Ever since he returned to the academy from the Blood River battlefield, Xuanyuan Lingtian has become extremely decadent.
After failing to see Ji Lingqi several times in a row, he drank to drink to drown his sorrows all day long.
There were wine bottles everywhere in the room, and there was an unpleasant smell wafting in the air, but among the wine bottles lay a young man with dirty clothes and an unshaven beard.
Sunlight shone into the room through the window and onto the face of the man lying on the ground.
Perhaps stimulated by the sun, he slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were cloudy, and the corners of his eyes were covered with eye droppings.
"Um… !"
Xuanyuan Lingtian stretched out his hands to support his body, then slowly sat up, but his head felt heavy. He rubbed his temples, suddenly remembered something, and started to look around.
He picked up a wine bottle next to him, raised his head, and pointed the bottle at his mouth, but the bottle was empty, with not a drop of wine left.
"correct!"
He suddenly remembered that he bought a lot of wine yesterday and put it in the storage ring.
However, he searched the storage ring and couldn't find a bottle of wine.
"Have you finished drinking? Damn it!"
Cursing, he staggered out of the room filled with bottles.
The words of Ji Lingqi's maid Lu'er flashed through my mind: "Mr. Xuanyuan, you'd better not come. Our young lady won't see you!"
Thinking of this, his chest rose and fell sharply, and a ferocious look appeared on his face.
"Why? Why doesn't she want to see me? Why does she look at a young boy who is in the early stage of a master in a different light when I pursue her so hard?"
At this moment, Song Yan's figure appeared in his mind again.
"boom!"
Xuanyuan Lingtian punched the wall hard, and then he laughed self-deprecatingly: "Xuanyuan Lingtian, Xuanyuan Lingtian, you can't even defeat a master in the early stage, you are a waste, a waste! Wine, I Want to drink!"
Stumbling, Xuanyuan Lingtian walked out of the courtyard, then stumbled all the way out of the academy and into the city.
"Why!"
Dozens of people away, an old figure sighed softly, full of helplessness and disappointment.
The next moment, the old man's figure flashed and disappeared.
A gust of cold wind blew and woke up Xuanyuan Lingtian who was lying on the table by the window of the restaurant.
When he came to the restaurant, he drank until he was drunk, and then became drunk happily.
"Brother Xuanyuan, you're awake."
Sitting across the wine table was a young man in purple with a warm smile on his face.
After drinking too much, his mind was a little sluggish. After thinking for a while, Xuanyuan Ling finally recognized this person as Yan Dongyu.
"So it's you. Why, you came to me for a drink?"
"Brother Xuanyuan, why are you like this?" Yan Dongyu sighed with regret in his expression.
Without any warning, Xuanyuan Lingtian became angry and roared at Yan Dongyu: "If you are not looking for me to drink, please get out of here. I have no interest in chatting with you!"
Yan Dongyu was not angry at all about this, but said with concern: "Brother Xuanyuan, why are you doing this?"
"roll!"
Xuanyuan Lingtian stared at him coldly.
"Why!"
Yan Dongyu sighed deeply: "If you don't have a woman, just take it back. Brother Xuanyuan, why should you torture yourself like this? If you torture yourself like this, you will be the one who suffers in the end, but the other person will be happy. Besides, Ji Lingqi has not invested yet." In the arms of the other party, you still have a chance...!"
Next, Yan Dongyu began to persuade Xuanyuan Lingtian with his eloquent words, and the other party's violent mood seemed to calm down.
Seeing this, Yan Dongyu spoke more vigorously.
After a while, he looked at Xuanyuan Lingtian and asked: "Brother Xuanyuan, what do you think of what I said?"
"Nothing good, get out of here!"
Xuanyuan Lingtian waved his hand impatiently, and then shouted to the waiter not far away: "Waiter, serve the wine!"
Suddenly, Yan Dongyu's expression froze, and he was still a little angry: "Xuanyuan Lingtian, I look down on you, you are just a coward!"
A sneer came from Xuanyuan Lingtian's mouth. He looked at Yan Dongyu with sarcastic eyes: "Don't think that I can't see what you are thinking. You want me to help you deal with Huang Liang. Hehe, you are dreaming!"
Although Xuanyuan Lingtian was a bit of a loser in Song Yan's eyes, he was not a fool. Yan Dongyu seemed to be persuading him to cheer up, but in fact he was instigating him to deal with Song Yan.
Although he hates Song Yan, he is not his opponent.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be so helpless and drink all day long to drown his sorrows.
"Brother Xuanyuan, I have good intentions. Since you think I have ulterior motives, just treat what I said just now as in vain and take my leave!"
Yan Dongyu stood up angrily and tried to leave.
Xuanyuan Lingtian did not try to persuade him to stay, and there was even a hint of mischief in his eyes.
"Damn it!"
After standing there for a few seconds, Yan Dongyu could only curse secretly and stride away.
Looking at Yan Dongyu's angrily walking away, Xuanyuan Lingtian couldn't help but flash a sharp look on his lips: "You really treat me, Xuanyuan Lingtian, as an idiot. Even cats and dogs want to take advantage of me!"
Back in his yard, Yan Dongyu finally suppressed his inner anger and smashed his favorite set of tea cups into pieces.
"Damn Xuanyuan Lingtian, damn Huang Liang! Just wait for me!"
the other side.
Song Yan was trying to figure out the kendo notes given to him by the Great Dragon Sword Master.
My cultivation has improved to a new level, and when I look at this notebook again, I gain some new insights.
After the sword intention is the sword heart.
Before getting the notes from the Great Dragon Sword Master, Song Yan had already entered the level of Sword Heart.
But after reading the notes of the Great Dragon Sword Master, he discovered that the sword heart he understood was just a scratch, so what he understood was just a fake sword heart.
To condense the true heart of the sword, you have to understand, what is the purpose of learning the sword
Therefore, whenever he has free time, Song Yan will think about this issue.
At first, he felt that he was learning swordsmanship to become stronger.
But after going to the Blood River battlefield and understanding the cruelty of the demons, and after he swung his sword at the demons, he felt that he learned the sword to kill the enemy.
But yesterday, after he chopped off both of Young Master Yan's hands with his sword and sought justice for Shen Tu Wan'er and the others, he gained a new understanding - protection.
powerful? Kill the enemy? guard
All, or none.
Putting down the kendo notes in his hand, Song Yan fell into memories. He was just an ordinary student, and then he picked up a ring and obtained a system.
With the help of the system, he became stronger, gained honors, gained the favor of beautiful women, and even gained family affection.
But if there is no system, he will live his whole life in confusion.
Or if the system leaves him in the future, will he be knocked back to his original form
For a moment, he panicked.
Without the system, can I still be so powerful
Song Yan fell into deep thought.
An hour.
Two hours.
Three hours.
Song Yan's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.
Finally, after another two hours passed, a voice burst out from the bottom of his heart: "No, even if there is no system, I will continue on unswervingly!"
After shouting this voice from the bottom of his heart, Song Yan suddenly felt that his mind was clear. At the same time, he understood his own sword heart-persistence!
Author's digression: Three updates
Humph, Song Yan will be heading to the Wuhun Palace soon. What kind of Wuhun do you think Song Yan should get? You might as well write down your thoughts in the book review area to give Mosquito some inspiration.
Thanks to the two boring geeks for the big reward (to be continued)