Martial King’s Retired Life

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When Ming Fei was gone, the Shen Yiren kept silently writing at the desk.

For a while, the room was filled with faint yellow candlelight and brush writing.

Shen Yiren seemed as if he could not feel the passage of time, and it seemed that he did not know that the person was no longer there. The fierce quarrel between Shicai and the two seemed as if nothing had happened.

However, not long after, Shen Yiren stopped writing. Instead of thinking of the-act, I wrote the wrong line.

She circled the pen and re-written it, but she became more and more impatient, and she wrote it again. Furious, he even broke the pen in his hand.

Shen Yiren stared at the broken pen for a long time, and threw it on the ground. The white tenderness was fierce without recovery, but he held his forehead almost weakly and sighed deeply.

In the eyes of outsiders, Shen Yiren may be a grumpy person who dares to challenge power, who can be angry anytime, anywhere

Yet she was calmer than many thought.

In this position, Shen Yi people could not help but spread their emotions wantonly. The 12-year-old Shen Yiren, who entered the officialdom, knew what to do and what should not be done. It was not a idiot who let his temper take his nose. Although her character was upright, she was not reckless at all.

But a few words with Mingfei just now are all the same. She knew it was a blindfold that had nothing to do with calculations.

In those few words, she seemed to have exhausted all her strength.

Her body's faults are the best she knows.

There are also a lot of doctors who regularly visit her every year. However, no one can see that she has a headache and insomnia. From this, she can know that the superb medical skill is not inferior to the beginning of hearing.

She has had trouble sleeping for a long time. It has been difficult for her to fall asleep since she was a teenager. As she grew older, her shoulders became more and more heavy, and her sleep time was gradually reduced.

As Ming Feizhen said, she really hasn't really fallen asleep for a long time since she woke up.

She knew that she didn't care so much about the wound on her left hand.

Shen Yiren used a right-handed sword, but the left-handedness is still crucial to the balance of a warrior. Her swordsmanship is sophisticated and complicated, but it is not a dangerous and odd way that Qifeng stands out. She cannot use a sword with a center of gravity right. Based on this calculation, Wu Gong discounted at least 30%.

The other-point, is ignored by anyone.

A normal person who loses a hand, no matter who it is, cannot immediately calm down.

But because she is from Shen Yi, but because there is no such opportunity to stay at the scene to sigh and regret her broken hand, and because she barely pretends to be too similar, no one notices her unnaturalness.

Burying the stress deep in her heart could not be vented, which affected her original sleep problem and turned into insomnia.

She lied to Ming Fei today.

She said she didn't care about her identity, which was a lie.

In other words, she is not as generous and so informal as she imagined.

She's already seen that it's true that she's really extraordinary. However, he never thought that he would be a disciple of Daluoshan, and he was the first to leave.

Da Luoshan's successor-in-law is notorious on the rivers and lakes. As far as Shen Yiren knows, it is a bipolar reaction. Either unknown or even worse than the local third-rate thugs. I've heard it once and twice, and I don't care.

Or another kind, the smell changes, and the secret is too deep, not even telling the details, but it is afraid to tremble.

What can be filtered out from the reactions and information of these people is that if this person is really indifferent to fame and fortune, the means used are not so bright and bright, so they are not seen.

However, no matter which type, you can know that this person is by no means easy, otherwise the second disciple of Daluoshan, the first of the seventeen dragons, will be called "Hidden Hero", directly under the first disciple. .

The Shen Yiren never linked this person to the Mingfei who has always been hanged.

It sounds funny. The first and foremost disciple of Luoshan, the next head of the three major martial arts, how could he come to himself to make a small catch and be scolded by himself?

The moment she turned around and walked away when she heard about it, it was not true, but she just came to play by herself. It is like she has seen those peerless masters who like to play tricks. When he gets enough of his extravagant addiction, he will disappear without notice, and a word will not be left-this idea fills her head.

But in my heart, it felt like I had spilled-the table's oil and salt sauce vinegar was both spicy and bitter, and sour and boring.

As she ran away, she didn't know what to do.

She felt like a fool.

I thought he met someone who could understand himself, but he didn't know which sentence was true.

I thought I had found a partner who could go with me, but I didn't know who he was.

When Mingfei really found her in panic, what could she say to him?

Do you want to scold him and hit him-ton, just like you used to treat your companions?

Do you want to cry

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