Chapter 3 (1/2)

Unfortunately, before dawn, a group of fighting officers and men did not notice a trace of distant high-altitude vision.

Inside the house.

The green light gradually converged into the body of the juvenile, and his eyes suddenly opened.

”Hoo!”

Two sharp lights shot out from the young man's eyes, and the anger in his eyes flashed. It was like a gust of wind blowing around.

However, young people quickly adapt to the environment, the momentum of the whole body also slowly converged into the body.

The youth's eyes are deep, embarrassed, wise and full of vicissitudes, which is not what a 17-8-year-old should have.

Not far from the head of the bed was a mirror.

The boy walked slowly to the mirror. He stretched out his arms, looked at his hands, and touched his face in the mirror.

”as like as two peas, as like as two peas!” The boy squinted and sighed.

Finish saying, the youth opens left sleeve, wrist place, like a seed like birthmark. The middle finger of the right hand gently stroked the birthmark for a while, and the young man's eyes narrowed slightly: ”usurping one's life and deriving from it?”? I did not waste a moment to open the immortal tomb, usurping the fate derived? The secret method left by the immortal in the tomb is really wonderful

”Fairy tomb treasure?” The boy seems to think of some painful memories, his brows suddenly wrinkled, and his eyes are fierce.

Looking at the study, the boy went to the desk.

There are ten brushes on the desk.

The boy took a little look and picked one of the brushes with a Purple Jade Carving Dragon.

Stained with ink, the boy's eyes were fierce and his face was extremely gloomy. The brush in his hand wrote on the rice paper that had been paved.

The young man's eyes are full of hatred and anger, but his hands are as steady as a mountain, writing one stroke at a time.

”Hoo!”

In the room, suddenly blowing a gust of whirlwind, the whirlwind quickly swept every corner of the house, a large number of books were constantly blown by the wind, and some small objects were hit by the whirlwind. But strangely, the whirlwind often bypassed the oil lamps. Under the strong wind, the oil lamps were still burning.

The youth himself did not send out a trace of momentum, but the words from the youth's pen caused the house to storm. It's just the first word ”Zhen.”.

If the practitioners who practice ”character” see it, they must be surprised, because the youth's words have reached the state of ”the wind and rain of falling brush”. It is a very high realm of calligraphy, and many practitioners may not be able to achieve it in their whole life. And this teenager, it seems, is only seventeen or eighteen years old.

Write down the wind and rain! The character ”Zhen” is derived from the calligraphy attainments of previous generations, and has nothing to do with cultivation. One character ”Zhen” can set an example for countless calligraphers in the world. Moreover, there is a sense of imperial domineering in this character, which makes people afraid.

A Zhen character took up half of the Xuan paper. On the other side, the boy wrote another word again.

Male!

Zhen Xiong!

Each stroke falls, the whirlwind around becomes bigger and bigger. When the last stroke of the male character falls, the purple jade brush in hand suddenly makes a crisp sound.

”Click

There is a crack in the purple jade brush.