Ye Zhenfeng scratched his head in embarrassment, and then said, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you."
"Did you raise this blood soul beast?"
"Oh, no, it's the fried bean buns. By the way, I'm Ye Zhenfeng from Chenxingyuan. Are you from Zhenxingyuan? Why don't you go to their studies?"
Han Ziyue stood up and said, "I am from Suixingyuan, and my name is Han Ziyue."
Ye Zhenfeng smiled awkwardly.
Dou Gao was obviously not full, and was wandering around Han Ziyue's feet. Han Ziyue smiled slightly and asked: "You little guy, are you not full?"
"Ouch--Ouch--"
Dou Gao rolled his belly on the ground and kicked his limbs to act cute. Looking at it with such a lack of integrity, Ye Zhenfeng was really embarrassed to look at it again. The majestic Blood Soul Beast was so shameless.
Han Ziyue waved her hand, and saw the bracelet on her white hand trembling slightly, and a drop of water splashed up in the Xuanwu Lake. She stretched out her hand and the drop of water shot straight into the lake like a sharp arrow. .
The water droplet passed through a jade lotus, and the jade lotus petals were instantly blown away. Finally, the water droplet hit a jade lotus pod, which was broken by the water droplets. She waved her hand and the jade lotus pod fell to her. hands.
"Good skills--" Ye Zhenfeng praised.
Han Ziyue took out the jade lotus seeds from the jade lotus pod and threw them to the bean cake.
Ye Zhenfeng said: "What was the name of the skill you just had? It was really powerful. Drops of water penetrated rocks like sharp arrows. It was extremely powerful!"
Han Ziyue disagreed and stretched out her jade hands in the shape of orchids.
These hands are extremely beautiful, long and slender, soft and boneless, as clear as jade. Ye Zhenfeng had never seen such beautiful hands before, as if they were a finely crafted artifact.
She said faintly: "Sixty moments with a flick of the finger, nine hundred births and deaths in one moment. Life is impermanent, only in the blink of an eye. One thought becomes a god, one thought becomes a devil. One thought of gods and demons are all in one moment. This is the finger of instant destruction."
Ye Zhenfeng couldn't help but take a breath of cold air and exclaimed in her heart, what a domineering fingering!
There are a total of ten fingering methods for destroying the world in an instant, which are: one thought, soul rising, inexhaustible, instant, leaving tribulation, blood-stained, illusory sea, thunder, gods and demons, and destroying the world.
Ye Zhenfeng pointed at her eyes and asked softly: "By the way, are your eyes naturally purple?"
Han Ziyue raised her head slightly and said disdainfully: "I'm different from you, right? Do you also think I'm a weirdo?"
Ye Zhenfeng quickly waved his hand and said: "Of course not--"
Han Ziyue smiled and said: "Just because of these strange-colored eyes, I have been called a witch by people here since I entered Da Yang Mansion. It doesn't matter, I'm used to it."
Ye Zhenfeng quickly shook his hand and said: "Of course not, so what if the pupils are different colors? We are all the same people..."
Ye Zhenfeng wanted to tell Han Ziyue that she also had strange-colored eyes, but in the end she gritted her teeth and held back.
Ye Zhenfeng watched Han Ziyue turn her head and stare at the misty Xuanwu Lake. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart. Because of these purple eyes, she must have been ostracized. Maybe it was because she missed her hometown all over the world. Come and wander around the lake to express your homesickness!
He stepped forward and asked softly: "You said you come from all over the world?"
Han Ziyue nodded and said, "Yes."
"It must be beautiful there!"
Han Ziyue turned to look at Ye Zhenfeng, with a hint of tears in her beautiful eyes, but it was fleeting.
She sighed: "It's not beautiful there, it's even very desolate and desolate. It's a desolate place, and there are many displaced people living there, coming from all directions. They are all wanderers whose homes have been destroyed... Even so, it's nothing like that. But it’s very free.”
Ye Zhenfeng heard what she said and couldn't help but said: "It seems that you did not come to Da Yang Mansion to study voluntarily. You are eager to be free..."
Han Ziyue lowered her head and sighed: "Alas, even so, I carry the hopes of my tribe on my shoulders. I can't help myself, so I can only do this."
Seeing how sad she was, Ye Zhenfeng couldn't help comforting her: "Ziyue, no matter why you came here, I think you can always find your friends here. With friends, people won't feel You are lonely, I am willing to be your first friend!"
After Ye Zhenfeng finished speaking, he stretched out his hand, wanting to shake hands with her as a gesture of friendship.
Unexpectedly, Han Ziyue smiled coldly, did not extend her hand, but turned and left.
At the same time, he said coldly: "You are wrong. You will not feel lonely when you are alone. If you have friends, you will feel even more lonely."
When she said this, she turned to look at Ye Zhenfeng and said with a hint of melancholy: "When you form a bond with him, when you finally lose him... that loneliness will be like an ice pick, stuck in your throat."
The wind gently blew the tulle she wore on her face. Under the tulle was a cold and stunning face, like an iceberg lingering in the cold air, like a lonely moon reflected in the water.
Ye Zhenfeng couldn't help but froze, staring blankly at Han Ziyue's retreating back. He slowly lowered his hand, feeling a little melancholy, a little lost and unwilling.
Han Ziyue, this cold and arrogant girl from all over the world, carries too much mystery after all.
…………
"Are you practicing the Ghost Crying Wolf Howling Kung Fu?" Suddenly a voice said quietly.
Ye Zhenfeng turned around quickly and saw Han Ziyue leaning against the willow tree under the moonlight.
The willow silk is like a curtain, blowing gently in the wind, making her face appear faintly.
She has a graceful figure and slowly emerges from under the willow silk. The moonlight shines on her face and the surrounding white light is lingering. She is as beautiful as a fairy descending to earth.
Ye Zhenfeng couldn't help but look a little stunned. He calmed down and then explained: "No... this... set is the Golden Thunder Dragon Slaying Technique taught to me by Dean Nangong."
For some reason, he was stuttering even when he spoke. Could this be the feeling of excitement in the legend?
Han Ziyue held her arms in her arms, patted her orchid fingers, and said, "It doesn't seem to be very powerful! I don't think it is as powerful as the Ghost Crying Wolf Howling Kung Fu."
Ye Zhenfeng hurriedly explained: "I saw Dean Nangong use it. It was extremely powerful, far better than the Ghost Crying Wolf Howling Technique. However, I couldn't learn it at first. The dragon-shaped Qi couldn't be formed. Even if it was formed, it was weak and weak. That's why it made people feel It’s unremarkable.”
Han Ziyue nodded slowly and said: "I see, but you are just immersing yourself in practicing, and I am afraid that you will not be able to figure it out in the year of the monkey. How about I come to fight with you, maybe you can find the crux of the problem quickly."
Ye Zhenfeng was overjoyed at first, but then he thought again, the martial soul spirit in my body is at the level of a soul master. It would be bad if I accidentally hurt Ziyue, but I can't use the Golden Thunder Dragon Slaying Technique without using the martial spirit spirit. Come on.
Seeing his hesitation, Han Ziyue smiled and said, "You think you can hurt me? I think you are overthinking it!"
Seeing being ridiculed by Han Ziyue, Ye Zhenfeng couldn't help but blush, and then said: "Okay, let's get started!"
Because he wanted to help him practice the Golden Thunder Dragon-Slaying Technique, Ye Zhenfeng did not use the Yejia Quan when he launched his moves. All the moves he used were the first level of the Golden Thunder Dragon-Slaying Technique.
Ye Zhenfeng flew up and shouted: "The first level of the Golden Thunder Dragon Slaying Technique, transforming the dragon into an invisible one -"
I saw a white dragon-shaped aura suddenly attacking Han Ziyue's face. The white gauze on Han Ziyue's face was slowly blown up, but she just dodged lightly and easily dodged it.
Ye Zhenfeng exerted his strength again, this time Han Ziyue stretched out her hand to pop out a stream of red air, and shouted: "The finger of instant destruction - one thought!"
One thought is the weakest fingering technique among the instantaneous world-destroying fingers, but even so, Ye Zhenfeng still finds it difficult to resist.
Han Ziyue just wanted to help him, so she didn't hit his vitals.
Ye Zhenfeng only felt that his elbow was hit by Han Ziyue's Momentary World-Destroying Finger, and his whole arm suddenly felt a dull pain. However, in front of her, he refused to show weakness, stood up, and once again used the invisible dragon form.
Since he was in a fighting state and had to be wary of Han Ziyue's attacks from time to time, the dragon-shaped energy displayed by Ye Zhenfeng became much stronger.
Han Ziyue's delicate body jumped up into the night sky, and she saw only a glimpse of her white skirt. She thought out fingering moves with both hands at the same time, and the two red fingers hit Ye Zhenfeng's knees and chest.
Ye Zhenfeng bent down and avoided the blow to the chest, but unexpectedly missed the blow to the knee. He only felt a dull pain in his knee and almost fell to the ground.
Fortunately, Ye Zhenfeng knew how to adapt to circumstances, rolled over and struck out again.
This time, a strong dragon-shaped aura mixed with the martial spirit spirit attacked Han Ziyue. Han Ziyue flew up and shouted: "What a strong martial spirit spirit!"
After saying that, he rolled over several times, turned over a foot away, then let out three fingers, and said faintly: "One thought, soul rises, perfect..."
The finger energy is like a sword, and the three strands of finger energy are fired at the same time to break the dragon-shaped energy.
Ye Zhenfeng looked at the palm of his hand and was overjoyed. He couldn't believe that he could display such a powerful dragon-shaped energy.
Han Ziyue smiled slightly, stepped forward and said: "It seems that you have figured out the trick. Remember the feeling just now, I think you will soon learn this trick of transforming into an invisible dragon."
Ye Zhenfeng nodded and thanked him. When he saw Han Ziyue turning around to leave, he hurriedly shouted: "Ziyue, where are you going?"
Han Ziyue turned around and said, "I'm going to look for fireflies to practice my fingering."
Ye Zhenfeng looked around and saw that the night was pitch black. He thought it would be a bit dangerous for a girl to go alone, so he said, "Then I'll go with you!"
Han Ziyue didn't answer, just walked straight away, watching her slender white figure disappearing in the vast night, Ye Zhenfeng hurriedly chased her away.
Under the moonlight, the two of them walked to the Jade Lotus Fairyland. I saw fireflies flying all over the sky around the jade lotus, insects chirping and frogs chirping, and the moonlight was quiet. The night scene here looked so romantic.
Han Ziyue tapped her feet lightly on the ground, spun her body, her skirt flew up, and then she flew into the Jade Lotus Wonderland.
She placed one of her toes lightly on the jade lotus, and then made a flower-like gesture with her hands. She turned around, and the jade lotus trembled slightly under her feet. She was already flying like a young swallow. She flicked her fingers left and right, and the fireflies in the air were immediately angry. Hit two.
Ye Zhenfeng thought about the powerful technique, but it was a pity that Firefly was so romantic, but she happened to meet Han Ziyue, who didn't understand romance.
He said, "Don't you have anything better to practice your fingering with? I think these fireflies you killed are pitiful!"
