark.
The surrounding tombs are surrounded by black air and dark air.
Luo Qingzhou didn't stay any longer, and left this lifeless space with the stick.
Go back to the stone room.
The physical body is still resting on the quilt.
The little white rabbit, still one on each side, bit his shoe.
But depending on the situation, they are all asleep.
Luo Qingzhou ignored them, put away his socks, put down his stick, and lost his mind.
opened his eyes, but didn't get up immediately.
The strange words memorized just now were recalled again in my mind, and I replayed them word by word, and I was relieved when I saw that everything was missing.
If these words are really in the language of the Yaozu, then it may be difficult for him to recognize them all.
He decided to go to various bookstores in Mocheng tomorrow to see if there were any books about Yaozu characters.
If there is, then he can only learn slowly word by word.
Memorized tens of thousands of words in my mind.
I don’t know when I will learn it before I can recognize them all.
As for wanting to understand everything, it is probably more difficult.
But there is no rush.
When I go to Kyoto, there should be more and more miscellaneous books. There are probably a lot of books about Yaozu.
Then study it slowly.
He didn't think any more, got up and picked up the pitch-black wooden stick on the ground.
The tentacles are cold.
From the perspective of weight, it is a little heavy, not like a wooden rod, but an iron rod.
"Shua! Shua! Shua!"
He held it with both hands and waved it a few times, but found no other peculiarities.
He looked at a rock in front of him, walked over with the stick in his hand, immediately poured all his strength into his arm, and hit the rock with a "swish".
"boom!"
Stone chips flew, and the rock was smashed to pieces!
Luo Qingzhou looked at the safe and sound wooden stick in his hand, leaving almost no traces, and was secretly surprised.
This wooden stick is really extraordinary, no wonder it can be preserved from ancient times to the present.
Very hard!
But there is a softness in the hardness.
When you hit hard, the flexibility can directly dissipate the force from the counterattack without hurting the tiger's mouth and arms.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
He hit the wall next to him a few times in a row.
The hard stone wall was suddenly filled with stone chips, full of cracks.
The wooden club in his hand was still unscathed.
"good stuff!"
Luo Qingzhou stroked the head of the stick and secretly praised it.
At this moment, he suddenly realized something was wrong.
The head of the club that hit the stone wall just now seems to have become thicker.
He quickly put the entire wooden stick across his chest, and watched carefully from the beginning to the end. Sure enough, the head of the stick that hit the stone wall just now seemed to be bloated and thickened.
He remembered very clearly that before hitting the wooden stick, the front, back, and middle, the whole body was the same thickness, and there was no difference.
Strange, this thing can still be swollen?
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
He held the wooden stick and hit the wall again.
I hit it dozens of times in a row, and found that the bloated place has not become thicker anymore, and it is still the same as before.
But after the violent slap just now, the head part of the club is still intact.
"Hiss..."
At this time, there was a sharp pain from the wound on the back of the hand.
At the same time, the white gauze has been dyed red.
It was only then that Luo Qingzhou remembered that his hands were still injured, and the wound that had just solidified was torn apart again.
He didn't dare to move anymore, he quickly put the black wooden stick in his storage bag, and sat down on the ground.
There were bursts of severe pain in both hands.
It lasted for a long time, and Fang slowly subsided.
Luo Qingzhou didn't dare to run around anymore, so he sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to follow the pictures in the book, breathing in and out, and tempering his internal organs.
One day is gone in a blink of an eye.
After dark outside.
He got up again, dragged two little white rabbits, and entered the middle passage, wanting to see if another space would appear inside.
But what disappointed him was still the cemetery.
Luo Qingzhou didn't linger any longer, and left through the secret passage. After cleaning briefly at the bottom of the lake, he went ashore.
Return to Meixiang Xiaoyuan.
After eating, Luo Qingzhou didn't take a bath, nor did he go to the backyard to practice boxing.
Going back to the study, reading a book quietly on the soft bed.
There are still more than two months before the autumn exam.
He must re-read all the books, memorize them, and understand them thoroughly.
Xiaodie and Qiu'er helped him wash his clothes and brush his shoes in the courtyard.
The night is quiet, and the evening style is extraordinarily gentle.
A full moon rises in the sky, and the white moonlight falls on the window.
The mirror of the sun and the moon on the table quietly absorbed the moonlight and condensed the spiritual liquid.
The dark red gem next to it, the most central part, finally began to have a glimmer of luster.
The gray-white tree root in the vase was still immersed in the clear water, quietly and without any reaction.
It's almost midnight.
The door was gently pushed open.
Qiu'er poked her head in and asked softly, "Young Master..."
"don't want."
Before she could finish speaking, Luo Qingzhou directly refused: "I'm a little tired tonight, I'm going to rest early."
There are still injuries on the hands, and the bones of the whole body are still aching, but they can't stand it anymore.
"Oh."
Qiu'er didn't say any more, and closed the door.
Luo Qingzhou read for a while before returning to bed.
Then out of body.
passed through the roof and flew into the air.
The moon is bright and the sky is full of stars.
The weather is fine tonight, but when he thinks about the terrible practice last night, he still has lingering fears.
Speeding all the way.
When he came to Yuanyang Tower, the moon-white figure was already waiting on the cornice.
Luo Qingzhou stepped forward to say hello: "Sister Yue."
Yuebai's figure didn't speak, and flew into the air, heading towards the temple in the outer city.
Luo Qingzhou followed behind, and couldn't help asking: "Sister Yue, can you be gentle tonight?"
Yuebai's figure still didn't respond.
Soon, the two came to the bell tower in the temple.
As soon as Luo Qingzhou floated in, without any hesitation, she immediately took out the two small red socks, biting one in her mouth and holding the other in her hand, in case sister Yue made another surprise attack .
Yuebai's figure glanced at him indifferently, his sleeves moved slightly, and a light curtain suddenly lit up around the clock tower.
Luo Qingzhou clenched the sock in his mouth, with a serious expression on his face, ready to fight.
"when-"
The bell rang.
A terrifying sound wave rushed towards me.
Luo Qingzhou was directly thrown out.
Then, like a small boat in the tide, it began to bounce back and forth between the bell tower and the light curtain.
Layer after layer of sound waves, his body was compressed, rounded and elongated, with various impacts and extrusions.
Severe pain strikes!
Luo Qingzhou bit the sock in his mouth tightly, trying his best to keep his mind clear.
"when-"
"when-"
The bell rang continuously, and the sound waves were like hurricane waves. He was dizzy and weak from the beating, and he almost couldn't hold on anymore.
Until he was numb and dying, the bell finally stopped.
It seems more painful tonight.
But tonight he was stronger, and he didn't let out a scream or beg for mercy.
He fell to the ground, limp in the corner, puffed out his cheeks, and gasped heavily through his nose.
After a long time.
Fang raised his hand, pulled out the sock stuffed into his mouth, and let out a deep breath.
Yuebai stood beside him, looking at him coldly.
Luo Qingzhou rested for a while, Fang stood up and said: "Sister Yue, it's okay, I can still persist."
After finishing speaking, he stuffed another small red sock into his mouth, and bit it tightly.
"when-"
The bell rang again.
Yuebai's figure looked at his distorted face and body, still with a cold expression, without saying a word.
Nearly half an hour passed.
The bell stopped.
Luo Qingzhou slumped on the ground and lay there for a long time. Fang stood up, pulled out the socks in his mouth, and looked down at his chest.
The recovered body seems to be a little more solid than before.
Inside the mouth of the heart, there is a light flickering slightly, like a heart.
"Sister Yue, what is this?"
he asked curiously.
Yuebai's figure said calmly: "Hun Xin, you should be breaking through soon."
After only saying this sentence, I will not say more.
Luo Qingzhou leaned on the railing behind him, glanced at the ancient clock in front of him with lingering fear, and said, "Sister Yue, do you want to continue later?"
Yuebai figure didn't answer, stared at him for a while, then flew out, saying: "Tomorrow night."
After speaking, it disappeared like moonlight.
Luo Qingzhou stared blankly at the place where she disappeared, feeling a little strange in her heart, always feeling that Sister Yue tonight seemed to be colder than ever.
What did he do wrong?
After resting on the bell tower for a while, he didn't dare to stay any longer, so he got up and left immediately.
While flying towards Qin Mansion, he took out the communication treasure card.
He decided to ask that sister Yue to see if she knew those strange characters.
Of course, for the sake of safety, he sent two words. If the other party really knew each other, he would shuffle the order and ask word by word.
Originally, he planned to ask that sister Yue tonight, but the other party didn't give him a chance to ask. I don't know if something happened today, so I am in a bad mood tonight.
After thinking for a while, he wrote on the treasure card: 【Xiaoyue, are you there? Have you ever heard of Yaozu? 】
After a while, the message came back.
【Yes, brother, the monster race, of course my sister has heard of it, why does my brother ask this? 】
Luo Qingzhou was overjoyed, and quickly wrote down a character of the monster clan: [Good sister, do you know this word? Is it the word of Yaozu? 】
The message came back quickly: [Good brother, it should be the word of Yaozu, where did brother see it? But my younger sister doesn't know much about it, but my senior sister is very familiar with the characters of the Yaozu]
"Senior Sister? Sister Yue?"
When Luo Qingzhou saw this reply, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly replied: [Alright Xiaoyue, I’m busy, I won’t bother you anymore]
Xiaoyue: [Good brother, don't bother me at all, my sister is bored now. Can brother chat with sister for a while? 】
Luo Qingzhou ignored him, put away the communication treasure, and flew directly to the mandarin duck building.
at the same time.
On the cornice of Yuanyang Building.
Yuebai's figure was bathed in the pure white moonlight, standing there motionless, lines of small characters clearly appeared on the jade in his hand.
She raised her head, looked at the figure flying fast from the night not far away, and slowly put away the jade in her hand, her beautiful face was as cold as snow.
(end of this chapter)
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Chapter 282 Good sister
"Wow!"
The moment Feijian touched it, the entire coffin immediately collapsed and turned into powder.
The soul can come and go freely.
But if the real thing wants to get out of the coffin, the coffin must be destroyed.
Luosock tied a wooden stick and flew out of the powder all over the floor.
Feijian opened the way ahead.
The tomb was quickly opened with a hole.
Luo Qingzhou carefully flew out of the cave with the wooden stick tied to his socks.
The sky outside is dark.
The surrounding tombs are surrounded by black air and dark air.
Luo Qingzhou didn't stay any longer, and left this lifeless space with the stick.
Go back to the stone room.
The physical body is still resting on the quilt.
The little white rabbit, still one on each side, bit his shoe.
But depending on the situation, they are all asleep.
Luo Qingzhou ignored them, put away his socks, put down his stick, and lost his mind.
opened his eyes, but didn't get up immediately.
The strange words memorized just now were recalled again in my mind, and I replayed them word by word, and I was relieved when I saw that everything was missing.
If these words are really in the language of the Yaozu, then it may be difficult for him to recognize them all.
He decided to go to various bookstores in Mocheng tomorrow to see if there were any books about Yaozu characters.
If there is, then he can only learn slowly word by word.
Memorized tens of thousands of words in my mind.
I don’t know when I will learn it before I can recognize them all.
As for wanting to understand everything, it is probably more difficult.
But there is no rush.
When I go to Kyoto, there should be more and more miscellaneous books. There are probably a lot of books about Yaozu.
Then study it slowly.
He didn't think any more, got up and picked up the pitch-black wooden stick on the ground.
The tentacles are cold.
From the perspective of weight, it is a little heavy, not like a wooden rod, but an iron rod.
"Shua! Shua! Shua!"
He held it with both hands and waved it a few times, but found no other peculiarities.
He looked at a rock in front of him, walked over with the stick in his hand, immediately poured all his strength into his arm, and hit the rock with a "swish".
"boom!"
Stone chips flew, and the rock was smashed to pieces!
Luo Qingzhou looked at the safe and sound wooden stick in his hand, leaving almost no traces, and was secretly surprised.
This wooden stick is really extraordinary, no wonder it can be preserved from ancient times to the present.
Very hard!
But there is a softness in the hardness.
When you hit hard, the flexibility can directly dissipate the force from the counterattack without hurting the tiger's mouth and arms.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
He hit the wall next to him a few times in a row.
The hard stone wall was suddenly filled with stone chips, full of cracks.
The wooden club in his hand was still unscathed.
"good stuff!"
Luo Qingzhou stroked the head of the stick and secretly praised it.
At this moment, he suddenly realized something was wrong.
The head of the club that hit the stone wall just now seems to have become thicker.
He quickly put the entire wooden stick across his chest, and watched carefully from the beginning to the end. Sure enough, the head of the stick that hit the stone wall just now seemed to be bloated and thickened.
He remembered very clearly that before hitting the wooden stick, the front, back, and middle, the whole body was the same thickness, and there was no difference.
Strange, this thing can still be swollen?
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
He held the wooden stick and hit the wall again.
I hit it dozens of times in a row, and found that the bloated place has not become thicker anymore, and it is still the same as before.
But after the violent slap just now, the head part of the club is still intact.
"Hiss..."
At this time, there was a sharp pain from the wound on the back of the hand.
At the same time, the white gauze has been dyed red.
It was only then that Luo Qingzhou remembered that his hands were still injured, and the wound that had just solidified was torn apart again.
He didn't dare to move anymore, he quickly put the black wooden stick in his storage bag, and sat down on the ground.
There were bursts of severe pain in both hands.
It lasted for a long time, and Fang slowly subsided.
Luo Qingzhou didn't dare to run around anymore, so he sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to follow the pictures in the book, breathing in and out, and tempering his internal organs.
One day is gone in a blink of an eye.
After dark outside.
He got up again, dragged two little white rabbits, and entered the middle passage, wanting to see if another space would appear inside.
But what disappointed him was still the cemetery.
Luo Qingzhou didn't linger any longer, and left through the secret passage. After cleaning briefly at the bottom of the lake, he went ashore.
Return to Meixiang Xiaoyuan.
After eating, Luo Qingzhou didn't take a bath, nor did he go to the backyard to practice boxing.
Going back to the study, reading a book quietly on the soft bed.
There are still more than two months before the autumn exam.
He must re-read all the books, memorize them, and understand them thoroughly.
Xiaodie and Qiu'er helped him wash his clothes and brush his shoes in the courtyard.
The night is quiet, and the evening style is extraordinarily gentle.
A full moon rises in the sky, and the white moonlight falls on the window.
The mirror of the sun and the moon on the table quietly absorbed the moonlight and condensed the spiritual liquid.
The dark red gem next to it, the most central part, finally began to have a glimmer of luster.
The gray-white tree root in the vase was still immersed in the clear water, quietly and without any reaction.
It's almost midnight.
The door was gently pushed open.
Qiu'er poked her head in and asked softly, "Young Master..."
"don't want."
Before she could finish speaking, Luo Qingzhou directly refused: "I'm a little tired tonight, I'm going to rest early."
There are still injuries on the hands, and the bones of the whole body are still aching, but they can't stand it anymore.
"Oh."
Qiu'er didn't say any more, and closed the door.
Luo Qingzhou read for a while before returning to bed.
Then out of body.
passed through the roof and flew into the air.
The moon is bright and the sky is full of stars.
The weather is fine tonight, but when he thinks about the terrible practice last night, he still has lingering fears.
Speeding all the way.
When he came to Yuanyang Tower, the moon-white figure was already waiting on the cornice.
Luo Qingzhou stepped forward to say hello: "Sister Yue."
Yuebai's figure didn't speak, and flew into the air, heading towards the temple in the outer city.
Luo Qingzhou followed behind, and couldn't help asking: "Sister Yue, can you be gentle tonight?"
Yuebai's figure still didn't respond.
Soon, the two came to the bell tower in the temple.
As soon as Luo Qingzhou floated in, without any hesitation, she immediately took out the two small red socks, biting one in her mouth and holding the other in her hand, in case sister Yue made another surprise attack .
Yuebai's figure glanced at him indifferently, his sleeves moved slightly, and a light curtain suddenly lit up around the clock tower.
Luo Qingzhou clenched the sock in his mouth, with a serious expression on his face, ready to fight.
"when-"
The bell rang.
A terrifying sound wave rushed towards me.
Luo Qingzhou was directly thrown out.
Then, like a small boat in the tide, it began to bounce back and forth between the bell tower and the light curtain.
Layer after layer of sound waves, his body was compressed, rounded and elongated, with various impacts and extrusions.
Severe pain strikes!
Luo Qingzhou bit the sock in his mouth tightly, trying his best to keep his mind clear.
"when-"
"when-"
The bell rang continuously, and the sound waves were like hurricane waves. He was dizzy and weak from the beating, and he almost couldn't hold on anymore.
Until he was numb and dying, the bell finally stopped.
It seems more painful tonight.
But tonight he was stronger, and he didn't let out a scream or beg for mercy.
He fell to the ground, limp in the corner, puffed out his cheeks, and gasped heavily through his nose.
After a long time.
Fang raised his hand, pulled out the sock stuffed into his mouth, and let out a deep breath.
Yuebai stood beside him, looking at him coldly.
Luo Qingzhou rested for a while, Fang stood up and said: "Sister Yue, it's okay, I can still persist."
After finishing speaking, he stuffed another small red sock into his mouth, and bit it tightly.
"when-"
The bell rang again.
Yuebai's figure looked at his distorted face and body, still with a cold expression, without saying a word.
Nearly half an hour passed.
The bell stopped.
Luo Qingzhou slumped on the ground and lay there for a long time. Fang stood up, pulled out the socks in his mouth, and looked down at his chest.
The recovered body seems to be a little more solid than before.
Inside the mouth of the heart, there is a light flickering slightly, like a heart.
"Sister Yue, what is this?"
he asked curiously.
Yuebai's figure said calmly: "Hun Xin, you should be breaking through soon."
After only saying this sentence, I will not say more.
Luo Qingzhou leaned on the railing behind him, glanced at the ancient clock in front of him with lingering fear, and said, "Sister Yue, do you want to continue later?"
Yuebai figure didn't answer, stared at him for a while, then flew out, saying: "Tomorrow night."
After speaking, it disappeared like moonlight.
Luo Qingzhou stared blankly at the place where she disappeared, feeling a little strange in her heart, always feeling that Sister Yue tonight seemed to be colder than ever.
What did he do wrong?
After resting on the bell tower for a while, he didn't dare to stay any longer, so he got up and left immediately.
While flying towards Qin Mansion, he took out the communication treasure card.
He decided to ask that sister Yue to see if she knew those strange characters.
Of course, for the sake of safety, he sent two words. If the other party really knew each other, he would shuffle the order and ask word by word.
Originally, he planned to ask that sister Yue tonight, but the other party didn't give him a chance to ask. I don't know if something happened today, so I am in a bad mood tonight.
After thinking for a while, he wrote on the treasure card: 【Xiaoyue, are you there? Have you ever heard of Yaozu? 】
After a while, the message came back.
【Yes, brother, the monster race, of course my sister has heard of it, why does my brother ask this? 】
Luo Qingzhou was overjoyed, and quickly wrote down a character of the monster clan: [Good sister, do you know this word? Is it the word of Yaozu? 】
The message came back quickly: [Good brother, it should be the word of Yaozu, where did brother see it? But my younger sister doesn't know much about it, but my senior sister is very familiar with the characters of the Yaozu]
"Senior Sister? Sister Yue?"
When Luo Qingzhou saw this reply, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly replied: [Alright Xiaoyue, I’m busy, I won’t bother you anymore]
Xiaoyue: [Good brother, don't bother me at all, my sister is bored now. Can brother chat with sister for a while? 】
Luo Qingzhou ignored him, put away the communication treasure, and flew directly to the mandarin duck building.
at the same time.
On the cornice of Yuanyang Building.
Yuebai's figure was bathed in the pure white moonlight, standing there motionless, lines of small characters clearly appeared on the jade in his hand.
She raised her head, looked at the figure flying fast from the night not far away, and slowly put away the jade in her hand, her beautiful face was as cold as snow.
(end of this chapter)
Chapter 282 Good sister "Wow!"The moment Feijian touched it, the entire coffin immediately collapsed and turned into powder.The soul can come and go freely.But if the real thing wants to get out of the coffin, the coffin must be destroyed. Luosock tied a wooden stick and flew out of the powder all over the floor.Feijian opened the way ahead.The tomb was quickly opened with a hole.Luo Qingzhou carefully flew out of the cave with the wooden stick tied to his socks.The sky outside is dark.The surrounding tombs are surrounded by black air and dark air.Luo Qingzhou didn't stay any longer, and left this lifeless space with the stick. Go back to the stone room.The physical body is still resting on the quilt.The little white rabbit, still one on each side, bit his shoe. But depending on the situation, they are all asleep.Luo Qingzhou ignored them, put away his socks, put down his stick, and lost his mind. opened his eyes, but didn't get up immediately.The strange words memorized just now were recalled again in my mind, and I replayed them word by word, and I was relieved when I saw that everything was missing.If these words are really in the language of the Yaozu, then it may be difficult for him to recognize them all.He decided to go to various bookstores in Mocheng tomorrow to see if there were any books about Yaozu characters.If there is, then he can only learn slowly word by word. Memorized tens of thousands of words in my mind. I don't know when I will learn it before I can recognize them all. As for wanting to understand everything, it is probably more difficult. But there is no rush. When I go to Kyoto, there should be more and more miscellaneous books. There are probably a lot of books about Yaozu. Then study it slowly.He didn't think any more, got up and picked up the pitch-black wooden stick on the ground.The tentacles are cold.From the perspective of weight, it is a little heavy, not like a wooden rod, but an iron rod. "Shua! Shua! Shua!"He held it with both hands and waved it a few times, but found no other peculiarities.He looked at a rock in front of him, walked over with the stick in his hand, immediately poured all his strength into his arm, and hit the rock with a "swish". "boom!"Stone chips flew, and the rock was smashed to pieces!Luo Qingzhou looked at the safe and sound wooden stick in his hand, leaving almost no traces, and was secretly surprised. This wooden stick is really extraordinary, no wonder it can be preserved from ancient times to the present. Very hard!But there is a softness in the hardness.When you hit hard, the flexibility can directly dissipate the force from the counterattack without hurting the tiger's mouth and arms. "Bang! Bang! Bang!"He hit the wall next to him a few times in a row.The hard stone wall was suddenly filled with stone chips, full of cracks.The wooden club in his hand was still unscathed. "good stuff!"Luo Qingzhou stroked the head of the stick and secretly praised it.At this moment, he suddenly realized something was wrong.The head of the club that hit the stone wall just now seems to have become thicker.He quickly put the entire wooden stick across his chest, and watched carefully from the beginning to the end. Sure enough, the head of the stick that hit the stone wall just now seemed to be bloated and thickened.He remembered very clearly that before hitting the wooden stick, the front, back, and middle, the whole body was the same thickness, and there was no difference. Strange, this thing can still be swollen? "Bang! Bang! Bang!"He held the wooden stick and hit the wall again. I hit it dozens of times in a row, and found that the bloated place has not become thicker anymore, and it is still the same as before.But after the violent slap just now, the head part of the club is still intact. "Hiss..."At this time, there was a sharp pain from the wound on the back of the hand.At the same time, the white gauze has been dyed red.It was only then that Luo Qingzhou remembered that his hands were still injured, and the wound that had just solidified was torn apart again.He didn't dare to move anymore, he quickly put the black wooden stick in his storage bag, and sat down on the ground. There were bursts of severe pain in both hands. It lasted for a long time, and Fang slowly subsided.Luo Qingzhou didn't dare to run around anymore, so he sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to follow the pictures in the book, breathing in and out, and tempering his internal organs.One day is gone in a blink of an eye. After dark outside.He got up again, dragged two little white rabbits, and entered the middle passage, wanting to see if another space would appear inside. But what disappointed him was still the cemetery.Luo Qingzhou didn't linger any longer, and left through the secret passage. After cleaning briefly at the bottom of the lake, he went ashore. Return to Meixiang Xiaoyuan.After eating, Luo Qingzhou didn't take a bath, nor did he go to the backyard to practice boxing.Going back to the study, reading a book quietly on the soft bed. There are still more than two months before the autumn exam.He must re-read all the books, memorize them, and understand them thoroughly.Xiaodie and Qiu'er helped him wash his clothes and brush his shoes in the courtyard.The night is quiet, and the evening style is extraordinarily gentle.A full moon rises in the sky, and the white moonlight falls on the window.The mirror of the sun and the moon on the table quietly absorbed the moonlight and condensed the spiritual liquid.The dark red gem next to it, the most central part, finally began to have a glimmer of luster.The gray-white tree root in the vase was still immersed in the clear water, quietly and without any reaction.It's almost midnight.The door was gently pushed open.Qiu'er poked her head in and asked softly, "Young Master..." "don't want." Before she could finish speaking, Luo Qingzhou directly refused: "I'm a little tired tonight, I'm going to rest early." There are still injuries on the hands, and the bones of the whole body are still aching, but they can't stand it anymore. "Oh."Qiu'er didn't say any more, and closed the door.Luo Qingzhou read for a while before returning to bed. Then out of body. passed through the roof and flew into the air.The moon is bright and the sky is full of stars.The weather is fine tonight, but when he thinks about the terrible practice last night, he still has lingering fears. Speeding all the way.When he came to Yuanyang Tower, the moon-white figure was already waiting on the cornice.Luo Qingzhou stepped forward to say hello: "Sister Yue."Yuebai's figure didn't speak, and flew into the air, heading towards the temple in the outer city.Luo Qingzhou followed behind, and couldn't help asking: "Sister Yue, can you be gentle tonight?"Yuebai's figure still didn't respond. Soon, the two came to the bell tower in the temple.As soon as Luo Qingzhou floated in, without any hesitation, she immediately took out the two small red socks, biting one in her mouth and holding the other in her hand, in case sister Yue made another surprise attack .Yuebai's figure glanced at him indifferently, his sleeves moved slightly, and a light curtain suddenly lit up around the clock tower.Luo Qingzhou clenched the sock in his mouth, with a serious expression on his face, ready to fight. "when-"The bell rang.A terrifying sound wave rushed towards me.Luo Qingzhou was directly thrown out. Then, like a small boat in the tide, it began to bounce back and forth between the bell tower and the light curtain. Layer after layer of sound waves, his body was compressed, rounded and elongated, with various impacts and extrusions. Severe pain strikes!Luo Qingzhou bit the sock in his mouth tightly, trying his best to keep his mind clear. "when-" "when-"The bell rang continuously, and the sound waves were like hurricane waves. He was dizzy and weak from the beating, and he almost couldn't hold on anymore. Until he was numb and dying, the bell finally stopped. It seems more painful tonight. But tonight he was stronger, and he didn't let out a scream or beg for mercy.He fell to the ground, limp in the corner, puffed out his cheeks, and gasped heavily through his nose. After a long time.Fang raised his hand, pulled out the sock stuffed into his mouth, and let out a deep breath.Yuebai stood beside him, looking at him coldly.Luo Qingzhou rested for a while, Fang stood up and said: "Sister Yue, it's okay, I can still persist." After finishing speaking, he stuffed another small red sock into his mouth, and bit it tightly. "when-"The bell rang again.Yuebai's figure looked at his distorted face and body, still with a cold expression, without saying a word. Nearly half an hour passed.The bell stopped.Luo Qingzhou slumped on the ground and lay there for a long time. Fang stood up, pulled out the socks in his mouth, and looked down at his chest.The recovered body seems to be a little more solid than before. Inside the mouth of the heart, there is a light flickering slightly, like a heart. "Sister Yue, what is this?" he asked curiously.Yuebai's figure said calmly: "Hun Xin, you should be breaking through soon." After only saying this sentence, I will not say more.Luo Qingzhou leaned on the railing behind him, glanced at the ancient clock in front of him with lingering fear, and said, "Sister Yue, do you want to continue later?"Yuebai figure didn't answer, stared at him for a while, then flew out, saying: "Tomorrow night." After speaking, it disappeared like moonlight.Luo Qingzhou stared blankly at the place where she disappeared, feeling a little strange in her heart, always feeling that Sister Yue tonight seemed to be colder than ever.What did he do wrong? After resting on the bell tower for a while, he didn't dare to stay any longer, so he got up and left immediately.While flying towards Qin Mansion, he took out the communication treasure card.He decided to ask that sister Yue to see if she knew those strange characters.Of course, for the sake of safety, he sent two words. If the other party really knew each other, he would shuffle the order and ask word by word. Originally, he planned to ask that sister Yue tonight, but the other party didn't give him a chance to ask. I don't know if something happened today, so I am in a bad mood tonight. After thinking for a while, he wrote on the treasure card: Xiaoyue, are you there? Have you ever heard of Yaozu? After a while, the message came back.Yes, brother, the monster race, of course my sister has heard of it, why does my brother ask this? Luo Qingzhou was overjoyed, and quickly wrote down a character of the monster clan: Good sister, do you know this word? Is it the word of Yaozu? The message came back quickly: Good brother, it should be the word of Yaozu, where did brother see it? But my younger sister doesn't know much about it, but my senior sister is very familiar with the characters of the Yaozu "Senior Sister? Sister Yue?"When Luo Qingzhou saw this reply, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly replied: Alright Xiaoyue, I'm busy, I won't bother you anymoreXiaoyue: Good brother, don't bother me at all, my sister is bored now. Can brother chat with sister for a while? Luo Qingzhou ignored him, put away the communication treasure, and flew directly to the mandarin duck building. at the same time.On the cornice of Yuanyang Building.Yuebai's figure was bathed in the pure white moonlight, standing there motionless, lines of small characters clearly appeared on the jade in his hand.She raised her head, looked at the figure flying fast from the night not far away, and slowly put away the jade in her hand, her beautiful face was as cold as snow.end of this chapter
