In another dormitory, Sya began to have a more common habit recently: she looked out the window in a daze. The difference was that she still held a few letters in her hand. She took these letters with her today. She originally planned to find a chance to return them to him, but somehow, until she returned to the dormitory, the letter was still in her hands.

It is their power and a beautiful pursuit in his heart. No matter whether she likes him or not, she can't be too cruel to him, right? At least she should leave a hope for him. This is Siya's answer to him.

The next day, there was a letter coming: "Sya, it's really a bit strange. I seemed to see you yesterday. Did I like you so much that I saw you in my dreams?"

Sya smiled at the corner of her mouth, a shy smile. His eyes did look at him, but he just glanced past him and probably wouldn't find himself hidden in the room. But he actually said that, is it because he really likes her so much that he can dream of her in his dream?

She had already entered the dream of a handsome guy. How would she treat her in his dream? Siya blushed and her heart beat, and she felt a little sweet in her heart at some point.

The next few love letters had a bit of hot meaning. Strangely, Sya did not reject some of his love letters that might be teasing, but instead enhanced the sweetness. The night was when she was alone in a daze. During the day, her mental state was also very good. The sky was blue, the grass was green, and the wind was soft. Everything was so beautiful. Except for the frequent annoyance of Nars' regular chats, she did not object to Nars' gentlemanly invitations - invitations to go out for a walk, but now she began to escape. She even felt that his gentlemanly smile was hypocritical and vulgar!

After hesitating for a long time, she finally picked up a long black cloth bag and gently knocked on Nars' door on a dusk in the night. Nars opened the door and stared at the long black cloth bag for a long time. Although there was a gentlemanly smile on her face, the smile was already stiff.

"Nars, I... give you this wand!" Sya gently placed the cloth bag on the table.

"Why?" Nars said slowly, "Can you tell me why?"

"No, I just don't think I can't accept such precious gifts as others!" Sya said: "And I don't need a magic wand in the academy."

"Not needed in the academy, you will definitely be able to use it in the future!" Nars squeezed out a smile: "Sya, take it back."

"Thank you! If I really want it in the future, my father will give it to me. I know you... are very good to me, but I can only say to you: Sorry! Goodbye!"

Sya bowed politely and turned out.

"Wait!" A hand suddenly pressed on her shoulder: "Sya, you can't do this!" The voice was very fast.

"Can you let go of your hands?" Siya's voice was calm.

The hand slowly retracted. Sya opened the door and strode out. The cold wind blew. Nars' face turned pale. The girl rejected him. Although she had never expressed her good deeds with him before, she did not explicitly refuse. She also walked with him on campus. In everyone's mind, this was his Nars' girlfriend, but today she clearly rejected him, and there was no room for a look back. Why?

With his second-level magician's cultivation and his family background, it should be just right for her. There are not many men who can deserve her identity. She should know this herself. Why did she refuse so resolutely today? Is she having a new goal? Only this possibility!

Nars stared at the open door for a long time, and didn't know how long he had sat there, but his eyes became full of resentment!

Sya finally walked out of the dormitory building in Nars. She smiled in the night, smiling so easily, as if she had thrown away a heavy psychological burden and walked towards her dormitory building. Her steps became lighter. Tomorrow, what kind of sweet words would be in his letter? She didn't know, but she knew that tonight, she could sleep with a thick love letter pillow and wander in her own simple and quiet sea of ​​heart.

Liu Sen is still in the backyard. Now his habit is to train in the backyard for two hours every day, either more or less for two hours. Today's training course is two trees, but at the beginning he felt that the span was a bit large. All the fallen leaves fell from the two trees were thorned, which was definitely different from thorning the fallen leaves falling from one tree twice. The difficulty was more than twice, because there was a distance of about one meter between the two trees.

He must basically not waste time at this distance. This is not too difficult. With his super fast body technique, he can infinitely approach the distance of more than this meter to zero. The difficulty is that when he is speeding at high speed, the strong wind brought on his body not only changes the target trajectory in front, but also the naturally formed whirlwind behind him can also change the leaves behind him, thus making the landing trajectory of each leaf unpredictable.

Moreover, when all the two trees were wrapped in, the coverage of his footsteps increased by more than doubled, and he had to avoid blocking the two trunks from his sight at any time.

Although the sky is still bright and the moon is still helping, and the wind speed has not changed much, once this goal changes, it seems that he will begin to be difficult to train in the dark and under the strong wind, and it is an impenetrable night, and the wind may turn into a tornado at any time. When he runs at high speed, the wind brought on his body is a whirlwind.

As a wind magician, Feng should be his greatest help, but at this moment, he realized that his biggest enemy was Feng!

An hour later, he felt tired during the first training, but the fallen leaves still fell mercilessly. He didn't know how much he had stabbed, but he knew he had missed a lot. He had the first experience of dealing with the wind. When he took action, his hands were conical to minimize the resistance of the wind, and suddenly accelerated when approaching the target. This could break through the wind wall at his original fingertips and use the minimum sound of the wind to complete the final blow. The effect was more obvious, because the probability of falling leaves changing the trajectory for the second time became smaller, and there were fewer changes in the trajectory three times in a row. In most cases, the first blow was successful. Although the efficiency was greatly improved, Liu Sen was a little doubtful. Is this a suspicion of taking advantage of tricks?

Soon, he convinced himself that as long as he can succeed in his skills, he is also a skill. If he meets a master of swordsman, their sensing ability is naturally extremely strong and they are extremely sensitive to wind sounds. He can effectively reduce the wind sounds when he takes action and is also a powerful tool to deal with them.

Two hours passed quickly, and Liu Sen easily left the surround of snakes and returned to the dormitory. As soon as he entered the room, he forced himself to take a shower first, and then handed his tired body to the soft big bed and to infinite sweet sleep. His body was very strange. No matter how difficult the training was, as long as he had a good sleep, everything would recover. The next day was another refreshing and comfortable dawn.

Ten days passed, and after these ten days, Liu Sen felt that the progress was not obvious. Apart from the fact that the wind of attacks was much smaller, he could only ensure that the fallen leaves were perforated on one tree, but he could not ensure that all two trees did not leak the net. He trained for ten days, but the two trees obviously could not do it for ten days. Is this like magic? It is easier to upgrade at the beginning, but the more difficult it becomes?

Or is the heat flow function in his body almost developed, and he can't create more miracles for him? He naturally knew that his ability to achieve such a speed was due to the light of the heat flow in his body. Without it, he would not be able to take the first step, let alone make progress.

There was no class today. He woke up on time in the morning, and there was a knock on the door outside, accompanied by Bosti's cry: "Liu Sen, get up!" This is Bosti's habit. As long as she gets up, Liu Sen will not want to sleep.
Chapter completed!