The sword rose to a height of 100 meters. Ren Zihua lowered his head and looked down at the Forbidden Library surrounded by forests. He was still thinking about Zulia entrusting the lost magic to him. What was going on with the blank magic book and the magic circle that appeared prominently in the book? He still felt that something was a little strange.
"Before we go back to the dormitory, let's go to the gym and have a look." Above the giant sword, Feng Xiaolan said to Ren Zihua, who was rushing towards him with the sword behind him, "Those guys might still be there."
"Those guys? What happened at the gym?" Ren Zihua asked in confusion, "Why are you in such a hurry to leave?"
The two men quickly came to the gym where Zhao Kaifeng had a conflict with the group of professional swordsmen, but now the place was empty. Seeing the deep sword hole on the ground, Ren Zihua vaguely realized what was happening here.
"what happened?"
"At twelve o'clock, I was just about to leave here and go to the Forbidden Library, but I saw Zhao Kaifeng being stopped by a group of professional swordsmen from the guild." Feng Xiaolan said with a strange smile, "The leading guild president and The vice-president is wearing white robes with eagle wings, and the swordsmen behind them are also wearing white robes with swallow wings and heron wings."
"Why are so many professional swordsmen looking for Zhao Kaifeng? Are they fighting?" Ren Zihua's expression became nervous as he spoke.
"It seems that Zhao Kaifeng beat someone from his guild, and they came to retaliate. But you don't have to worry, those people should not be Zhao Kaifeng's opponents."
"Not an opponent? Doesn't the opponent have an eagle-winged swordsman?" Just when Ren Zihua was confused, he suddenly heard the sound of someone swinging a sword, "Why is there still someone practicing swordsmanship at this time?"
He glanced at Feng Xiaolan again as if he had suddenly reacted, then turned around suddenly and walked towards the gym behind him. Sure enough, there was still a "in use" tag hanging at the door.
"Could it be that?" Feng Xiaolan also looked into the gym with a look of disbelief. The two finally took off the sign and opened the door.
As expected, it was none other than Zhao Kaifeng, who had been entangled by a group of swordsmen earlier. At this moment, he was still swinging his sword over and over again, with no intention of stopping. The sweat all over his body kept dripping to the floor. .
The jaw-dropping scene in front of him reminded Ren Zihua of what he saw last night. At that time, Zhao Kaifeng was just as serious as he was sitting cross-legged on the balcony of the dormitory practicing sword energy.
"What are you two doing here if you are up so late?" Zhao Kaifeng asked while waving his sword, his eyes still staring straight ahead.
"I'm not doing anything, I'm just a little worried about the senior and wanted to come over and take a look." Feng Xiaolan said a little at a loss.
"Worried about me? Do you think those half-hearted people can hurt me?"
"That was not what I meant......"
"Senior, do you want to continue practicing? It's already very late now. Such high-intensity training at night is not good for the body." Ren Zihua said, feeling that his upper and lower eyelids had begun to fight. "Since you are fine, we will go back first." It’s dormitory.”
Ren Zihua turned around and was about to leave, but Zhao Kaifeng said again: "Did you go to the Forbidden Library today? How are you doing? Have you selected all the good books?"
The gymnasium was unusually quiet in the early hours of the morning, and there seemed to be no sound in the dark night.
"The book I chose is not bad." Ren Zihua said, looking at the stars in the night sky outside, his tired eyes seemed to be decorated with a few stars, "Senior, I'm really sleepy after leaving."
Back in the dormitory, Ren Zihua fell on the bed and fell asleep.
The next morning, when I was sleeping soundly, I was woken up mercilessly by Feng Xiaolan. He struggled up from the bed, washed up with half-closed eyes, and went to the Mushroom House for breakfast with Feng Xiaolan.
After a simple breakfast, the two of them arrived at the teaching area on the sixth floor of the Whopper through the Space Magic Stone. When they arrived at the classroom, Li Wenqing had already occupied their seats for them.
The two classes in the morning were the history of swords and the analysis of sword manuals. Ren Zihua fell asleep after listening to half of these two classes. As soon as the last class ended, Ren Zihua thought about going back to the dormitory to catch up on some sleep. However, as soon as he, Feng Xiaolan and Li Wenqing walked out of the classroom, the two female classmates who asked him and Feng Xiaolan for their contact information yesterday followed them.
"Well, can we go have lunch together?" Zhang Zhifeng said to Feng Xiaolan directly, with a charming smile on his face, "Yesterday Zhiyun and I discovered a very delicious restaurant together, and there seems to be a discount today. We We can go and taste it together.”
"You don't have an appointment in advance, do you?" Zhang Zhiyun on the side also stepped forward and said. She specially put on beautiful makeup today and wore her favorite blue floral pleated skirt, matching the light-colored upper body. sweater.
Ren Zihua hesitated for a moment. He didn't really want to go but he didn't want to hurt the girl's heart. When he was thinking about how to evade, Feng Xiaolan, who didn't know how to refuse, had been forcibly taken away by Zhang Zhifeng's arm. Just as he stared dumbfoundedly at the two people who were drifting away, not knowing what to do, Li Wenqing was equally entangled in his heart. He didn't know whether he should leave or not. It would be quite embarrassing to go. Isn't that right? It would be even more embarrassing to leave.
The three of them stood there in silence for a while. Just as Li Wenqing was about to leave, Ren Zihua finally spoke: "Let's go and take a look together."
Although Li Wenqing was reluctant, Ren Zihua winked at him crazily, so he had no choice but to follow.
Together, they moved to the gate on the first floor of the castle through the space magic stone, and then used their swords to go to the lively area in the center of Tangqin. Every day, many outsiders who got special passes were attracted to visit here. The streets here are all over the world. The flagship store of famous brand clothing can be said to be an extremely luxurious and high-consumption location.
Seeing the prosperous scene in front of him, which was like being in a big city, Ren Zihua was a little confused again.
"Are you surprised? It was the same when I first came here. I didn't expect to see such a scene in a school." Zhang Zhiyun saw Ren Zihua looking like he had just woken up, covering his mouth and secretly laughing. After a moment, he said, "The place we are going to is over there, come with me. By the way, you two better change into formal clothes later. Anyway, it is best not to go in wearing robes."
Ren Zihua, who had worked hard at this time, had already mastered it after watching others use the magic to change clothes so many times.
After Ren Zihua and Li Wenqing used the magic of dressing up to put on casual clothes, the three of them soon arrived at a French restaurant located between two expensive clothing stores. When they walked to the door, Ren Zihua backed down again. He saw the store The high-end decoration inside seemed to say "no entry for poor people", and I swallowed my saliva unconsciously.
Seeing Ren Zihua standing still at the door, Li Wenqing said without thinking: "What's wrong? You're not worried about what's in your pocket--"
Ren Zihua covered Li Wenqing's mouth, grabbed his waist and walked quickly into the restaurant.
Feng Xiaolan and Zhang Zhifeng had already sat down at a table for two inside. As soon as Ren Zihua and the others came in, Zhang Zhifeng stood up and came over to greet them. She looked at Li Wenqing in surprise at first, but quickly adjusted her expression and said to them very gently: "Sorry, I thought you weren't coming. Now, just sit down with Xiaolan first."
After hearing this, Zhang Zhiyun looked like I believe you, she turned around and said to Ren Zihua: "It's okay, let's find another table and sit down."
Li Wenqing's defense was broken. He was hurt by Zhang Zhiyun's look just now. He looked at Ren Zihua next to him with tears in his eyes for some comfort, but the latter didn't know what he was thinking at the moment. His eyes were blank. Stare ahead.
Under the guidance of the waiter, they sat on a long table opposite Feng Xiaolan. Looking at the menu in his hand, Ren Zihua realized for the first time how serious his countryman attributes were. He was confused by the names of dishes he had never seen before on the menu.
"This French restaurant specializes in classical French cuisine, and I think the taste is quite good." The light from the imposing chandelier above made Zhang Zhiyun's face look a little yellow, "Why don't you order?"
Li Wenqing was still immersed in embarrassing emotions, while Ren Zihua stared at the menu in his hand with an embarrassed look, and finally had to confess to Zhang Zhiyun that he had not actually eaten French food. Zhang Zhiyun found Ren Zihua's somewhat embarrassed look very cute.
In the end, Zhang Zhiyun helped order all the dishes and explained the order of serving to the waiter. Ren Zihua looked at the familiar female classmate in front of him and thought, could this be the legendary lady?
Although Liu Luo and I had just eaten at the school's high-end restaurant once when we traveled through time a few months ago, our mood at the moment was completely different.
While waiting for the food, Ren Zihua couldn't help but feel sleepy and wanted to lie down on the table and sleep for a while. But just when he was about to close his eyes, Princess Yinbi walked into the restaurant at this time. It was Prince Wilson who had met Ren Zihua and the others yesterday.
Ren Zihua suddenly raised his head, startling both Zhang Zhifeng and Li Wenqing at the same table.
Feng Xiaolan also noticed the two people walking in at this time. The right hand that had originally raised the wine glass stopped in mid-air.
