Campus belle's cultivation master

New year's Eve.

Bright lights, firecrackers sound, as if to disperse the dark night, the wind.

After all, it's a traditional festival to say goodbye to the old and welcome the new. Even Tianlan sect, which is known as the extraordinary hermit sect in the Chinese spiritual world, seems to be very lively, changing the past dreary and lonely.

Lin Yu, dressed in a fur robe to keep out the cold, leans on an armchair outside the Baguio residence. His face is ancient. He stared at the brilliant brilliance of the red lantern on the surface of the lake, and his dark and bright eyes twinkled slightly.

The second new year after reincarnation, this time did not go home with his father and Feifei sister reunion. He couldn't stand Zhang Biyao's hard work and begged. After the war of tianlanzong's peak, he had no choice but to stay some more time, which was unconsciously delayed until new year's Eve.

Those young disciples of Tianlan sect are quite interesting. Seeing him staying in the Baguio house night and night, he was obviously and secretly gnashing his teeth and jealous, but on the surface, he had to pretend to be respectful and clever, which made him laugh to death.

"Sir!" Zhang Biyao trotted over, grabbed his arm, tooted his ruddy mouth, and said, "big new year, don't you have a face with the boss, can't you be a little happy?"

The young girl's soft body was wrapped in a big red plush Cape. She was dressed in a festive way, just like a bride ready to get married.

When he got up early this morning, Lin Yu saw the gorgeous Tianlan saint with her back to her, puffed up her cheeks and secretly tied a red belt. He couldn't help but ask her what she was up to.

"In this year of life, we should pursue good fortune and avoid bad fortune, eliminate disasters and avoid disasters." Zhang Biyao's pretty face flushed and her eyes were dim. "My mother made it. When she left Baili, she slipped it into my burden..."

"Tie a red belt in your birthday." Lin Yu stared at the young fairy's tiny waist and thought, "the practitioners on the earth are in the critical state of being half immortal and half human. It's quite interesting that one foot is beyond the object and the other foot is involved in the world of mortals

Is it really the ultimate goal of practitioners to ascend the peak of martial arts and overlook all living beings? Perhaps this worldly pyrotechnic atmosphere is more worthy of protection... "

If a person becomes a cold stone, even if he can go through thousands of calamities and cross the ages, what's the point?

"Sir! Why don't you pay attention to others! "

Lin Yu looked back, raised his face and gazed at the young girl's delicate red face. A rare gentle smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "what's the matter?"

Zhang Biyao tugged his hand and shook it. She hummed bitterly, "how about going to see the fireworks with a Yao?"

"Good." Lin Yu nodded cleanly and let her pull her to stand up. Stepping on the water, she came to the middle of the lake.

One after another, bright lights burst into the dark night, red, green, yellow

Countless bright light spots, colorful and shining, covered the whole sky and turned into a sea of light.

Zhang Biyao nestles up to Lin Yu's side like a bird. She raised her flawless pretty face and looked at her beautiful eyes. Her clear eyes seemed to contain a sea of bright stars.

"Sir." Her lips were red and her voice was soft. "If only we could always be like this, my wife would be peaceful and beautiful..."

Lin Yu nodded and said nothing.

Who doesn't want the flourishing age of Qingming, but how dare you say peace without the three foot green sword in your hand?

...

The waves of the huaishui River are rolling eastward, as if time is gone.

Brigadier general Zhong Ruoxi, commander of the 13th military headquarters, leaned down slowly with his hands beside the boat. His eyes were cold and his eyes were fixed on the dark bottom of the river.

"Director." Xu Fangjing stood at the back, low reminded, "ahead is Tushan Island, we have entered the boundary of Tianlan Xianzong."

"Well." Zhong Ruoxi nodded slightly, took a deep breath of the cold air, and waved her hand.

Senior Colonel Xu Fangjing has been trained for a long time and has developed a calm and low-key quality without any nonsense. She tossed her hair, took a gun from one side, and shot a flare into the air.

Whew!

The dazzling light is like a rising star, shining silver on the river. It compares all the wildly burning fireworks and makes Tushan island in an uproar

"What's the matter? Is that a flare? "

"I'll go. Isn't there a border? How did you get in here? "

The elder on duty of Tianlan sect went up to the sky, shouting loudly like thunder, cleaning up the four fields: "where is sacred, dare to offend Tianlan!"

Xu Fangjing threw away the gun in her hand, stood on tiptoe and screamed: "let's find Lin Zixuan!"

Twenty minutes later.

Baguio is in the neighborhood, and the fragrance of tea is everywhere.

Outside the window, Zhang Biyao, the saint of Tianlan, curls up her two slender jade legs in her chair. She looks at the two beauties on the opposite side, and at Lin Yu, who looks calm beside her. She purses her lips tightly.

It's a beautiful woman again. She feels extremely distressed and stressed. Why is there no shortage of beautiful women around her husband?

Lin Yu kept a consistent silence, but his eyebrows had already frowned tightly.

Brigadier general Zhong Ruoxi, director of the 13th military department, is the granddaughter of Zhong ye, one of the five elders.

Senior Colonel Xu Fangjing, affiliated to the secret investigation section of the 13th branch of Yanjing military region and the combat Bureau of the general staff of Jiangnan military region, has been involved in the aftermath of the Basong case of the southern witches and insects.

These two thoughtful people actually get together and rashly find Tianlan Xianzong. There must be something unexpected.

"It's no wonder that major general Lin didn't know where he was. It turned out that he was accompanied by a beautiful woman and was happy in a paradise." Zhong Ruoxi put down her tea cup and raised her white face, which could be broken by blowing bullets. There was a sneer in her beautiful eyes. "Gentle in the countryside, is it comfortable?"

Xu Fangjing busily put down her tea cup and bit her lip, looking embarrassed.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Biyao's eyes were full of danger. She leaned forward slightly, like a civet cat ready to pounce on her at any time.

Lin Yu didn't look like a young man in his twenties. He tapped on the armrest of the chair with his fingers. His voice was low: "if you haven't learned how to speak to me, you can go away."

Zhong Ruoxi's body suddenly stagnated. Looking at the superior attitude of the other party, her two white hands suddenly tightened, and she couldn't help rolling a big white eye.

"I'm sorry, I haven't had a good sleep recently. I'm a little deranged." She raised her hand and rubbed her temple, and winked at her subordinates.

Xu Fangjing was so relieved that she quickly pulled open her backpack and took out a thick stack of materials: "major general Lin, something happened in the North..."