While in Jiangbei Academy, the martial kings from all over the Yan Kingdom were watching the ancient books of Wuxu in an orderly manner, the live broadcast of "A Diary" on Jiangbei TV Station was still going on.

Today, the diary played is still Tang Feng’s daily essay.

This is the first time that the diary of an ordinary person has been broadcast for two weeks.

Before this, the only thing that could be played continuously for several weeks was the diary of a certain Emperor Wu who appeared as a boy.

[May 5, 2020, sunny. 】

[It has been six months since I started practicing cultivation at the end of last year, six months in history, and I finally broke through the big realm and entered the acquired realm. 】

[Hey, it took six months to break through to the acquired realm. I should be the slowest person in the world to upgrade. It seems that I am really not a material for martial arts training. 】

[However, now that we have reached this point, we can no longer give up and just make do with it. From today on, set a goal for yourself. In your lifetime, you will become a master. Although the hope is not high, you have to have it. dream. 】

The audience in the live broadcast room curled their lips when they saw the content of this diary.

Lao Fan.

The audience in the live broadcast room has long been accustomed to the Versailles of the diary owner.

If he was absent from Versailles for a day, the audience would feel that something was abnormal.

[The acquired realm is indeed much stronger than the warrior realm. I feel that now I can kill a bull with one punch, so I decided to go to the mountains to find a bull to practice my skills on. 】

[Summer is approaching, and there are more animals in the mountains. Recently, more people have entered the depths of Beimang Mountain. 】

[In the past few days, I found several dead bodies in Beimang Mountain, including men and women, old women and white-haired old men. These people, without exception, are all warriors, and they seem to be not weak in cultivation. look like. 】

[I wonder why these people go to the deepest part of Beimang Mountain. Could it be that there is a treasure hidden there. 】

[As soon as I arrived at Mang Niu’s territory, I saw a man and a woman sitting close together under a tree from a distance. 】

[There is no movement, as if dead. 】

[I walked up and took a look. The man had lost his breath. The woman was still alive, but she only had her last breath left. 】

[I looked at this woman. She was in her thirties. In terms of appearance and figure, she was an impeccable beauty. Even the second sister was inferior to her. Look at her outfit. , at first glance, he is not an ordinary person, he must be from a big city. 】

[I temporarily gave up the idea of ​​going to practice with Mang Niu. I collected the scattered things on the ground, carried the man's body on my shoulders, and finally picked up the woman and returned to the village. 】

[Holding the woman in my arms, there is a faint fragrance lingering between my noses. It smells really good. 】

The guest audience at the live broadcast, as well as the tens of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room, were once again curious.

Venerable Qingluan Chen Feixuan is already a rare beauty in the world, but the woman in the diary is even more beautiful than Venerable Qingluan. How beautiful she is.

The owner of the diary met Lin Jiaer, the number one school beauty in Jiangbei, and later met the peerless beauty Chen Feixuan. Moreover, he also spent a lot of time with these two peerless beauties. With his eyesight, he should be very naughty. , it is impossible for ordinary beauties to fall into his eyes.

The woman who appeared in the diary must be a stunning beauty.

Who is the one.

curious.

[I settled the woman, gave her the elixir I collected earlier, and then took the man’s body to the valley and buried him there. 】

[This beautiful valley has another tomb. 】

[Looking at the dozens of tombstones without tombstones, I paused for a long time. These people once had a glorious life, but now, they have all become nameless corpses, and they can only lie quietly in this small In the valley, he will never be remembered again for eternity. 】

[At this moment, I thought again of the old woman who took her granddaughter to look for her son. I thought of the scene of her sitting alone in front of her son's grave that night and crying. I felt mixed emotions in my heart. 】

[These people abandoned their loved ones just for some illusory things, and ended up lying here forever. Could it be said that those illusory things are more important than their relatives and family members. 】

[May 6, 2020, light rain. 】

[The woman woke up, opened her eyes, and looked at me. There was no trace of color in her eyes, as if she was dead. 】

[She asked me how her husband was doing now. 】

[I was silent for a moment, and she seemed to know something. A stream of tears burst into her eyes, but she didn't cry out loud, she just cried silently. 】

[I wanted to comfort her, but I didn’t know what to say, so I gave up in the end. 】

[May 7, 2020, overcast. 】

[The woman's injury has improved and she can already walk on her own. Her recovery speed is terrible. I can't imagine how she recovered from such a serious injury in such a short time. 】

[She asked me where her husband was buried, and I took her to that valley. 】

[The whole day, she knelt and sat in front of the new grave. She didn't speak or cry. She just sat like that, mourning nothing more than death. 】

[May 9, 2020, light rain. 】

[The woman still didn’t come back and was still sitting in front of the new grave. I was worried and decided to go over and see her again. 】

[When I arrived at the grave, I found her lying on the grave mound, unconscious. There was a pool of blood next to her. 】

[I was shocked and quickly took her home. 】

[I fed her a bowl of meat porridge, and in the evening, she just woke up slowly. I was clumsy and persuaded her that there is no resurrection after death, so she should be sad and accept change. 】

[She sat by the window, saying nothing. Her long black hair was spread out, covering half of her face, and she looked particularly decadent. 】

[May 10, 2020, light rain. 】

[In the morning, the woman suddenly sat up and suddenly said that she wanted to drink and hoped that I could get her some wine. 】

[I think maybe wine can make her temporarily forget the pain and let her abandon the troubles in her heart temporarily. 】

[I brought two jars of grain wine that I brewed. She picked up the jar and poured it into her mouth. 】

[It was such a spicy drink, but she didn't care at all and drank it down in one gulp. 】

[The two jars of wine were all gone in the blink of an eye. She asked for wine again, so I could only go and get a few more jars. 】

[After ten jars of spirits, she finally got drunk, lay on the bed, and fell asleep. 】

[May 11, 2020, sunny. 】

[After I got up, I found that the woman was missing. I hurriedly went out to look for her. When I got to the yard, I saw her sitting under a fruit tree from a distance, drinking wine alone. 】

[A tree, a person, a few jars of wine, lonely and decadent. 】

[I paused for a long time and finally gave up the idea of ​​persuading her. Maybe this would be better. 】

[When night fell, she was still under the tree, still drinking alone, drunk and dreaming. 】

[In the early hours of the morning, I walked out of the house and walked to the fruit tree. I looked at the woman who was sleeping soundly against the fruit tree. I was a little angry. The deceased was gone, but he still had to live. How could the deceased feel at ease when he did not cherish himself? . 】

[I picked up the drunk woman and returned to the house. 】

[This night, I couldn’t sleep. 】

Happy reading during the Qingming Festival outing! Recharge 100 and get 500 VIP points!

Grab a deposit now (activity time: April 4 to April 6)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like