The male ticket is the lighthouse jellyfish [Live]

"Would it be possible for me to trip over using six swords at the same time?" Du Feng asked curiously.

"Don't worry about it, how can I trip over the different lengths, and it's a part of my body, just like ordinary people's hands, will I trip when I'm working?" The old man made himself a cup of tea.

"Oh, I see.

For the old man, his hands are just like the hands of ordinary people, except that ordinary people have two hands, and he has countless hands. Ordinary people can only control two hands, but he can control countless hands, and it is more powerful than two hands. Hands are more flexible.

"Do you think the owner who wrote that letter has countless hands like you?" Du Feng continued to ask.

The old man shook his head, "As far as I know, I am the only one with countless hands."

"That's it." That's hard to find, "Who uses double swords?"

"I'll tell you?" The old man knocked on him, "Why are you looking for a demon who wrote love letters?"

Du Feng covered his head, "Curious, my first love letter."

"Didn't I write the first love letter?" The old man squinted at him.

Um, back then the two love letters were placed one above the other, and Du Feng read the top one first. If the two were delivered at different times, then the bottom one must be the first.

"It's the first time you took it." Du Feng hugged his chest.

"Otherwise, who do you want to be taken by?" The old man took his hand and dragged him onto the bed, rolled Du Feng into the bed, "Hurry up and go to sleep, let's see who has sword calluses on both hands tomorrow." knew."

"Ah."

Du Feng took off his clothes and threw them into the bed, and the grandfather picked them up for him again, "If you do this tomorrow, your clothes will be wrinkled."

He got up to find a hanger, hung up the clothes, and put them next to the boiling water stove, so that when he wore them tomorrow, the clothes would be warm and not cool.

But the weather is not cold now, it belongs to the state of strong spring, the temperature is a bit confusing, sometimes a little colder, sometimes a little hotter.

"By the way, how much do I have?" Du Feng remembered and turned to ask the old man.

"Leave it to Tianpin Lingmai to take care of it." The old man said casually, "You are only half-hearted. You liked it when you first brought me here, but you forgot about it after two days."

It was said that it was Du Feng's, but in fact Du Feng never fed him once, it was all fed by the grandfather, and the other conveniences were also taken care of by the grandfather, this is the performance of his own mother and stepmother.

The mother and grandfather took good care of her, while the stepmother Du Feng let go and went away by herself.

Du Feng laughed, "Isn't there you? I don't have to worry about it."

"Yes." The old man nodded, "You even gave me your own body, what else can I expect from you?"

After taking off Du Feng, he retracted into the quilt, only showing a pair of eyes, "Anyway, you will take care of it."

The old man sighed and squeezed into the quilt, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be bothered to take care of it."

He slapped Du Feng's thigh, "Come here."

Du Feng came over obediently, and was held in his arms by the old man. The old man liked to hug him very much, like hugging a large plush toy.

I also like to rub his indescribable place, like playing with a toy, I can play with it all day.

In contrast, Du Feng is much calmer, most attacking his chest, and if he moves too much, he will be slapped by the old man immediately.

Du Feng just wanted to grab the old man's indescribable place, but the old man grabbed his hand, raised it above his head and beat him up, hehehe after the beating.

Hehehehe, it was another rest, forcing him to sleep, to practice in his dream, and to continue hehehehe, hey until he fell asleep, it was too ruthless.

Du Feng fell asleep crying, entered the Butterfly Art of Dameng Zhuang, practiced for many days before being released, the old man was ready to eat and drink, and continued to sleep when he was full, practiced again after training, and continued to eat after training, In an infinite loop, more than ten days passed quickly, and it was time to go to class again.

Although Xiaotiandi is much stronger, it also has a lot of burdens, absorbing a lot of precious medicinal materials, so the time is still adjusted to a day outside and a month inside.

Because Du Feng went out for most of the day and only came back at night, he stayed in Xiaotiandi for more than ten days, nearly 20 days each time.

The serious time difference allowed him to improve his cultivation quickly, and under the supervision of his grandfather, he would be hehe if he didn't work hard.

As usual, Du Feng went to the school to find someone who wrote him a love letter, because the grandfather didn't like him mentioning it all the time, and Du Feng never mentioned it in Xiaotiandi.

I have never seen anyone using double swords, but it feels like a trump card. For example, the grandfather never reveals that he has countless hands in front of others. Except for Du Feng, only Hua Luoluo and Xianshi know.

One of these two is his friend and the other is his opponent. The relationship is very complicated.

Du Feng ran to class and borrowed physical education class to find the person who wrote him a love letter.

Round after round of challenges, they are arranged according to cultivation level, the weak ones are selected first, and the strong ones are not jumped. After playing a round, they found that none of them are the same. Du Feng sat on the ground decadently, and classmate Mimosa came over and brought him a bottle of water .

"You seem to have something on your mind recently?"

There is nothing to hide from Mimosa about this matter, Du Feng took the initiative to say it, "Don't mention it, it wasn't the one who wrote me the love letter who caused the trouble, and I haven't been able to find out who it is."

He took a sip of the water, "By the way, do you know who in our class uses double swords?"

Student Mimosa quickly shook her head, "I don't know."

Du Feng sighed, "That's weird, what's wrong with this person? He wrote a love letter and didn't show up, are you kidding me?"

Classmate Mimosa sat next to him, "Maybe he is afraid that he won't even be a friend if you find out."

"Huh? How do you know so clearly?" Du Feng looked at him suspiciously.

Mimosa quickly waved her hands, "I just said that, I can guess, I can't count."

Is it really a guess?

Du Feng wasn't stupid, and he didn't expose it, but he finally found out who it was, and his heart sank.

Of course, since Mimosa doesn't want him to know, then he should just pretend he doesn't know.

The reason why classmate Mimosa wrote him a love letter was probably because he talked too much a few days ago, talking about why there is no love letter from me all day long, and then classmate Mimosa wrote him a letter.

But I didn't want him to know who it was, so I wrote with my left hand.

It never occurred to me that student Mimosa could use two swords in hiding his secrets, and he never thought that his handwriting was so awesome that he was about to catch up with the teacher.

Without certain experience, you can’t write this kind of characters. After all, Mimosa is one of the top ten families. His parents are in business. In order to let him get rid of his shyness, he was sent to the dormitory and contacted more people. It is easy to show timidity in public places.

Sure enough, they are not from the same world. Fortunately, Mimosa doesn't mind this much, otherwise the two of them really wouldn't be able to chat together.

Du Feng patted his buttocks and got up, "It's so hot, I'll go back and change my clothes."

Mimosa followed behind him, "I just want to go back to the classroom, let's go together."

"Yeah." Du Feng went to the locker room, which was very close to the classroom.

They walked halfway and separated, one went to the locker room and the other to the classroom. When Mimosa turned the corner, Du Feng suddenly changed the road and followed Mimosa's classmate.

Mimosa didn't seem to notice it, she was holding a bottle of mineral water on the desk in the classroom, and she was also sitting on the seat, looking for something in the drawer with her head tilted.

A ray of light flashed over, Mimosa's eyes sharpened, and she clamped her fingers together.

The light revealed the prototype, which turned out to be a letter.

Thousand miles letter!

Du Feng has not gained nothing after staying in the demon world for a long time, occasionally he can know something about monks, and Qian Lixin is one of them.

Different from ordinary Fetion, the speed of this kind of letter is calculated by light, which is almost equivalent to sending a text message.

Student Mimosa can catch it with one hand, which means that his cultivation level is not low, this guy is hiding something.

The slender fingertips opened the envelope, and I didn't know what was written on it. Mimosa's face suddenly became serious, and he raised his hand and took a pen to reply.

He first looked around and found that no one had changed his right hand to his left and answered letters on paper.

Thousands of miles is a kind of letter that can be used repeatedly to go back and forth. It is a relatively convenient baby. For example, if you are trapped in a certain place, this thing can send messages through barriers and forbidden techniques, which is more convenient than mobile phones.

It’s really Mimosa. Speaking of it, Mimosa may be born left-handed. Left-handed writing is much more beautiful than right-handed, and she has her own style. The right-handed writing is small and fresh, and the left-handed is beautiful.

Du Feng confirmed it thoroughly, and quickly ran away before his classmate Mimosa found him.

Speaking of which, how should I face classmate Mimosa in the future? Is it true that nothing happened?

In fact, if it wasn't for his request, Mimosa wouldn't have written it, right?Maybe it's just like the old man, just to comfort him, don't think too much about it.

Du Feng didn't tell the old man about it, he was going to digest it by himself.

When he returned to the grandfather's office at noon, he found that there was another person in the grandfather's office, who looked like a little boy, with red lips and white teeth, and a jade carving.

"Damn it, it turns out that you don't even let your children go!"

The old man who had just finished cooking and drinking tea almost spit out, "Don't talk nonsense, this is Mr. Xiaoqiang."

"Teacher He doesn't even spare the children, and is going to attack the ignorant teenagers!" Du Feng immediately opened the door and shouted outside.

Grandpa: "..."