The Record of the Blackening of Traitors

This stay lasted for three days, and when the three days were over, Liancheng slipped out of Tianchi and went to Zangshu Pavilion.

The Zangshu Pavilion of Guixuelou is built on the whole mountain, with holes carved through the stone, and the nine-curved corridor passes around the mountain, faintly among the floating clouds.

The Zangshu Pavilion belongs to the important place of Xuelou, and must not be damaged. Since the day it was built, it has been guarded by the enchantment of the ancient god sword Zhuxian.

Floating clouds curl around, and blue birds sing.

In order not to let him return abruptly, Liancheng stayed in the Gaoge for an hour scratching his head.

It's strange to say that three months ago, even the young master left home on the grounds of breaking through the realm of retreat. In order not to let Yao Xingzhu worry about it, hundreds of letters and papers were poured out overnight. Now that there is plenty of time, Tianchi woke up and scratched his head for the past three days. Putting pen to paper, still can't write a word.

"It's annoying." Writing a ghost letter, chirping like a bitch.

He raised his head slightly, his side face was stained with a little ink, the pen holder was on his upper lip, and when he opened his mouth, he was caught by Liancheng. If you want to go, you can write anything, but you can’t write anything.

Throwing the pen, the whole person lay down on the low table like mud, looked at the inkstone next to him with his eyeballs, thought of something, snapped his fingers, and a book flew over and stood in front of Liancheng to turn the pages by itself.

Before reading two pages of the book, Liancheng suddenly sniffed the air, "This fragrance..."

He couldn't help but think about it, there was a sound of light footsteps on the stairs of the high pavilion, and then the door was pushed open, and a woman's sweet laughter came.

"Lian Yufo, the master said you are here."

Liwo smiled slightly, and the room was full of brilliance.

……

The morning bell rang, and there was movement in Shuanghua Forest.

Shuanghua Forest is the residence of scholars under fifteen years old. Green bamboos are like shades, and figures of people step out of the winding stone path one after another.

The clock must pass in the morning before the Shuang Hualin emerges. This is the rule of Guixuelou.

There are not many rules in Guixuelou, some of them are strict death orders, and it is the basis for violators to abolish all cultivation bases.

Young people in white clothes and white boots walked in groups of three or four, crossing their shoulders and discussing which mountain and which teacher's teacher's house to study today, and they were speechless after talking.

Due to inertia, the eyes didn't see it, and the body was already timid.

Ying Su, the last inner sect disciple that Xuan Lingzi swore to accept, was nineteen years old. He was a walking ice and autumn frost. He had a cold face and never smiled. He looked like a stranger anytime and anywhere. Wu Jin's haughty posture is gloomy and cold.

An eleven or twelve-year-old boy, still looks immature, but his stature is top-notch among his peers, his black hair is half a bunch, and it can hardly fall down.

He always walks alone, and people always leave him a few steps at the same time, leaving a large area around him, which is thriving.

It is indeed thriving. Since he entered Guixue Tower, everyone has changed from the resentment of being dominated by Liancheng to the fear of being dominated by 'Frost'.

Liancheng was also crazy when he came to Guixuelou at the beginning of the year, eating, sleeping, visiting the brothel, returning to the first place, gnashing his teeth in hatred, dreaming of tearing the National People's Congress into pieces.

However, according to the older brothers, Liancheng has an advantage. He will let everyone down, and will not let anyone lose face. He always gives people the illusion that you can almost beat him, but you can actually do it. .

Hate is hate, and it is extremely easy to play with him.

Ying Su is different, he can beat you with one move, never make a second move, speaks little, strikes ruthlessly, turns around and leaves after winning, doesn't care who you are, never saves face.

Retaliation is not without, and then all disappeared.

Come and go, no one dares to provoke.

It's also strange, when did the Charming Monster Clan become so crazy?

If Gusu Wuhuangkuang, who was born in the direct line of the Meiyao family, they can understand, Yan Qi and Yingsu's two and a half blood depend on what?

They didn't dare to ask many questions, and if they asked, they never saw each other again.

The new student didn't understand, he was right behind Ying Su, and he was a bit puzzled by the seemingly "isolated" boy who was about his own age in front of him, and he really felt that he really didn't want to take a step closer to him .

The young man in front of him was dressed in the same white clothes as them, but he was full of fairy spirit, as if he was independent from the world, unstained by dust.

The same piece of clothing, dressed in general, looks exquisite on him, making them look like dogs. '

Along the way, the closer to Ying Su, the quieter it was until descending the stone steps and Ying Su Yujian left. The person who met Ying Su for the first time asked, "Who is this man?"

"Who else? Song Zhen's nineteenth disciple, Ying Su."

"What is it?"

"No background, I heard it was picked up."

"It's too intrusive and eerie."

"Can you not infiltrate people? I happened to be with him when Xijun caught ghosts and eliminated monsters. I saw him swipe his fingers. The heads of those human-shaped ghosts fell off one by one, like a knife cutting a white radish. , We all looked at it as useless, and we didn't know which technique he practiced, it was not like the righteous way, it was even more crooked than crooked ways."

"Tell me, why are the inner sect disciples in Guixuelou more evil than the other?"

No one dared to answer these words, so they ignored them.

Someone heard a bit of knowledge, "He doesn't use a sword? I remember that Song Zhen's disciples all practice the way of the sword."

"I don't know about that. He is a mysterious person, and he often retreats. Anyway, I haven't seen him use a sword before."

"Hey, who do you think is stronger, he or Liancheng?"

"Who is this Liancheng?"

As soon as this person made a sound, the students who came earlier all laughed, and one of them showed a meaningful smile and said: "In the future, you will know slowly, I tell you, you have to come here in March, every day It can be seen that the female cultivators of Guixue Tower gathered together, and the grand occasion of a hundred flowers blooming."

"Why?"

A hundred flowers bloom?What are you fighting for?

The female cultivators in Guixuelou are also pure and noble. Apart from practicing or cultivating, they each have their own small groups. Either one doesn't like the other, or one doesn't like the other. How can they gather in one place? They just want to see each other.

"What are you arguing for?" One person laughed, with a look of envy of "you chose a good time to come", "Of course..."

At this moment, Yan Qi walked past the speaker, and was silent for a while.

Mother, why is it another piece of ice.

……

Although Yan Qi and Ying Su came from the same school, they seldom met each other. Xuan Lingzi taught loosely, asked questions when he didn't understand, and he replied, as for how far you can go, it all depends on individual practice.

It is said that he is an introductory disciple of Xuanlingzi, and he also occupies a "answer every question," other than that, there is no difference in other treatment.

The Zangshu Pavilion where Ying Su went to was the quietest hour.

He is on the seventh floor, he can go to the eighth floor tomorrow, and after a while, he will not come here again.

The Library Pavilion is divided into eight floors, arranged in Yin-Yang and Gossip. The bookshelves extend inwards against the mountains. Learn the corresponding language and understand the corresponding cultural customs.

By doing things like this, people who can go out normally from Guixuelou seem to know everything.

He sat down on the table and table, holding a pen in one hand and flipping through a book in the other, facing the wide-open carved window, with a dignified demeanor and deep green eyes.

Outside the window, the clouds are rolling and the clouds are relaxing. A branch of the Moon Hidden Mysterious Spirit, which is similar to a red plum, passed by sideways, and a red butterfly that was taking a nap landed.

Less than half an hour later, the smell of powder in the air came one after another.

The steward who was sitting at the door on the seventh floor shook his head, "Sinister, the little bastard who attracts bees and butterflies is back." He actually didn't know that Liancheng was on the eighth floor, but he could make the reserved female nuns in Guixuelou move like this Yeah, except that little bastard doesn't do what he wants.

Oh little girl!shallow!

Faintly, Ying Su heard a female cultivator whisper, "Is it really Liancheng?"

After a pause, one after another exclamation suddenly came from the eighth floor, and the woman's voice became angry from embarrassment, "Lian Yufo, you jumped off the building again, and you don't want any face."

It's always like this, when you see her, you hide.

When the woman said the second sentence, Ying Su had already reached out and grabbed the 'shameless' character, and dragged him in by the collar.

With a slight frown on his eyebrows, Ying Su quickly threw him out.

Liancheng was also dumbfounded, so he jumped off a building and met a corpse picker on the way.

Lifting Lao Tzu's collar, but still dare to throw Lao Tzu, really rebellious and daring.

Holding on to a low table with one hand, he turned over, supported the mask, turned and landed on the ground, shook his hair, put his feet on the nearby low table, and raised his eyes, "Whoever grabs the young master's back collar, I will hinder you by jumping off the building!" .”

Tell me about the people in Guixuelou, each sweeping the snow in front of the door, jumping off a building and falling to death?The brain is fed to the dog.

Straightforward and strong, unreasonable, arrogant.

Ying Su remained silent, sitting still.

After Lian Cheng shouted, he saw Ying Su's pupils mooing, and the wind was blowing under his feet, "My star."

Wearing a face with fangs, madly, he walked up to Ying Su in two or three steps, and knocked on the table familiarly, "Long time no see, I don't think so."

After living in Hanchi for three months and sleeping for three months, as soon as he saw someone he recognized, Liancheng got carried away with pride.

In fact, not familiar.

Ying Su stood still, only turning a page of the book.

Yo, don't speak yet.

When Liancheng saw him, he was naked from head to toe, his clothes were so white, tsk tsk...

Look at yourself again... I can't bear to look directly.

He fell into a little doubt: I also set a foreshadowing of "gentle scum and little seriousness" for Shi Potian, didn't I!wrong……

"Why are you here?" He asked this question, as if Ying Su couldn't handle it these days.He also had a look of disbelief after being struck by lightning.

He didn't write this, he didn't write that this kid actually returned to Xuelou as a teacher.

Ying Su ignored him, so he tapped again, and if he ignored him, he was going to grab the pen in his hand.

Did not rush.

At this moment, Ying Su finally gave Lian Cheng a little response, "Let go."

As soon as he finished speaking, Liancheng was about to speak, "..."

"Lian Yufo, you are hiding from me again."

The voice of my aunt and grandma came from afar, Liancheng was facing an enemy, no matter what else, she would jump out of the window and run when she got up.

"I brought you the drunk flower shade at Guhuatai, if you dance again, I'll smash it all."

At this moment, Liancheng had already stepped out with one foot, and heard 'Zuihuayin' turn around in three haste.

Liberty City is precious, and good wine is not to be missed.

"Don't, don't, little aunt, I'm willing to do my best for you... Let me tell you how much you brought."

The speaking woman came from a crowd of bustling women holding books and covering their faces.She doesn't walk like other female nuns, she stamps on the ground angrily with every step, her brows are coquettish and annoyed, perhaps she has just returned to the snow building, she is still wearing a white and purple gauze skirt, Walk like a lotus.

When she came in front of Liancheng, the little aunt glanced left and right, and said, "Zihuayin's rotten wine is more important than me, Lian Yufo, you are going to piss me off... Who is this vixen?"

The little aunt was spoiled and spoiled since she was a child, and she spoke in a sweet voice, and she couldn't help but raise the end of her voice when she liked anyone.She is beautiful, men follow her, women avoid her, she comes and goes, has few friends, and develops a domineering and domineering personality.

Pointing to Ying Su, the little aunt stared at Liancheng.

If my little aunt said this to others, there would be a fight, but what about Ying Su?It's none of your business, take it easy.

Foxy, what are you talking about.

Liancheng wanted to spit out a mouthful of old blood, "Sister-in-law, don't talk nonsense, meet by chance, meet by chance."

Daughter, you will be one of his harem from now on, so please be careful when you talk, and don't harm him by the way.

but……

After thinking about it, my sister-in-law's eyes are usually higher than the roof, and it is rare to notice a person. It really is... a thousand miles of marriage is bound by a thread, and fate can't stop it.

But when he thought of the child's huge harem, Liancheng felt a toothache again.

"Occasionally, you robbed someone's things and asked him if he missed you. You never robbed me. You asked me if I wanted to. I was so mad." Forgive you' hint, gritted your teeth and repeated: "I'm so pissed off."

Liancheng said nonchalantly, "A man and a woman don't know each other." If you don't ask, it's as sticky as a dog's skin plaster. If you ask one or two, you'll be fine.

"A man and a man will kiss each other?"

She took another look, she was taller than her, and her eyes were prettier than her, the point is, she was younger than her, and she was even angrier.

She has been chasing Lian Yufo for five years, this little goblin and vixen who came out of nowhere.

Liancheng followed her gaze, but was surprised: "Is this right?"

Just thinking about this, Ying Su closed the book and left without looking sideways.

Walk lightly, without taking away a trace of anger.

No, let's go now?The future daughter-in-law is still here, brother, don't be 'Long Aotian'.

"What are you looking at?" Seeing that the vixen was defeated by herself, she was proud of herself, who would have thought that Lian Yufo would still stare at his back without letting go.

Blocking Liancheng's eyes with his hand, "Don't look."

"what?"

Liancheng didn't understand, so he turned to her.

Hey, why are you so angry, what are you staring at me for?If he wants to leave, I can still stop him.

"What's wrong."

"You still ask me what's wrong, I'm going to smash Zuihuayin, let you find a vixen, and ignore you again."

Leave when you're done.

What kind of blame is being blamed for this, Brother Gou is a vixen, he can't afford the blame.I am in the prime of my life and keep my life clean. Please don't talk nonsense about vixen.

Liancheng, "..." A slap was slapped on the face, and the woman's heart was pierced, what's wrong.

He stepped up and chased after him, "Snow Dragonfly, at least keep an altar."

As soon as the words fell, Liancheng and Xuelongfly were no longer there. The female nun in the room looked at each other, and someone said: "She is Xuelongfly."

A beauty is like a flower separated from the clouds, the number one beauty in the three thousand worlds—the Yunshan Fairy Snow Dragonfly.