Campus Knight's Martial Fate

"Ma Yuqing?" Although the starlight was very dim, he recognized her at a glance - the kind of cold temperament unique to her body was not something that ordinary girls could find.

"Drink. Ma Yuqing pursed the bottle in her hand and said to him, "I don't know if you can drink our Xirong wine." "

"What's not to drink?" Although Song Chengfeng had long heard that the wine in Xirong was very strong, as a person who grew up in a martial arts family, Song Chengfeng learned to drink since he was a child, and people who practice martial arts often drink a thousand catties, especially the Central Plains people who live in the Jianghuai area, and it is even more massive. His fingers exerted a slight force, and with a "rub" sound, the metal bottle cap ejected out. Immediately, with a flip of his wrist, the entire glass bottle flew into the air, and the wine in the bottle poured down, like a milky way in the starlight. Song Chengfeng opened his mouth and inhaled, and in the blink of an eye, a full bottle of wine was all in his stomach.

Damn, I didn't expect that the wine of the Xirong people was really violent, and Song Chengfeng only felt a faint pain in his stomach at this time, as if a flame was burning.

"Finished drinking?" Ma Yuqing asked him.

"After drinking, what's the matter, we Central Plains people still drink your spirits. Song Chengfeng raised his eyebrows slightly and said.

"Aren't you afraid that this is poisonous?" Ma Yuqing's cold face had a pair of beautiful eyes, and her long hair fluttered in the wind.

"I, Song Chengfeng, have never been afraid of anything. Song Chengfeng said and walked in front of her. Immediately, he grabbed her wrist, "Besides, you won't poison me." "

"Are you so confident?" Ma Yuqing looked up at him, "I mean, your second sentence." "

"Yes. At this time, Song Chengfeng only felt that the hot flame in his abdomen burned all over his body at once, and even the palms and soles of his feet were already extremely hot. "A girl I have a good impression of will never harm me. "

"You take your time," Ma Yuqing shook off his hand, turned around and left, and walked to the staircase on the rooftop, she turned around and suddenly smiled, "Don't rush." "

Damn, she actually laughed!

Song Chengfeng only felt that he was not dreaming.

This cold ice sculpture woman can actually laugh.

Moreover, it looks so good when you laugh!

This smile is like a spring breeze blowing on the face, and everything is revived. It is comparable to the spring water on the shoots in March, and the sunshine on a sunny afternoon in May.

Song Chengfeng got up early this morning, like every day, and came to the roof of the dormitory, ready to breathe fresh air, and then start a new day's morning exercise.

After doing a simple warm-up exercise, he pressed his legs on the railing next to him and stretched, but unexpectedly, he heard a strange bird cry all around.

"Quack—quack—" Several crows fluttered their wings from the big tree beside them, and suddenly, something flew over from the tree with a "whoosh".

Song Chengfeng bent down and immediately dodged, with a "bang", only to see that the cement wall behind him was smashed out of a fist-sized pit at once.

Damn, what is this? Hidden weapon? Then this person's hand strength is too big, right? Song Chengfeng didn't have time to think so much, and the sound of Fang Cai's "whooshing" wind came from his ears again.

He stepped back and lifted his leg down, and then stood firm in a lunge, and grabbed a tiger claw in the face of the oncoming wind, and suddenly felt a violent impact in the palm of his hand - presumably he had caught the hidden weapon!