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The torture hall is the last place An Chengde wants to go, the sluggish atmosphere inside is filled with the smell of death, this lifeless and dim place is the most vicious place in the Immortal Academy.

An Chengde arrived as promised, and when he came to the torture hall, the torture hall was having a normal morning meeting, and An Chengde had to stand on the side to listen.

Feng He, the master of the Torture Hall, is a sixth-order powerhouse, and he is considered one of the few powerhouses in the elder seat, and the Torture Hall under his leadership is the strongest branch of the Immortal Academy.

Today's assignment continues, and the torture hall acts alone, and the targets are all murderous alien beasts or cruel heretics.

All the documents are carried out, everyone is busy with their work, An Chengde was only called by Feng He at this time, and there is a pretty girl with him, who seems to be older than An Chengde, and the demeanor on her pretty face is elegant, which is very inconsistent with the atmosphere of the torture hall.

"You were stuffed to me by the head of the sect himself, and I don't know what kind of person your predecessors are, and they would let the real person of the head sect go through the back door for you, but the head of the sect said that in a month, you can't pass my review, and you still can't become a member of the torture hall;

"Oh!" The girl agreed prettyly, and An Chengde nodded with a wooden head, with his qualifications, how could he need to go through the back door, but he had a successful foundation, and he was only one step away from knotting the golden pill.

"You guys do physical training today, Mo Li, you didn't go out on a mission today, watch them train well, don't let them be lazy, otherwise you will go out too!" Feng He obviously disdained to talk to An Chengde and them for more than half a word, and after finishing speaking, he raised his leg and ran.

Leaving two small children behind, looking at each other, not knowing what to do?

"It's also interesting for Cihai Shentong to join my torture hall, what's the name of this little sister?" Mo Li smiled and shook hands with An Chengde, in this academy, I'm afraid there are very few people who don't know An Chengde.

"Hello senior brother, my name is Ji Qianhe, and I am twelve years old this year!" Ji Qianhe is far more optimistic than An Chengde, and his sweet voice came pleasantly, An Chengde was surprised that Ji Qianhe was the same age as himself, and the others did not reflect.

"Little sister is good. You just arrived at the sect today, let the little prodigy take you around first, and come back in an hour, okay?" Mo Li didn't seem to be in too much of a hurry to train the two juniors, but let them relax first.

"Oh!" An Chengde's posture was soft.

"Yes!" Ji Qianhe was still full of energy.

Out of the enchantment of the torture hall, An Chengde took Ji Qianhe to wander around the sect speechlessly, this Ji Qianhe chattered endlessly, which made An Chengde's head big.

"Hey, why do they all call you a little prodigy? You obviously call you An Chengde......" Ji Qianhe walked all the way and found that the senior brothers who saw them were all very friendly greetings, of course, one of the greetings was: little prodigy.

"It's nothing, maybe it's because I'm smart......" An Chengde looked at himself proudly.

"Phew!" Ji Qianhe replied with disdain, a loud byte.

"You said so much, then why didn't you say the reason why you are a girl and why you came to the Torture Hall? It's really strange, there is a clear distinction in the sect, except for the Hundred Flowers Hall, all the other halls don't accept female disciples, and the back door for you to leave?" An Chengde pouted and retorted.

"You're very annoying! How can you ask a girl such a question? Don't you know the euphemism? A little fairy like me, wouldn't it be a waste of my ...... to go to Baihuatang" For narcissism, An Chengde is still defeated, and this girl's words make An Chengde can't help but have the urge to gag.

So for the sake of his own mood, An Chengde deliberately interjected a sentence and said: "Cute and cute face, and plain figure, don't talk about so much, do you know? The goddess in the sect can make you scummy in seconds? hehe......

"Goddess, are you an idol?" Ji Qianhe was not angry, but was just curious about An Chengde's gossip.

"My idol is the third place in the list of disciples of the sect in the mountains and seas, and the model benchmark of all disciples!" An Chengde patted his chest and said.

"So, your ambition is to be a senior brother?" Ji Qianhe asked embarrassedly.

"I don't have that ability, I just hope that I can become strong and be able to protect the people I want to protect!" An Chengde's voice buried in his heart was spoken, and he didn't have any defense in the face of this little girl.

Ji Qianhe beckoned to An Chengde, An Chengde approached, was knocked down by Ji Qianhe with a simple back fall, patted the dust on his hands, Ji Qianhe said: "You are really so weak, you can't even beat me as a girl, who else can you protect?"

"You! I'll fight with you!" An Chengde's momentum was full and he rushed towards Ji Qianhe, but Ji Qianhe had practiced a few wolf prevention techniques with Hua Qing, and there were no two rounds, Ji Qianhe sat on An Chengde's back, hating iron and steel, and couldn't help shaking his head, thinking in his heart: This guy really came in through the back door, and he was too weak.

However, Ji Qianhe's judgment only insisted on a few breaths, and there was a certain gap between her and An Chengde in terms of skills, but in terms of cultivation, he was inferior to An Chengde; after ten years of medicinal baths, An Chengde's body was cultivated by An Ziruo to congenital perfection, which is the so-called ten layers of foundation, although he didn't know what the use was? But when he was focused, he could still mobilize one or two.

A faint aura arose from the hundreds of limbs, and An Chengde's mind appeared again the scene of that day, which was destined to be his lingering nightmare, that kind of powerless submission, he swore that there would never be a second time!

"You get up for me!" An Chengde mustered up all his strength to support his body from the ground to rise, the petite Ji Qianhe got up quickly, and looked at An Chengde with some surprise, at this time An Chengde abandoned his previous laziness, his eyes full of fighting spirit and full of resentment, let Ji Qianhe treat him differently.

"Your strength is good!" Ji Qianhe stretched out his little hand to shake hands with An Chengde, but was ignored, An Chengde rushed towards the location of the torture hall as fast as possible, ignoring Ji Qianhe's feelings.

"Hey, you're so rude, you wait for me!" Ji Qianhe chased An Chengde's pace and called anxiously.

"Bo ......" An Chengde's body sank into the light curtain of teleportation, and Ji Qianhe also followed An Chengde's body, panting into the door.

"Bang!" Ji Qianhe didn't care about After passing through the door, An Chengde actually stopped, and a fierce rush pounced An Chengde, blocking the face of the big disciple of the torture hall, and the two of them lay down under the hall like stacked arhats.

"This is the so-called new generation of successors in charge? It's ridiculous!" Yan Wusheng scoffed with disdain.

Sitting across from him was Elder Kaga, the leader of the torture hall.

"Get up, didn't you fall?......" Mo Li came up and asked embarrassedly, today he is an introductory mentor, I didn't expect it to become like this......

"Please teach me the kung fu of my body!" An Chengde said respectfully.

"Wusheng, you lose, choose one of the two to stay, and I'll send the rest to Baihuatang!"

"Thank you, Elder!" An Chengde knelt down to worship the Elder's grace.

"Come here!" Yan Wusheng waved his hand at Ji Qianhe with a cold face.

"......" An Chengde had a little ominous premonition.

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