Faced with Mingyu's request, Wu Ruotang did not reply directly, but simply said: "Huh, let's talk about tomorrow tomorrow." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"Smack!" Wu Ruotang, who was tossing on the beautiful teacher, was slapped in the arm, "Don't go on endlessly, what's the matter now?" After a pause, Wu Ruotang felt his waist hugging him from behind.

Wu Ruotang touched the hand of the beautiful teacher holding him, "It's because you always think about the bad side, isn't it good." ”

"Hey~~ still say! I'm just defeated by you! The beautiful teacher complained.

Wu Ruotang smiled proudly and hugged her into her dream.

The two of them had another day of joy in the villa, and Mingyu wanted to go back to read the papers, so the two of them reluctantly returned to school.

Humming a little song back to the dormitory, Wu Ruotang found that no one was there, and it was estimated that he would either go home or go out to play. He also stretched, ate something casually, washed up, and went online to the game.

After Wu Ruotang was rescued by Ruo'er half a month ago, he declined Ruo'er's invitation to live in her house, but chose a vacant land to bury Qianqian in a bamboo forest behind the village in a small fishing village. And next to the tomb of Qianqian, a simple bamboo hut was built with bamboo. On weekdays, he lives in seclusion and does not interact with anyone in the village. It was only when he needed rice and grain that he gave some silver taels and asked Ruo'er's father to help him go outside the village to buy some back. Therefore, the people in the entire fishing village thought that Wu Ruotang was secretive and did not dare to approach him. In addition, Wu Ruotang practiced the Heavenly Demon Skill diligently, but often because of the rush of action, he fell into a hallucination and could not control himself and let out a strange roar, which made people even more afraid. After half a month, except for Ruo'er, who often got some good wine and food to visit Wu Ruotang, almost no other people dared to come to this bamboo forest.

Wu Ruotang naturally understood Ruo'er's unusual concern for him, but as the "murderer" who killed Huo Tiandu, the Tianshan Sword Sect would naturally chase after him, especially Huo Tianyun, and Wu Ruotang was not allowed to live one more moment in this world. At such moments, whoever gets closer to themselves is undoubtedly dealing with death. Therefore, the more Ruo'er treats Wu Ruotang, the more uneasy Wu Ruotang feels. With Qianqian's experience, Wu Ruotang no longer dared to approach others at will, lest someone be affected by himself again. Every time Ruo'er came to see him, he put on a cold face. But after a few times, Ruo'er not only did not give up her concern for him, but became more and more diligent. In this way, Wu Ruotang had no choice but to acquiesce to her arrival.

These days, Wu Ruotang has been practicing the Heavenly Demon Skill hard, but frustratingly, there has been little progress. Every time I exercise, I always have hallucinations, and my heart is full of violent thoughts. Wu Ruotang didn't know that it was affected by his desire for revenge, and some negative emotions increased significantly. This is very different from the pure and natural practice method of Heavenly Demon Gong. The most taboo thing about Heavenly Demon Gong is to rush forward, and Wu Ruotang's heart is full of thoughts of revenge, and he wishes that he could practice the most profound internal skill overnight. If he continues to practice like this, Wu Ruotang will one day be unable to control the hallucinations caused by negative emotions in his body and go crazy to death. Every time he lifted his qi to the extreme, he was always unable to keep up with the speed of the heavenly demon qi in his body and had to use the decompression method of vomiting blood to vent the part of the heavenly demon qi that his body could not bear, although this was a way to reduce the probability of going mad, but blood is the foundation of qi, and this method was fundamentally unfavorable to Wu Ruotang. After a long time, it will definitely cause Wu Ruotang's qi and blood to be deficient, and at that time, the strong backlash of the Heavenly Demon Qi can no longer be stopped by squirting a few mouthfuls of blood. Therefore, Wu Ruotang's current method of practicing is very wrong, and only by throwing away the idea of revenge in his heart, sticking to his heart, and taking steps step by step, can he truly practice the exercises. It's a pity that Wu Ruotang's heart has been blinded by hatred, and he didn't think of this.

Today, although Wu Ruotang forcibly urged the Heavenly Demon Qi in his body to the limit that his body could bear, and also sent out an earth-shattering sword, he was finally attacked by the strong backlash of the Heavenly Demon Qi and was forced to spew blood. In fact, before he jumped up, the operation of the Heavenly Demon Qi had already caused him to vomit blood, but with his amazing perseverance, he continued to swing his sword and strike a blow. This practice is really more than worth the loss of drinking to quench thirst.

It's getting dark. Under a fluctuating oil lamp, Ruo'er looked at Wu Ruotang who was lying unconscious on the bamboo bed with tenderness.

The night breeze called out the window, and the night owl let out a few short, high-pitched screams from time to time in the quiet night. Ruo'er looked out the window in fear, and it was pitch black outside. Far away from the fishing village, this bamboo hut is rarely visited on weekdays, and now it seems a little lonely in the dark night. Her heart couldn't help but beat a little. To be honest, it's a little scary for a girl to stay alone in such a place in the middle of the night. But at this moment, she was asked to walk through the bamboo forest alone and return to the village, and she didn't dare. Anyway, there was another person in this room with him, albeit asleep. Thinking of Wu Ruotang beside her, Ruo'er's heart was a little settled.

Just then, there were several crisp knocks on the door. Ruo'er was startled and said in a trembling voice: "Who?" ……”

No one answered, but the knock on the door continued. This sound seems to imply a strange rhythm, which is particularly harsh and a little strange in the quiet night. No one comes here during the day, let alone at night. Could it be a ghost? Ruo'er's mind flashed with many terrifying and strange legends of evil spirits, and when she looked out the window, she faintly felt that there seemed to be something hidden in the darkness. The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became, and she was so frightened that her legs went limp.

Suddenly, a large hand reached over and held Ruo'er's arm steadily. Ruo'er was startled, turned her head, but saw that Wu Ruotang had already turned over and sat up. Wu Ruotang smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, go and open the door, it may be that your father saw that you didn't come home, so he called someone to look for you." Go for it, don't be afraid! ”

Wu Ruotang's smile seemed to have a kind of magic in it, which made Ruo'er bold. Ruo'er smiled: "I...... How can I be afraid? I'm going to open the door. ”

Although she said that she was not afraid, her hands were a little shaky, and although she said to open the door, her feet did not move a single step for a long time.

Wu Ruotang: "~~~!" ”

"Haha, you also said that you are not afraid, you see what you are afraid of, what kind of hero you are pretending to be!" Wu Ruotang smiled dotingly at Ruo'er, stood up, walked to the door and opened the door. (To be continued.) )