Seven years ago, Zhang Xiaofan was just a country boy who came out of the happy village of Qipanshan. He had nothing at that time. He and Zhao Yinger went out for the first time to eat this roadside shop. Everything was so familiar and warm.
After lunch, it was about 2:30 p.m., when Zhang Xiaofan and Zhao Yinger returned to the hometown of Peking University with their student ID cards.
Zhang Xiaofan was riding a bicycle, while Zhao Yinger was sitting in the back seat of the bicycle. They rode slowly along the shady path of Beiping University. The sun poured down at noon, and the spotted sunlight penetrated through the leaves and hit the couple.
This pair of young lovers, the man's body is upright, heroic and handsome face, as well as that a ten thousand years of the same Zhongshan suit.
And the woman is two small hands around the man's waist, side face close to the man's broad, muscular back, on the pretty face also can not help but appear a sweet smile of happiness.
The young couple not only show their beautiful appearance, but also their temperament is extremely special, which gives people a vague feeling. Many of them are also tourists who want to take advantage of the winter vacation of Peking University. Many old Beiping people also have their eyes on this pair of cycling men and women. They feel that the scene is very beautiful.
Weiming lake is one of the most distinctive scenic spots in Peking University and even the whole city. After locking the car, Zhang Xiaofan and Zhao Yinger came to Weiming lake with a view of the fence. The breeze was gentle and fresh.
"Yinger, is there anything you want to ask me?"
After a long silence, Zhang Xiaofan finally took the initiative to break the current silence.
The wind of the lake gently blows the green silk of Zhao Yinger, and Zhao Yinger speaks softly.
"If you want to tell me something, even if I don't ask, you will tell me."
"If you don't want me to know, I won't ask more."
Zhao Yinger's beautiful face, eyes like autumn water, ripples, the lake wind blowing, a wisp of musk, such as orchid fragrance also floated into Zhang Xiaofan's nose, let him have a bit of mind.
"In fact, in front of you, in addition to the worldly world on the surface, there is also a world of practitioners who are superior to the secular world."
"These practitioners have more powerful and terrifying fighting power. Even if you are the super first-class martial arts masters, fighters and WWE gold belt boxing champions in the secular world, there is no substantial difference between them and three-year-old children.
Objectively speaking, the real strength of the practitioners is more like that of Jin Yong, Gu Long and Liang Yusheng. Those who stand at the top of the pyramid are even more powerful than the so-called martial arts experts, which are more than ten times and a hundred times more powerful. "
" at the same time, they are also more bloody and brutal... "
Zhang Xiaofan's face is calm, and his tone is indifferent. He tells Zhao Yinger about the matter of the cultivator. His eyes also fall on the lake not far away, showing a thoughtful look on his face.
"So, are you also a practitioner?"
After hearing Zhang Xiaofan talk about all kinds of things about the cultivator, Zhao Ying'er looks as usual, does not show how surprised, just continue to ask, way.
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