Control The World

A north wind whistled across the Xijian Mountains, and winter snow drifted lazily.

On the cold heart pavilion, Ning lay down wandering without a wind, and the warm rays of light fell down. This is how he visualized the sun and portrayed the sun talisman, which is now used by him for heating.

The melodious sound of the piano is melodious, and the water of the cold lake turns into a dancing crystal butterfly, circling around Huli.

Ning looked at her curiously, and asked with a smile: "Sister, you can have so many things."

But in more than three months, the shock that Huli brought to Ning Wufeng was too great. Not only is she a brilliant genius, she is also proficient in Liuyi, and she is not inferior to many masters.

Ning Wufeng couldn't help sighing how could there be such a perfect person in the world?

Hu Li said quietly: "As long as you give up the thoughts in your heart, you can also."

She has lived on Hanning Peak for more than 20 years and has hardly interacted with the outside world. Except for his righteous father Nie Feijian, she only had these files with her.

She has time and talent, so she is naturally versatile.

Ning Wufeng suddenly turned his eyes and laughed, "Yes, there is something in Sister, you definitely won't."

He grunted up from the ground and walked to the cold pool. Hu Li has long been used to Ning Wufeng's frolic character, but just glanced at him lightly.

"Seeing that the year is coming, I can call you dumplings." Ning Wufeng grinned and said.

"Dumplings?" Hu Li's eyes were surprised, and she grew up on Han Ning Peak from a young age, where she had experienced the life of ordinary men and women.

"Yes, dumplings." Ning Wufeng turned his eyes.

He rushed down Han Ningfeng and brought a large bag from the stove room. Vegetables, flour, snowflake meat, and various spices.

After taking the cold water and noodles, Jin Yuankan cut the meat, and he would rather be busy without wind. And Huli stopped Fuqin at this time, looked at him with her head sideways, her eyes blinked, her eyes had never seen such a thing in her life.

After a short while, Ning Wufeng finally wrapped the ingot dumplings.

Huli also came up curiously at this time, stretched out her little white hand and touched Yuanbao Dumpling's rolling belly with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth.

Rao often reads that Ning Wufeng couldn't help but stagnate his hands. He was a bit slow and broke a dumpling. Huli gave him a glance at Bai Baiheng.

"Sister, you are not as good as me." Ning Wufeng smiled and started to teach Huli dumplings.

Huli also had some curiosity, trying to make dumplings with Ning Wufeng.

Soon Ning Wufeng was hit. Had it not been for Huli who had never seen dumplings, Ning Wufeng would definitely not believe she was touching this thing for the first time.

The ingot dumplings of Hulibao have just the right strength. The wrinkles of the dumplings are carved extremely finely, and they seem to be natural pastry masters.

"What's wrong, right?" Huli looked at the dumplings she wrapped, and then looked at Ning Wufeng, and suddenly felt that he had done something ugly.

And Ning Wufeng shrugged his lips and said solemnly: "Yuanbao dumplings must be ugly to be delicious."

"Oh." Hu Li answered solemnly. But the dumplings she made were as beautiful as ever.

Using the cold water, Ning Wufeng used the sun talisman to boil water. Looking at the boiling dumplings in the pot, a seductive aroma drifted into it.

The chubby ingot dumplings rolled naughtily, and Hu Limei's eyes showed different colors, and the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously.

Ning Wufeng added another drop of sesame oil as if he had come from a pen, and the aroma suddenly overflowed, and he started to cook and eat dumplings.

The beauty is like a scene, and every smile is picturesque. For the first time, Huli ate dumplings, and was careful not to bite the dumpling skin.

"Eating dumplings is a big mouthful." Ning Wufeng let the dumplings **** up the sauce and stuffed it into his mouth. It was hot so that he could inhale the air directly, causing Huli to laugh slightly.

The juice of the dumplings spread instantly in the mouth, and the fragrant, soft and waxy texture instantly relaxed Ning Wufeng's pores.

At this time, Yan Ling, who had hit the white snow, hurried up to Han Ning Peak and came towards Han Xinting.

"You still have time to eat dumplings here." Yan Ling chuckled, and his relationship with Ning Wufeng no longer needed to be connected by the so-called friendship between master and servant, so Yan Ling also let go of it a lot.

Ning Wufeng looked at Yan Ling's face, waved his hand immediately, and said, "Don't say anything, let's taste the art of the first ice beauty in the academy first."

He motioned to Yan Ling to do it himself.

They laughed and laughed.

After eating and drinking, Ning Wufeng crushed a bird of prey, and returned all the pots and pans to the stove room.

"Well, you can say it." Ning Wufeng said with a smile, exhaling hot air from his mouth and nose.

Yan Ling's expression moved slightly, and he said, "Here is the king."

"Li Wang?" Ning Wufeng looked slightly, and got up and said, "Let's go and see."

Zhao Guo's destruction was given by the worship of King Li. Introductory test, Chu Chu was taken away is also inseparable from Li Wang.

Unexpectedly, after three months of silence, Li Wang's people dared to come again.

He stood up and disappeared into the snow. Huli also went there.

The main hall of Xijian Academy.

Wrapped in snow and silver, the entire Sword Wash Mountain is enchanting. But the atmosphere of Xijian Academy was extremely serious, because the people of Li Wang came to kick the field.

Ning Wufeng walked all the way and saw a group of disciples hurried toward the main hall.

"Have you heard? The people brought by Li Wang are said to be the kings of Li Wang Dian, and our college has lost three games in a row." A disciple said hurriedly.

"I know, and one of them defeated us with a sword array. Elder Sun felt that his face was lost, and I heard that even Xie Gong had to take a shot."

The disciples who talked with each other had a lot of discussions, and many people saw that Huli's eyes showed different colors, followed behind them, and some seemed to express themselves in front of Huli, so the voice was loud.

Ning walked slowly without the wind, slowly accumulating on Snowflake's shoulders.

On the square of the main hall of the Xijian Academy, there was no flow around the inside or outside.

The man in Liwangdian is not Liwang, but the chief counselor of Liwang, Mr. Fan, who looks like a Confucian with a jade face and a long robe, with a slight smile on his face.

Earlier, the heavenly genius of the Fire Spirit Eucharist actually appeared in the Xijian Academy, and even the heritage forces were alarmed. The people in Liwangdian felt a natural crisis, but because of Gu Jiming's prestige, they did not dare to provoke immediately.

This time, taking advantage of the opportunity of the New Year's Eve, the disciples had a good reputation to discuss among themselves, but in fact they were trying to test the strength of the disciples of Xijian Academy.

Mr. Fan gently combed his beard and looked at the smile in Biwu's face.

In the field, snowflakes fluttered and the cold light suddenly appeared.

The man in the king's palace wore a red robe, transformed into a tiger, roared out, and rolled snowflakes. With a red buzz, he knocked out the disciples at Xijian Academy.

The two elders and the elders of the Sword Spirit Academy were both frowning, and their faces were extremely ugly. This was the fifth defeat for the disciples of Xijian Academy.

"Elder Sun, Jiuwen's children in Jianjian Academy have lost both swords and swords. Now, at first glance, I don't seem to see anyone who has achieved something. Is it because your hospital has hid masters and disdain me in the palace?" Mr. smiled slightly and said.

Today ’s battle, after Li Wang Dian ’s great victory, they can publicize it. However, the reputation of Li Wang Dian ’s prestige will also rise, and Tianjiao will come.

Elder Sun snorted softly and said, "The previous fight was just a warm-up, and my disciples at Xijian Academy have already arrived."

While talking, Sun Chengle leapt forward and fell into the contest. Unexpectedly, in three months, he has become a disciple in charge.

"Sun Chengle from the Academy of Washing Swords asks Wang Dian." He yelled.

The disciples of Liwangdian looked at each other, and their lips could not help but smile. One person came out slowly, wearing a golden red robe, squinting at Sun Chengle, sneering: "Just you, not my opponent."

"Remember, the person who defeated you is Li Wang Dian Dao Jiu."

The young man's bloodstain spread from the corner of his eye to the corner of his mouth, revealing a wry smile.

"It was he who defeated Liu Xin and others with the sword array before." Some of the disciples at Xijian Academy whispered.

The words didn't fall, and Jiu Ling sword was shot in the hands of Dao Jiu.

"Jiuwen was the power of the Five Elements Sword Formation in Xijian Academy, and today I wanted to try whether your Five Elements Sword Formation is great or our Xiaoqian Sword Formation is great."

He shook his hands, and the three swords formed a small sword array, and the three swords formed a medium sword array. It must be said that the monks in the early days of Divine Realm were able to mobilize the Nine Spiritual Swords and had extremely strict requirements on divine knowledge.

Sun Chengle's face changed, and he was not sure now that he could control the nine spirit swords freely, and his heart sank first, then he screamed, "I'm afraid it's just a flower shelf."

He bolded himself. The five sword lights burst out, and the aura of light under their feet intertwined, turning into a sword array.

Snowflakes dance, the sword is bright.

Daojiu's Xiaoqian Sword Formation was controlled by clouds, and at the touch of a touch, Sun Chengle's face changed greatly. This person is not something he can fight.

At first my heart was empty, and then my failure was revealed.

Dao Jiu smiled at the corner of his mouth, and coldly hummed.

The sword light flutters and dances, and the roaring snowflakes dance and shoots at Sun Chengle.

With a bang, Sun Chengle flew out and blood stained the snow.

Daojiu gave a cold hum and waved his robes. Jiujian was recaptured, scornfully glanced at the disciples of Xijian Academy, and turned back to the people in Liwangdian.

Elder Sun's face was already gloomy, and the fists in his sleeves had been clenched.

At this time, Xie Gongzi, who was known as the first person of Xijian Academy, also came. He watched the battle between Daojiu and Sun Chengle, his face moved slightly, and his heart secretly said: This person's strength is comparable to mine. under.

However, another man from the palace of Liwang stepped out of his head, his eyes full of gaze.

"Your disciples in Liwangdian can all come up, and I can go one by one," the man said coldly.

At his feet, the sword array moved automatically without wind, and the violent storm and snow roared, and the powerful momentum swept across everyone at Xijian Academy.

Good strength, Xie Gongzi's face changed greatly!