"Murderous?" Tang Zheng looked around and said, "I didn't see such a strange thing.∈◆,"

When he just saw the sky was about to be charming and colorful clouds, those terrifying scenes naturally flashed in front of Tang Zheng's eyes.

However, with his ten years of gaming experience, he has already trained his extremely strong nerves and mind in various realistic killing scenes created by the game planners, and he just happened to be full of resistance to this breath of killing and death.

However, he really couldn't explain these experiences to Li Xiaoren.

I can't say that there is anything terrible about killing. The corpses of monsters killed by me can circle the earth when they are lined up. What terrible about death? My death has been dead for tens of thousands of times, and the three measurements of the resurrection goddess can be reported with her eyes closed. Can she be afraid of this? The momentum of the waves in any large copy is no worse than this.

"Puff." Although this is inappropriate, Ouyang Luoluo couldn't help laughing.

See……

It's really a blessing that Tang Zheng could think of it.

The influence of this murderous aura is directly into the mind, causing various hallucinations. It is said that it cannot be seen with the naked eye, and it makes completely reasonable in theory.

Li Xiaoren was choked by Tang Zheng for a moment and stopped talking. But he kept his face cold afterwards, as if someone owed him millions.

The strange colorful clouds in the sky lasted even shorter than the long-lasting lightning fireworks.

But when the colorful clouds around the sky disappeared, more than half of the warriors in the entire Mingming Ceremony Square had fallen down, and the rest seemed to be fished out of the water, and they were soaked in sweat.

The colorful clouds dissipated. The terrifying murderous intent invasion naturally disappeared without a trace. All the warriors in Feishi City quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

In such a slightly strange and strange scene, Leng Buchen announced the end of the Yisou Academy Awards ceremony.

This inscription ceremony can be said to be even more "grand" than the inscription ceremony at the top aristocratic capital academies. However, this grandeur has the unique iron-blooded smell of the border.

Strong people of this level on both sides will not easily take action, but a conversation between the air also made Tang Zheng feel the terror of the power of the strong.

It was not until the evening that the storm at the inscription ceremony gradually subsided.

Countless generals and students from Feishi City, all of them were eager to find Leng Chang and see the honor of this Nine-Star Seed!

However, no one found Leng Changwang.

He waved his sleeves just like when he came, without taking away a cloud.

As soon as this "cold king" left, Yisu Academy was in a rage!

In the executive office of the deacon Leng Buchen, Li Xiaoren made an unprecedented firm request: "I solemnly request and approve a comprehensive investigation of Tang Zheng!"

"What are your reasons for asking the entire academy to use such great power to do this?" Ouyang Luoluo clearly objected.

"He is not normal!" Li Xiaoren was very persistent.

"You are not normal. He is admitted to school and gave a good speech. What is wrong?" Ouyang Luoluo said tit-for-tat.

Tang was the first to recommend to the Academy. She was also a student she was very optimistic about. Faced with Li Xiaoren's doubts, Ouyang Luoluo naturally felt a sense of protecting her shortcomings.

"Why do I think he is abnormal? You know very well, how can he be so calm in today's scene? Either he used an extremely special method to hide his true cultivation, or he has experienced many fierce battles related to life and death. No matter what the situation is, it is absolutely inconsistent with his current information experience! This shows that his experience on the surface is tricky! It is very likely that he has bad intentions towards the academy!" Li Xiaoren looked at Ouyang Luoluo coldly, not giving in at all.

Ouyang Luoluo turned his head and shook his head, "You have been disliked by Tang Zheng since he came to the academy for the first day of the exam. I think you were stimulated by the past and have not calmed down..."

"Okay!" Leng Buchen waved his hand and signaled the two not to continue quarreling.

"Li Xiaoren's guess is not groundless. Since you have any doubts about Tang Zheng's origin, Ouyang Luoluo, you are responsible for thoroughly investigating Tang Zheng's origin. If you have the result, report to me directly. Do you have any objections?" Leng Buchen glanced at Ouyang Luoluo and Li Xiaoren and asked.

Ouyang Luoluo nodded immediately, still staring at Li Xiaoren and sneered: "Don't worry, Deacon, I must investigate impartially. Since I am the person I recommend, no matter what his background is, I will be responsible for it. I will not regret it like some people who used to cover the lid until they make a big mistake!"

"Luoluo!" Leng Buchen interrupted Ouyang Luoluo's words and stopped her from continuing.

Li Xiaoren didn't react much, but still said with a cold face: "You can investigate fairly, that's best, I'll wait for your results."

...

Tang Zheng didn't know about the quarrels between several senior officials of Yisou Academy because of their own quarrel. After the ceremony of the inscription, many warriors rushed over to invite him to attend some dinners, including many seniors. Tang Zheng felt that his scalp was about to explode for a moment.

Except for the invitation from Li Wenqi and Zhang Ziwei whom he had taken the initiative to chat with, Tang Zheng agreed, all of them refused sternly on the grounds that "the aunt is here" which is inconspicuous.

After making an appointment with Li Wenqi and the other two for a meal, Tang Zheng and Xiaotang and the others said goodbye, and prepared to go back to the home of Tianxia Minglu for a good rest.

When Tang Zheng walked to the doorstep, he found a young man who was already waiting there.

Hearing Tang Zheng's footsteps, the young man turned around and the two looked at each other.

The young man wore a purple gold crown on his head, a light gold robe with a long robe of books, a colorful silk silk woven and long-sized palace belt, a green satin dark pattern arrow boot, a warm jade like water on his left waist, a simple and elegant sword hanging on his right waist, an exquisite jade zither behind him, a light gold folding fan in his hand, and a green lake ink landscape painting on the fan.

Tang Zheng's first impression was, "Damn, this person looks like me! But what the hell is the Yaoqin on his back? It's too sudden and annoying."

The young man's feeling was exactly the same as that of Tang Zheng. His eyes fell directly into Tang Zheng's hands, the unique fan dagger created by Bailianfang and Yaoshan tribe. With the design brought by Tang Zheng before traveling through time, he showed an expression of appreciation and fanaticism in his eyes.

Tang Zheng suddenly felt that the two big men were speechless. You looked at me, I looked at your paintings and felt a little weird. He coughed twice and said, "Hello, you are blocking my door. Can you let me go?"

The young man folded the fan and looked at Tang Zheng and asked, "Your fan is a bit tasty! Tang Zheng?"

Tang Zheng was a little confused about this man, but at least he praised him and did not hit the smiling person. Tang Zheng smiled and nodded and said, "I am, are you asking me for trouble?"

The young man shook his head: "No, you have something to do with me."

Looking at the young man's tone, Tang Zheng frowned slightly and said intimately: "Another show off, I'll call the police!"

Seeing that Tang Zheng seemed a little unhappy, the young man smiled slightly, pointed the folding fan in his hand far away: "I am the owner of the house."

When Tang Zheng heard this, he suddenly realized and a hint of apologize appeared on his face - he was really not pretending, it was Tang Zheng who asked him for something.

"Oh. So it's...well, by the way. What's your name?" Tang Zheng was about to bow and say that he had long admired Daming, but suddenly found that he was asking someone else's name.

"Me?" The young man smiled when he saw that Tang Zheng didn't know him. He put away his folding fan and bowed: "He is known as Mr. Xi."

"Master Xi? Could that nickname be Xier?" Tang Zheng muttered in a low voice when he heard the name, but immediately smiled and said with a polite voice: "Master Xi, I have been long-lasting and long-lasting. I want to buy your house, do you know?"

The young man who claimed to be Xi Ye smiled and shook his head: "I heard that you wanted to tear it down. If you can give me a reason to convince me, I can sell it to you. If you can't...hehe, I'm afraid I won't be able to do what you wish."

After hearing Master Xi’s request, Tang Zheng nodded, did not answer directly, but instead turned his side to instruct Master Xi to enter the house for details.

Master Xi did not refuse and followed Tang Zheng into the gate directly.

Tang Zheng took Master Xi, turned left and right inside the house, went up the second floor, and headed straight to the huge lake view terrace.

Master Xi followed Tang Zheng slowly, looking at the decoration and furnishings of Tang Zheng's home all the way, and the more he looked, the more interesting he felt.

When he arrived at the viewing terrace, he looked at the rocking chairs, sunshades, barbecue tables and other hedonistic furnishings arranged by Tang Zheng, and he curiously asked about the functions of the objects one by one. Tang Zheng casually answered them all.

In this way, both of them stood beside the terrace railings, blowing the evening breeze from the lake. Before Tang Zheng could speak, Master Xi spoke first: "Now, let's talk, why do you want to spend a lot of money to buy my house, and just want to use it to demolish it?"

Tang Zheng smiled, without answering directly, but pointed to the scenery in front of him, the huge terrace and various furnishings on it and asked back: "What do you think of the scenery here?"

Master Xi thought for a while and replied, "Very good, you, very tasteful."

Hearing Xi Ye’s answer, Tang Zheng suddenly shook his head: “No, no, no, originally, the scenery here is excellent, but with your house, it is very imperfect.”

Master Xi looked at his house, with carved beams and painted buildings, exquisite and refined, tall and staggered, and absolutely nothing to do with the hindrance. He asked in confusion: "What's the solution?"

Tang Zheng sat back on his rocking chair casually, pointed to the direction of Cuihu Lake in front and said, "Look, whenever the sun sets, I will come back here, lying on my rocking chair, enjoying the coolness and watching the lake, there are sunsets in front and beauties behind me. How perfect the scenery is, how comfortable it feels."

Master Xi looked at Tang Zheng's lying down, nodded, and agreed.

"But!" Tang Zheng finally talked about the main topic: "Whenever the sunset falls halfway, the angle of your house will cast a large shadow, completely covering me. The afterglow of the sunset misses me, every day, every day. Do you think this is an intolerable thing for such a perfect scenery and enjoyment?"

After hearing Tang Zheng's words, Master Xi frowned and did not answer. Instead, he slowly walked to Tang Zheng's rocking chair, imitating him to face Cuihu in front of him, closed his eyes slightly, looked up at the sky at an angle of 45 degrees, and felt the scene that Tang Zheng had just described.

After a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and shook his folding fan: "You are right, you really can't tolerate it!"

When Tang Zheng saw Master Xi's expression, he immediately laughed: "Then, can the house be sold?"

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