Fog Era

"His--!" Shi Tiexin's complexion suddenly flushed, and his skin also turned red. He took a deep breath forcefully, and the heat on his body could not even be blown away by the cool night breeze.

Then he jumped out abruptly and started running wildly on the playground.

He wants to precipitate the smoke into haze, so that his body refinement level can be magically and quickly breakthrough. He also wants to re-engrave the wind-sweeping leg into the instinct of this body, and at the same time continue the cultivation of the wind-sweeping leg, so that this martial arts surpasses excellence and becomes stronger.

Because the sports equipment was locked, there was no suitable equipment or even a heavy load, so he practiced for three hours before giving up. The pink smoke is transformed into haze, and the effect is impressive.

After eating the grilled ribs, chewing the roasted kidneys and swallowing them, a new wave of energy is immediately added, and reinforcements come in time than ever.

Shi Tiexin rests for a while, and then continues to start the cultivation.

It is early morning now.

But Shi Tiexin is now stronger at Qi Cultivation Base and can stay up late at night. The most important thing is that he can feel the physical energy transmission from the other two world lines all the time.

The stamina and resilience delivered by the two body refinement bosses made Champion Shi’s thin body look like a perpetual motion machine.

After practicing until another meal, Shi Tiexin went home and fell asleep in bed.

Early in the morning of second day, he woke up early and ran to the old place on time to read in the morning.

"The ranks are dry and quiet in Nanshan. Like bamboo buds, like pine lush."

To this day, Shi Tiexin certainly doesn't read Mandarin Pinyin anymore. The previous selection of ancient essays is of course good, but Shi Tiexin was influenced by Wang Dafa a few days ago and began to read some rare ancient poems.

Wang Dafa in the bones Banla is a literati, and the literati pays attention to being outstanding. If I read what everyone reads, and I write what everyone writes, wouldn't it make me vulgar? Therefore, Wang Dafa always writes about what he thinks is good, and he often asks the literati Heizun in his eyes to comment on it.

After coming and going, Shi Tiexin also read the Book of Songs.

His loud voice, standard pronunciation, and timbre have been greatly improved due to the cultivation of rhetoric.

"Qingqing Zijin, leisurely my heart. Even if I do not go, Zi Ning will not listen to the sound?"

Sure enough, as soon as the Book of Songs came out, other students nearby who recite Tang Poems and Song Ci, please The sons felt the crushing of historical heritage, and felt great pressure one after another.

Creak, the window in the distance was opened again, and a beautiful silhouette looked at it while combing her hair.

The beautiful apricot eyes flashed, and the girl was slightly surprised: "Is that weird guy again?"

The morning sun is rising, bright light shines on Shi Tiexin's body, and the girl is holding her cheek. He glanced at it twice: "Who is this? It seems to be handsome."

Shi Tiexin was ignorant, closed his eyes and continued to recite with full emotion.

"Qingqing Zipei, I am thinking. Even if I don’t go, Zining won’t come?"

As I read this poem, Shi Tiexin suddenly thought of the Black Zun world line again. That red dress.

Since I can return to the Champion Shi world line, it means that I can also return to the Black Zun world line. The past travellers may be able to spend more time together and meet again many times. Thinking of this, Shi Tiexin couldn't help but feel happy.

Just as happy, a boy walked over.

This boy is tall, fair-skinned, with sword eyebrows and star eyes. He has a good skin, but his eyes are full of cynicalism. Faintly, there is still a bit of anger that can't be concealed.

The boy looked at Shi Tiexin, and then he moved to Shi Tiexin's side to set up a pergola and looked at the direction Shi Tiexin was facing, suddenly opened the mouth and said: "Man, you are reading this kind of poem here , There is enough sorrow."

"en?" Shi Tiexin opened his eyes and looked towards his side, wanting to see who was raping here.

But the boy next to him has already taken a deep breath, took the first three steps, shook his head, shook his head and dragged his voice into a long voice: "There is a beauty~~~ I will never forget it. One day. I don’t see it~~~Thinking like crazy. Feng Fei soars~~~ Looking for the phoenix from all over the world. Helpless beauty Xi~~~ Oh he he he, by coincidence, she is at the east wall!"

, The boy jokingly stretched out his hand and pointed forward, pointing to the opposite side with a full smile.

Bang, the window on the second floor opposite suddenly closed, and nothing was seen.

mental disorder, this is!

Shi Tiexin didn't care what the sulky boy came from. He put away his books, went back to the dormitory and took out a large pack of meat and food, and continued his life.

Eat in the cafeteria, eat in the classroom, eat in the dormitory, eat in the self-study gap, go over the wall in the evening to eat, buy and eat late at night, work hard in the early morning, and then after the extra exercise Continue to eat.

Shi Tiexin has never felt like he is now. He feels that his energy is so abundant and that he is recovering so quickly. It is almost endless.

With the support of the physical channel, Shi Tiexin worked hard and his physical fitness continued to improve.

With such three or two days of effort, the pink smoke that can be transformed with the essence is certainly not too much. But Champion Shi was originally low in physical fitness, so he has greater potential for improvement. With sufficient nutrition, abundant physical strength, and absolutely professional exercise, especially under the stimulation of pink smoke, the effect of self-exercising is quite amazing.

In a short period of time, I have achieved the effect that others need to exercise for a long time.

Compared to a more serious sports student, Shi Tiexin feels that his physical fitness is still inferior.

But Shi Tiexin is not prepared to rely solely on body refinement and sports.

Others can be happy and happy, can't I?

This time, I also want to play with False Core!

A few days later, at ten o'clock in the evening, in the skewers alley.

"Come on, taste this, this is delicious." Zhou Xiong is enthusiastically skewering Shi Tiexin.

Shi Tiexin's plan was successful, and Zhou Xiong and Liu Shufeng are indeed sorry. Please do not reply. Liu Shufeng was poor, so he didn't do anything for the time being. Zhou Xiong had a small amount of money and immediately set up a treat.

It's still the skewers stall, or the fat boss.

"You really love skewers."

"That is, after eating so many skewers, I think the skewers here are the best." Zhou Xiong is right. Boss waved his hand: "Twenty more skewers!"

"Good!"

The flame teases the mutton, the tender mutton exudes a tempting aroma, mutton oil zi zi The glowing flowers. A sprinkle of chili and cumin makes it fragrant for ten miles.

Boss happily brought the big bunch over.

Shi Tiexin said hello: "Boss, I remember you still owe me a meal."

Boss haha ​​smiled: "Please, I will invite you next time you come, please You eat the best lamb!"

Shi Tiexin looked at the fat Boss and looked kind, and at the same time couldn't help being a little wary. He was afraid that the fat Boss would suddenly come over and pat Zhou Xiong on the shoulder, and then ask Zhou Xiong to check out or something.