[Covered Rain] The world of peaches and plums

Fortunately, this person did not lead the killer into the formation. After Zhang Pan completed the formation and partially upgraded it as quickly as possible, he began to think seriously about forcing the intruder to join forces... Ah bah, let’s start a business together Or use various means to kill him.

"Although I intuitively feel that this guy's brain is not very good, but the force value is still considerable. It is a pity to give up like this. It is also very good to be a training partner, but what if this IQ is infected..." Confused After a long time, Zhang Pan decided to observe closely for a period of time before making a decision.

Not long after Zhang Pan returned to the academy, the strong man woke up, his sanity was still unclear, and his first reaction was to look for a knife.

Lu Yinzhu stuck a silver needle on the bed beside his ear, "If you dare to move again, I will guarantee that your true qi will flow backwards and your tendons will be cut off." As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Pan, who heard the movement here, pushed the door open, "What happened?" What's the matter?"

The unique perception of a master, or the instinct of a beast, made the strong man on the bed feel that the threat posed by this frail woman was far higher than anyone he had ever seen, including the young swordsman who came to the capital to challenge the leader.

He couldn't help feeling panicked.

"Where do you come from?" Zhang Pan moved a chair and sat across from this person, "I don't want to create karma, and you better not force me."

"How did I force you?" This man looks quite rough, but he seems to have a bit of talent, "Today is just a prisoner of the rank, if you want to kill you, you will be at your mercy."

Zhang Pan sneered, "When you're insane, you don't hesitate to hurt others to survive, but now that your mind is clearer, you want to die. I know that most men in this world are not frank, but there is no need to go to this level. "

A man expresses his will with silence.

A scholar dies for a confidant, and the confidant is no longer there. What is the point of a scholar living?

"You don't need to ask, I probably know who he is." Lu Yinzhu picked up the knife that the strong man couldn't find anywhere, pulled out the blade, and a small flame pattern was printed on the handle as white as frost, "From this guy's Judging by the number of martial arts and this knife, this person should be one of the four fierce generals under the top master Hongxuanfo on the black list-'Wild Wolf' Wuyulou."

Hongxuan Buddha became famous earlier, even Lu Yinzhu, who has retired for many years, still remembers the name of this generation of hero, not to mention that although this hero is called a martial artist, he is engaged in rebellion.

Being called to reveal his identity, the burly man's face suddenly turned three points green, he secretly accumulated strength in his palm, and decided to fight to the death... It can be regarded as living up to his reputation, how can the people under Hongxuan Buddha be slaughtered?

"Red Profound Buddha... I seem to have seen this name before." Zhang Pan thought about it carefully, "My cousin told me that the man who killed Red Profound Buddha eloped with the woman the emperor had ordered, hey, you know that Who is the woman?"

She looked at Wu Yulou with a half-smile, scaring away the strength that the latter had accumulated so hard.

This can't blame him for not being brave enough, it's just the instinctive fear of weak domestic animals when they face raptors.

"Ji, Ji Xixi." He replied subconsciously, since the young man named Lang Fanyun was his enemy, he would pay more attention to news about this person.

Zhang Pan's eyes widened in surprise, "Master Ji? That guy is so lucky, I don't know if he is as talented as I guessed, I have to tell Du Xun quickly." She hurried He hurriedly got up, and when he was about to walk to the door, he seemed to think of something, turned around and looked at Wuyu Tower, and said with a smile: "We have many masters, but we have no reputation at all. If you die here, others will only think Hongxuan Buddha's subordinates are actually not that loyal to him, the tree fell and the monkeys scattered. I think you should be a person who cares about reputation, so don't make things difficult for yourself, let alone me."

What kind of countermeasures should be taken for what kind of person, Zhang Pan has not met such a single-minded and somewhat cynical ordinary person like Wu Yulou for a long time. My nerves were teased for a long time, as if I was acting in front of this person as an elusive expert like Tianshan Child Elder.

Lu Yinzhu snorted coldly, smiled dangerously at Wuyulou, and followed Zhang Pan out.

Outside the house are Du and Xu who have been waiting for a long time, and Bai Ji is temporarily absent to take care of the children.

"It's a lion, but the claws are basically useless, leaving only a decayed tooth struggling to die. It shouldn't matter if it stays for two days." Lu Yinzhu expressed her own judgment.

"When talking about the past master, the mood swings are more intense. It can be seen that he is not a heartless person, and it is worth saving." Zhang Pan said that he intends to keep this person, "Although even if it is saved, it is just normal. It’s just human level, but it’s still a labor force.”

The rest of the people deeply agreed with this, and Lu Yinzhu was especially happy. After this person was settled, Bai Ji would not need to do the work of chopping firewood and boiling water in the palace.

During the lecture, Zhang Pan briefly told the students about the situation in Wuyulou, and the students had mixed reactions.

Qiu Yingrong: ... Sir, can I find time to kill him?

Zhang Rubi: Sir, how well do you think this person understands the customs of the capital?

Lao Xiaoyan: I think we can have fun.

Lao Xiaoyan: Brother, don't do this.

The fear that they'd be uncomfortable with a stranger with a brain defect turned out to be fine.Zhang Pan smiled gratifiedly and began to randomly check the students' notes.

Perhaps it was Zhang Pan’s words that dispelled his will to die. Wuyu Tower had no goal. He looked at the sun during the day and the moon at night. Then you can continue to seek death.

Maybe it's a good idea to challenge that swordsman.

He seems to be in Dongting Lake.

It's a good place, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and a lot of allusions. If there was still a drizzle that day, it would be regarded as dead like a river and lake person.

Although the appearance is fierce, Wu Yulou was really a serious scholar, and it is understandable that he has some literary feelings in his heart. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this idea was good, and he couldn't help being fascinated.

"I'm really sorry to interrupt your daydream..."

Wu Yulou turned his head angrily, and what he saw was the fox with the highest force value here, who was dying all of a sudden.

"Couldn't you be thinking of 101 ways to die in a relaxed, happy, literary and artistic way after you go out?"

Wu Yu Lou acquiesced.

Seeing that the chair next to his bed was still there, Zhang Pan sat down naturally, and assumed a "confidant sister" posture, "Why do you think people want to make friends?"

"The road of life is too lonely, and there is always a need for someone to walk with you."

Wu Yulou was still immersed in the feelings of literature and art, and Zhang Pan twitched his lips silently, "Maybe this is also true, but I always think that the purpose of many people to make friends is the same as raising a son, and they all want to die later. And after death, some people cry on the grave."

"Do you think Hongxuan Buddha regards you as a friend?"

Wu Yu Lou was silent.

If one day he died in battle, the Red Profound Buddha would of course cry, but he couldn't tell the truth from the fake.

But the leader's sincerity is not what he should expect.

King, ruthless.

"I have nothing but loyalty to him."

"Do you think you have friends?"

Wu Yulou did not answer this question quickly.

The scene of toasting and getting drunk has been faded by the years, and sometimes he even doubts whether it is a dream, but he should be alert and vigilant by birth, and he should be fearless and follow someone to the death.

"Maybe."

"Maybe... it used to be." Zhang Pan's voice was quite soft, but he cruelly tore off the disguise of his words, watching this extremely expert bow his head in embarrassment in front of the fact that he didn't want to admit.

"Maybe." He replied vaguely, "I'm a little tired."

You've been lying in bed for three days, okay? How could you say "you're tired" so shamelessly? Are you tired from sleeping?

Zhang Pan's heart was roaring, but she still had a polite smile on her face, and continued to make up the knife with a kind attitude: "Do you remember when you let possession become what it used to be?"

"..."

"Sometimes writing memoirs is a good hobby, do you need a pen and paper?"

"No, thank you."

Zhang Pan didn't bother anymore, and got up and left after saying "have a good rest", and when she was about to walk out the door, she heard a tired voice behind her: "Give me the pen and ink..."

Zhang Pan, who had successfully brainwashed again, smiled.

Wu Yulou doesn't know how many things a person will miss in this life, and Zhang Pan, who is so much more martial arts than him, doesn't know either.

It sucks to miss out, but a lot of people would rather figure out what they're missing than live ignorant.

Wu Yulou picked up the pen, but found that he encountered difficulties at the beginning of the chapter.

"Where do I come from, what are my parents like?"

I can't remember...

When he was in the arena, he had no scruples about saying that he jumped out of a rock, and his iron-blooded and tough appearance was simply the representative of the word man.Now far away from the happy grievances and grievances in the Jianghu, thinking of the trivial matters of these parents, I feel extremely sour in my heart.

Perhaps it is because at this moment, there is no need to deceive yourself and others.

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