Tian Yan picked a cloak and put it on himself, then pushed the door open and walked out.
Under the moonlight, on the snowy ground, a handsome young man with white clothes, black hair, and a white robe, with a face as gentle as jade, rushed out of the room.
"His" exposed skin is not much, but it is very white, like fine suet jade, and can even reflect light under the faint moonlight.
It is said that the skin of some beauties can reflect light under the moonlight.
Tian Yan didn't really believe it in his previous life.
She didn't expect that this life would be hers...
He rotated his body skills and jumped onto a wall. His steps moved slightly, but his body was extremely fast. This was a sign that his body skills had been trained to a very high level.
After a few clicks, Tian Yan found a high enough position, used her Sense Motive and the divine patterns given to her by the gods, and looked towards the place where the loud noise had just occurred.
That should be the sound caused by the battle.
The place is neither too close nor too far.
The golden light shone in her eyes.
Even though she was observing with all her strength, she only caught two powerful and sharp invisible forces that passed by in a flash.
One of them gave her a very familiar feeling.
They had met before in Yandu, when they were hunting Yandan, and they even fought against each other.
The ghost valley is criss-crossing, Wei Zhuang.
There were two things that surprised her. First, it was just a fleeting feeling that Wei Zhuang seemed to be stronger than last time.
But Wei Zhuang didn't give her much observation time, which made her unsure whether her feelings were an illusion.
What surprised her even more was that the other aura was also filled with the world-beating Zongheng Qi machine and was very powerful.
Even that man's aura was slightly more powerful than Wei Zhuang's.
The two vertical and horizontal auras give people completely different feelings, but they also have many similarities.
Wei Zhuang is fighting with others, and looking at the entire Qin Shi Mingyue, there are only those who can fight with him at this time, or even vaguely surpass him...
At this moment, Tian Yan could already guess the identity of that person.
But for some reason, he actually came to this place.
In fact, Tian Yan's own inner strength and observation of emotions alone are far from being able to observe such a distance. The divine patterns of the gods are indispensable to her being able to do this.
In life, noble people like gods are always rare.
Precisely because we have experienced too much suffering and met too many evil people, everything in the world is turbid and dark, which is normal and correct. It is normal that all relationships come from entanglements of interests.
Even a little bit of kindness and light is so rare and... abrupt.
She immediately turned around and prepared to go back to her room to continue resting.
Because there is still class tomorrow morning.
But after she left, two more figures rushed towards the scene of the incident, one after the other.
In Songhai today, there are not many people who have the courage to cause trouble near Xiaoshengxian Village, and it seems that they are not weak.
When Wan Zhang and Xunzi arrived at the ruins one after another, their faces were full of solemnity.
The mess in this place is littered with numerous stone fragments. When the cuts are smooth, they look like the surface of a bronze mirror.
It was caused by being cut by the sword energy of a supreme master.
Being able to cut a huge boulder smoothly can be regarded as a first-rate expert. It seems that the mess in this place was caused by the aftermath of the fight between the two swordsmen.
Moreover, on the surrounding ground, on the surrounding trees that had been affected, on the chopped "house fragments", and even in the air, there were still faint traces of sword energy with sharp and terrifying aura.
With such strength, he is probably not inferior to Fu Nian, Yan Lu, or even their junior brother Wei Yan, or even better.
Wan Zhang and Xunzi looked at each other, and they could see the solemn look in each other's eyes.
Nothing happens in a vacuum.
Songhai is not an important military location, and there is no attractive news. The only famous thing is that the Confucian "Little Sage Village" stands here.
What the two of them were even more surprised and worried about was, what exactly attracted such two superb swordsmen to come?
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The second day.
The morning sun is quite bright, and the white snow under our feet is so lovely.
Xiaoshengxianzhuang is built near the sea, and the scenery is still beautiful.
Tian Yan was dressed in pure white Confucian robes, with a white cloak on his back. One hand was elegantly clasped behind his back, and the other hand was hanging in front of him.
The belt around her waist is embroidered with luxurious patterns, and is also tied with a ring-shaped jade pendant.
Wearing a silk scarf on his head, he is quite elegant.
It has a bit of a handsome young man, a slender and beautiful boy, and a bit of the farm girl Guan Zhong.
She walked slowly towards the school.
She is very elegant.
The scenery is still the same, but today Tian Yan is more careful than before.
Today’s morning class is still about “books”.
However, after arriving at the school, Tian Yan was surprised to find that the lecturer had changed.
She came at the right time, never too early or too late. When she arrived, the roll call was about to begin.
Normally, this class should be taught by Yan Lu, but it is not Yan Lu who is sitting on the stage now.
The man was wearing a green Confucian robe, he was noble, elegant, and had a unique temperament. His temperament was naturally noble and dignified.
He sat in front of the stage, and none of the disciples dared to whisper.
Confucianism, Fu Nian.
His face was serious, even a little livid.
Last night, Zhang Liang and Yan Lu had told him everything that had happened in the past month.
The great breakthrough in cultivation and the good mood of great improvement in skills were instantly extinguished.
He was so angry that he almost didn't sleep all night.
This is what teachers are like, no matter how good-tempered they are, as long as they have a sense of responsibility, they will still feel angry when their students fail to live up to expectations.
What's more, Fu Nian, who has always had a strong sense of responsibility for his family, country, and world, and is extremely proud at the same time?
However, he was very pleased when he later heard that Zixing's words and deeds had changed slightly.
If you punish him a hundred times and regret his progress, then punish him eighty times.
When Tian Yan entered the hall, Fu Nian stood up directly and bowed his hands to Tian Yan.
"Good morning, Uncle Master." Fu Nian bowed his hands and said.
"It doesn't have to be like this, no courtesy, no courtesy." Tian Yan quickly waved his hand and said to Fu Nian.
Then, she walked straight to her seat.
Just now, when her eyes were slightly closed, she had already used her special skill "the power of observing words and colors" and the divine patterns of gods to explore Fu Nian.
To her surprise, Fu Nian's skills progressed much faster than she imagined.
More importantly, Fu Nian's temperament seems to have changed a bit compared to before.
It has more indescribable charm than before.
When Tian Yan sat down at her seat, she found that Zixing in front of her had tense muscles and was sweating profusely. He was obviously very nervous.