"I just heard you talking about what kind of guild you want to start?" Zhao Kaifeng looked at the two of them with sleepy eyes, "The minimum requirement for founding a guild is that the founder must have the title of Eagle Wing Swordsman or be a great magician. , if you two really want to start a guild, you have to become professional swordsmen first."
Seeing that Zhao Kaifeng no longer struggled with the word "magic eye", Ren Zihua and Feng Xiaolan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Hey, let's just brag." Ren Zihua said perfunctorily, finally twisting the towel that had been washed by water for a long time, and turned off the faucet, "By the way, senior, didn't you go out to practice this morning? ? Why did you come back to catch up on your sleep? Sure enough, you were too exhausted from staying up late to practice last night, right?"
"Ah... I am indeed a little too sleepy. After practicing swordsmanship for a while, I came back to sleep." Zhao Kaifeng stood up and piled the quilt aside casually, "Speaking of which, there seems to be another class meeting later. Open...tsk, it’s so troublesome.”
"Senior——"
"Don't call me senior, it sounds like I am so old."
"Then...Zhao Kaifeng, do you hate school very much?" Feng Xiaolan reluctantly changed his name and asked, "I know it's a bit abrupt to ask this question suddenly, but since I first met the senior last night, I I feel like you have a deep dislike for everything here.”
Indeed, Ren Zihua couldn't help but think at this moment that the man in front of him with a slovenly and sluggish life had indeed always made him feel an extremely strong world-weariness, whether it was the dullness in his eyes or the carelessness in his words. Lazy and helpless, they seem to be trying their best to tell others that they hate everything that comes into view. But what puzzles Ren Zihua the most is actually Zhao Kaifeng’s physical state that is completely different from his mental state. Although his attitude towards life is like He is a disabled person with no hope, but his body is frighteningly strong and seems to be full of endless vitality. Not only that, the sword energy flowing around him last night was smooth and thorough that Ren Zihua has never seen before, and it can even be said to be profound. Unpredictable.
The reason why Feng Xiaolan asked this question out of desperation was actually just to divert Zhao Kaifeng's attention quickly.
"Really..." Feng Xiaolan's words didn't seem to cause any special emotional changes in Zhao Kaifeng. He still had a sleepy face, "It's no wonder you have such questions. After all, everyone is watching now. I've always been an uneducated bastard, and that's true. I really don't like this school and hate everything here, whether it's classes or practice, whether it's the ruined castle standing in the middle or the things in front of me. It’s like a pigsty in my bed. I can’t bear to see everything here. No matter you think I’m an idiot or crazy, I can tell you openly—I, Zhao Kaifeng, am a self-destructive fool. A lazy person who is indolent and has no pursuit in life.”
After listening to this inexplicably heart-wrenching confession without any precautions, Ren Zihua felt that his view of the man in front of him had completely changed again. He felt that he had understood a little bit of this man's state of mind through the words just now, but in a daze I felt like I still didn't know anything about him.
But why did he lie? Say you don’t like practicing and don’t want to be strong? He was obviously practicing so hard last night, who was he trying to get angry with?
Feng Xiaolan was filled with guilt. He wanted to apologize, but Zhao Kaifeng immediately said, "The above is my complete self-introduction."
After saying this, Zhao Kaifeng fell onto the messy bed as if he couldn't hold it any longer.
Just when Ren Zihua and Feng Xiaolan were stunned, a circular magic circle with blue light suddenly appeared on the freshly cleaned cement floor in the center of the dormitory.
Ren Zihua, who was extremely surprised, could tell at a glance that the arrangement of the array patterns seemed to be space magic.
what happened? Feng Xiaolan, who was sitting by the bed, was also very surprised and stared at the gradually completing magic circle.
Who is it? What is he here for? Ren Zihua opened the dark magic storage space very vigilantly, ready to reach out and draw his sword at any time.
A dazzling white light flashed, and a beautiful girl in a blue dress stood above the magic circle.
Just when Ren Zihua was thinking about why this strangely good-looking uninvited guest came, the girl had already walked to Zhao Kaifeng's bedside with light steps.
She patted his back tenderly, and Zhao Kaifeng turned around and stared at her stupidly, with an expression as if he couldn't believe that she would appear here.
Just as the two people next to him were thinking about whether to avoid it first, Princess Yinbi had already hugged Zhao Kaifeng and kissed her deeply and desperately.
