When the master was about to perform this deformed strategy, suddenly one day the familiar figure appeared in front of him, known as the most outstanding magician of all time, and compared him to the abyss and sank into the pool, and he suddenly had a feeling that he suddenly jumped from the warmth of the sun into the cold pool of the bones, and would never be able to summon the sun. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This is also the reason why the fat man's instinctive reaction after seeing Zihong and others at the Royal Soul Master Academy was that he didn't recognize each other and his expression was weird and complicated.

The time of Danrong is about to end, and the meter on the ding is warning that it is approaching the end. Cultivation, like other practices, has its own starting point, and each pill has a time limit for the flame, beyond which the time of moxibustion and roasting will be declared a failure.

Every time Cheng Dan or not, it will often have a very heavy impact on the beginner spirit artist, and it is the best of the good to become, the shadow of failure will follow the tail line, it is difficult to sweep, and it will bring him a very heavy shadow of Cheng Dan in the future, and he will not be able to break through without removing this shadow, and he will have a profound impact on the development of the spirit art.

The two people who know the importance of this are both frowning, although the fat man is nervous, he is a kind of desperate hope that the other party will fail, and he must not survive this change. At the very least, he was perfect for the first time, and if he failed this time, he would be qualified to stand above his senior brother, and explain to the master that he was his favorite disciple, and he would stand on the high level of his brother again, looking up at all the junior disciples under the steps.

The fat man's deformity was indeed shattered in the face of the following indisputable facts. Just a moment before the pointer hovered, the thick smoke in the fire dissipated, and immediately a flash of light shot out, and Zihong got up excitedly and grabbed it in the palm of her hand.

The nervous and slightly shaking fist opened violently, and a round and smooth cyan elixir was truly displayed in the purple palm, the elixir was not only smooth, but also crystal like jade, emitting a jade luster, and a refreshing smell of medicine spread out from it, and soon floated all over the corner of the room.

There are some rats, forcibly drawn out of the hole by the fragrance, like drunken men, swaying and dancing, screaming and jumping in teams, as if they are celebrating the success of the young man in the house!

The eyes the size of a bean grain were round, and a round and bouncing pill was reflected in the pupils of both eyes at the same time, the fat man raised his hand to rub the reflection in his eyes, and made a trembling voice: "Congratulations, senior brother, you have succeeded!"

The fat man was full of surprise as he spoke, and when the round medicine pill that the young man's fingers held suddenly emitted a dazzling light of encouragement, the tremor on his body directly pushed him to the ground.

Zihong turned her body, looked at the frightened look of the fat man sitting on the ground with a smug expression, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, do you think this pill is qualified?"

“.. Qualified, fully qualified. The fat man came back to his senses, raised his hand to wipe the beads of sweat on his fat face, and said.

.. There was an earth-shattering roar, the eaves of the roof suddenly shook, the ground bulged slightly, and the purple and red monsters tightened the results in the middle of the day, and the two of them rushed out of the door quickly.

"The junior class boy named Wan Zihong actually beat my beloved son to a serious injury, and he came out to die.."

Like the sound of a bell, the roaring ground shook like a mountain, and the whole place of soldiers was like a moment, built on the rolling sea level, constantly undulating and moving. Fortunately, this kind of building is made of very special materials, which can prevent the impact of the huge city movement, and it does not collapse after the change and shaking.

The fat man looked up at the boy in horror, and he was also full of doubts and didn't know what to do.

Outside the gate of the Academy of Soldiers, a crazy figure of the Clint knife came running, and he shouted in an atmosphere as he ran: "King Ming, you kid, it's really not a thing, you actually asked me to sue my Lao Tzu about the fight." ”

There was a figure running beside him, it was King Ming, one of his younger brothers before, he waved the beads of sweat on his forehead, and said with a face full of shame: "I'm sorry." When I went back two days ago, your father chased back your situation, and I couldn't help but tell him, at that time, he was still calm, why did he suddenly come so suddenly?"

"We've been brothers for so long, who doesn't know whose father? You still don't know my father's character, he doesn't see me suffering, he can't see me lose his face. Clint Knife said angrily as he ran.

On the steps outside the steel special gate, there were six teachers, and the two deans were so wonderful that they were not there.

They looked at the burly old man in front of them, like a giant on a small mountain, and their faces were indeed helpless, and even a little trembling, because everyone knew that no one could control this old guy in the absence of the two deans.

The old man who was two and a half meters tall and looked like an iron tower was wearing a black power suit, and his bare arms were covered with layers of strong muscles. His eyebrows were like swords, his face was stiff, and his voice was like a bell and he stood at the gate of the academy and yelled for a long time, no one dared to stop him, this person was the father of Klin, whose name was Old Knife.

Klint finally ran to his father's side in a sweat, he raised his eyes to look at the six teachers with ugly faces, his hands were as strong as stones, and he said apologetically: "Father, don't mess around, our matter is already over." ”

Snap, a thunderous applause sounded on the face of the Clint knife, and the huge palm force that flew out directly knocked him over and rolled on the ground a few times, and blood flowed sideways on his lips.

"Wang Ba boy, what did you say, it's over?" This old man called Dao Lao, who was not angry at his son's behavior of blocking his own self-cherishment, slapped a palm, and shouted angrily: "Grandma, the old man came from afar, saying that you were half killed, and you recognized it like this?"

While roaring at his son, he turned to look at the six teachers who were standing in front of the door like an iron wall, and shouted: "Tell that stinky boy named Zihong to come out quickly, I can't see anyone else today, and I'm not welcome later." ”

Every sentence came out of the knife elder, like a thunderbolt that could go up to the sky, shaking the entire college, every student could hear it, and hundreds of students in the third-level campus of junior and senior high schools flew out in a large area, surrounding the gate of the college on the inside and outside three floors.

The Soldierland Academy will only be promoted to the middle and senior classes, and the junior class has twenty class areas, and there are only nine people in each class area, Zihong and the others are only one of the class areas, but it is indeed the school district with the best performance in the initial realm.

In the current situation, even if it is shocking for six days, they may not be able to win against this old guy, so they have to do everything they can to stabilize him and drag him back until the two deans come back, and this old naughty boy has to rein in.