low-key warlock

In a room of Jingrui Hotel in Xinfadi, Su Chunfeng sat on the single sofa with his legs crossed, drinking a glass of cold drink leisurely, while watching the news programs on TV as bored.There was a weak but continuous sound of running water in the bathroom, that was Wang Haifei taking a shower in it.

When the phone rang, Su Chunfeng picked up the phone on the round table, looked at the caller ID, then pressed the answer button and attached it to his ear, and said with a smile, "Senior Pei, hello."

"Chunfeng, I'm really sorry, there are a lot of things going on recently, so I couldn't be invited to go tonight."

"It's okay." Su Chunfeng said politely with a smile, and didn't say anything. This is not an apology to him at all. The dinner was arranged by Zhang Lifei.However, Su Chunfeng knew very well that with Pei Jia's mentality and social experience, even if he wanted to have more private dining occasions with Su Chunfeng to enhance friendship, if there were elders present, if he had to participate, it would be unavoidable. It seems artificial, but it is counterproductive. After all, the two are warlocks, and their communication cannot be equated with ordinary people. Although, they are both used to being ordinary people in their daily lives.

After chatting for a while, when Pei Jia was about to say goodbye, Su Chunfeng suddenly thought of something, and said, "By the way, sister, after the summer vacation, the new Beijing College Student Warlock Association will be formally established, and the post of president... Are you interested?"

Pei Jia on the other end of the phone was slightly stunned, and said with a smile: "Whatever, it's not my turn to be interested?"

"I think you can do it."

"You are recognized as the first choice, you really don't want to sit in that position?"

"Yes."

After hesitating for a few seconds, Pei Jia said, "Of course I would like to fight for it if possible, but I think my chance of winning is still very low, so there is no need to humiliate myself, and to be honest, If you hadn't mentioned it today, I really wouldn't have thought about it, so... Chunfeng, how could you think of asking me if I'm interested?"

These words made Su Chunfeng feel confident, and said, "Senior sister, as long as you want to stand up and compete for this position, then I will definitely support you with all my strength."

"Where's Bai Xingyong?"

"He definitely wants to compete for this seat, so I can't guarantee that I can draw him over to support you, but I will try..." Su Chunfeng changed the subject and said, "For the time being, keep it secret."

Pei Jia smiled and said, "Because of Lu Weiyang?"

"Smart people don't speak in secret." Su Chunfeng said: "Yes, in my mind, anyone can sit in that position, except Lu Weiyang, who can't."

"Then it's a word."

"It's a word."

"OK, bye."

"Good night."

Su Chunfeng hung up the phone, put his phone on the round table calmly, closed his eyes and meditated—except for him, any young student warlock in the capital would be the president of the newly formed Beijing University Student Warlock Association. It is impossible not to be indifferent, even the elders of those sects in the world who have children studying in the capital will pay special attention to this.Su Chunfeng can be sure that during this summer vacation, the news of the integration and establishment of college student warlock associations from all over the world will spread, and there will be many open and secret fights, negotiations and so on in the rivers and lakes.

Everyone knows that sitting on the throne of the president of the University Student Warlock Association, which is divided into provinces and regions, is tantamount to recognizing the outstanding status of that student warlock among the young rookies of the rivers and lakes. The development in the rivers and lakes and society has immeasurable benefits.

And the capital...

It's an even more eye-catching place.

To be the first president of the University Student Warlock Association in Beijing is to be famous in history!

Wang Haifei, who was wrapped in a bath towel, came out of the bathroom wiping her long hair sideways. She had white, straight and slender legs, an exquisite figure wrapped in a bath towel, bare and smooth shoulders, a long neck, and a charming face. The dripping water was rubbed with a white towel and her long black hair with both hands. Under the soft light, she looked like a hibiscus out of water.

Seeing Su Chunfeng closing his eyes and resting his mind, Wang Haifei thought it was Su Chunfeng, who seemed relaxed on the surface but under great pressure after the settlement of Vantone Logistics' matters these days, finally felt a little tired, and couldn't help but feel a little distressed Said in a low voice: "Chunfeng, I'm done washing, you go take a bath quickly and get some rest earlier."

"Well, there's no rush." ​​Su Chunfeng opened his eyes, and Wang Haifei's face was tender and tender, so he couldn't help but raise his arms to gently embrace her, sat on his lap, and then leaned his cheeks against the fragrant plump-plump- In his arms, he squinted his eyes and smiled: "You said, some people ask me to do something, should I help or not?"

"I, I don't know what it is." Wang Haifei put the towel on the round table, hugged Su Chunfeng's head, put his chin on the top of his head, and rubbed it lightly.

Su Chunfeng said: "Do you still remember Nian Yihua?"

"he?"

"With his master..."

"According to your temperament, if such a person asks for something, you should refuse without hesitation, but now you are hesitant, so... just help him once?" Wang Haifei narrowed her eyes, enjoying sitting in Su Chunfeng's seat like this Leaning on his lap, leaning on his arms, being so trusted by him to make up his mind, he suddenly sat up straight in shock, cupped Su Chunfeng's cheeks with both hands, and asked in a panic: "Yes, it's from your circle of sorcerers. What's going on here?"

Su Chunfeng blinked.

Wang Haifei pleaded with a bitter face: "Leave it alone, okay?" She knew that Su Chunfeng might have made a decision in his heart, so she was worried.

"Listen to you."

"En." Wang Haifei nodded firmly, although she couldn't bear it.

The mobile phone on the round table rang, and Wang Haifei reached out to help him take the mobile phone and handed it to him with a gentle expression. Su Chunfeng looked at the caller ID, and it was Chu Zhuoyan calling.

Sighing lightly, Su Chunfeng took the phone and pressed the answer button, and attached it to his ear.

Wang Haifei got up, sat on another single sofa next to Yuanji, and looked at Su Chunfeng expectantly.

……

In a high-end apartment building near Wangjing, Chu Zhuoyan stood quietly in front of the large floor-to-ceiling windows with a cup of coffee, looking at the dimly lit night scene outside, with unconcealable worry in his deep eyes, feeling deeply about the mainland For those who are not so familiar with the vast Qimen rivers and lakes, it is so difficult to integrate into it.This reminded him of the phrase "closing the country behind closed doors", and he immediately smiled self-deprecatingly.

It has been almost three years since Chu Zhuoyan left Hong Kong.

He knew that this day would come sooner or later, so after he and Zhan Youping came to the capital to develop, he has been trying to get in touch with famous figures and sects in the Qimen Jianghu, not to quickly integrate into the Jianghu, but to be able to Get acquainted with three or five friends, so that one day the enemy will come to you, and you can have people from the Qimen Jianghu stand up to support you. You don't expect your friends to help you, as long as you have an attitude, it is enough.

China's Qimen Jianghu, in reality, has withered for a hundred years because of the country's accumulated abuses and wars for nearly a hundred years. It has fallen far behind the global reputation of other countries' schools of magic arts. Many famous schools that were once brilliant, Compared with the world's major art families and sects, there is a huge gap in overall strength.However, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Chu Zhuoyan is well aware that in this country with a long history, the complex and majestic Qimen Jianghu has accumulated infinite power. Any warlock who underestimates this Jianghu is undoubtedly stupid—this The history of Jianghu has been full of infighting, intrigue, and bloody disputes... At the same time, this Jianghu has always had a feeling of xenophobia, vigilance and natural hostility to the outside world, and natural existence because of its orthodox and authentic nature. The arrogance, contempt, and disdain of others rarely recognize true friendship with external forces, and at best they use external forces.

However, this Qimen Jianghu, which is as vast as a sea but looks like a mass of scattered sand, once an external force shows hostility and threatens the traditional bottom line handed down in this Jianghu for thousands of years, then the entire Jianghu will be in a very short time. Twist into one rope within a short period of time, bursting out terrifying combat power, eliminating any external threats.

This is the foundation for the rise and fall of the Qimen Jianghu for thousands of years.

What Chu Zhuoyan wanted to rely on at first, to rely on to save his life, was this giant tree that looked haggard but had just begun to show new greenery not long ago, but was still towering.

It's a pity that he knows too little about this world, and it's hard for him to get involved in such a short period of time.

Of course, this is not entirely to blame for his lack of social skills, but that the Qimen Jianghu is in an era of revival and prosperity. There is no convincing and understandable origin, let alone a warlock from Hong Kong, people in the world will inevitably be wary-what does this guy want to do?

So although Chu Zhuoyan made friends with a few warlocks in the strange arena, they can only be regarded as meeting by chance, and there is really no one who can be called a friend.

There is only one old friend...

He was also killed by Su Chunfeng, and made a nest for Su Chunfeng in one go, even the master and the three disciples were gone.Even he, Chu Zhuoyan, was beaten by grass and had to swear a blood oath obediently, and became Su Chunfeng's blood slave.

Thinking of this, Chu Zhuoyan looked up and closed his eyes and sighed softly.

sorrow.

The study door was pushed open, and the tall Zhan Youping strode in. Seeing Chu Zhuoyan standing in front of the window with his eyes closed, he frowned slightly, and said with a little bit of dissatisfaction and worry: "Zhu Zhuoyan, how are you?"

Chu Zhuoyan shook his head.

Zhan Youping said angrily, "How much does he want?"

"Money?" Chu Zhuoyan snorted coldly, and said, "Boss Zhan, you still think that spending money can solve any problem? Then why don't we just spend money on the other party so that the other party will stop seeking revenge?"

Zhan Youping didn't bother to argue with Chu Zhuoyan on the idea of ​​money first, and waved his hand, feeling a little impatient - he was really terrified during this time, and he really didn't have the patience to continue to endure this kind of waiting, life might come to an end torment of terror.Zhan Youping said: "Zhuo Yan, didn't you say that although warlocks seem to be stronger than Shijiao and Taoism in terms of metaphysics, there is a huge gap between them. One is born and the other enters the world? Okay, then let's spend money to hire Taoists and eminent monks! Or, we all move to live in temples and Taoist temples for a while."

"If you can hide for a while, you can hide for a lifetime?" Chu Zhuoyan shook his head with a wry smile, and said: "The masters who cultivated the Tao outside the world have already cut off the three emotions and looked at the world of mortals indifferently. People in the mountain gate in troubled times don't care about the disturbances in this world, let alone you and me, ordinary people, a... small matter?"

Zhan Youping sighed and sighed.

He is already at the age where he is about to know his destiny. How can he be the kind of person who has no self-cultivation after working hard in the entertainment circle for many years?

It's just a matter of life and death, and it's hard to calm down for anyone else.

After being silent for a while, Chu Zhuoyan said, "I'll call him again."

"Okay, okay, just say, how much he wants..."

Chu Zhuoyan didn't look at Zhan Youping, took out his phone and hesitated for a few seconds, then found out Su Chunfeng's phone number, and pressed the dial button.