Chapter Seventy-Three: A knife takes someone's life
Tutor He, who was sitting in the tutor's room of the Third Academy, drank tea and sighed, "It's not easy to bring this class of students." β
"Alas, a group of fools have been recruited, and now our three courtyards have become a joke in the entire inner courtyard, and it is estimated that no students below are willing to come. β
The five big and three rough assistants couldn't help but complain to Mentor He.
"Just teach these eighteen well, and the following disciples will not be accepted by our three courtyards. β
"Ah, just these little fools. β
"Don't say that, it was an accident this time, they are all very talented. β
As he spoke, he looked at the eighteen students outside the window who were standing on wooden stakes on their own legs and carrying lead stones in their hands, and he was quite relieved to see those who gritted their teeth and insisted on it.
And Zhu Qiu, who was standing on the wooden stake with the big sun above his head, while holding the lead stone in the independent posture of the golden rooster, he used his wood attribute spiritual power to make a leaf above his head to shield himself from the poisonous sun, and the surrounding classmates were envious, they were hot and sweaty, and several classmates with wood attribute spiritual power tried to imitate her, but not only did it not last long, but also consumed a lot of spiritual power, resulting in a gradual loss of physical strength.
And the classmates who have been holding on to it gradually changed from envy to shock, and several people couldn't help but make eye contact, ", her spiritual power doesn't need money, it's just like that." β
"I don't think I need money, it's still inexhaustible, and she's not even twenty years old, why is the spiritual power in her body so strong?"
"It shouldn't be a little gram. β
"Well, that's definitely the case. β
Several people comforted each other, and after an hour of training, when everyone was resting, Zhu Qiu came to Tutor He's room.
"Hello Mentor. β
"Zhu Qiu. Something to do with a mentor?"
"I would like to ask you not to wake up in the morning. β
"Reason. β
"I want to sleep. β
β............β
"If some of my classmates are not convinced, let them come to me to fight alone, and if she wins me, she doesn't have to wake up in the morning, I go, and if she loses, she will continue to wake up in the morning. β
"Mentor He, so do I. β
"Ghost-squatters, then you want to have a fight?"
"No, mentor, she's my boss, I'll do whatever she does, just like the boss said, let them challenge me, and only if they can win me can they be qualified to challenge my boss. The charm was expressionless, but it was clear from the look in her eyes that she was serious.
"Alas, the turmoil in the cafeteria was also caused by the two of you, and you two will really give the tutor a problem. Mentor He looked like he had a headache.
"Mentor, you can wronged us, and the cafeteria has nothing to do with us. As she spoke, she walked behind Mentor He, wrapped her hands with wood spiritual power, and gently massaged her mentor's head with the 'messy' in the early stage.
"Huh, I didn't expect you to have this craft, it's much more comfortable. Tutor He had a look of enjoyment on his face, and the guide next to him was a little eager to try.
"Mentor, do you have that kind of small knife, the delicate one?"
"You want to practice the knife, it's better for you to learn how to refine the pill with your wood attribute, but it's also good for the girl to learn the ability to defend herself at any time. β
"Well, then do you have it?" Zhu Qiu glanced at him in his heart, and it was useless to tell me if there was one.
"I don't, but you can ask this Master Mo of yours if he would like to cast it for you. As he spoke, he looked at Mo Daozhu on the side.
Zhu Qiu also looked at him expectantly, she never thought that this big old man who was noisy for her to sleep was so cute at the moment.
"Well, this ......"
Mo Daozhu looked at such eager eyes and touched his head in embarrassment.
Zhu Qiu walked behind him naturally and gave him a brain massage in the same way.
"Two mentors, if you often have headaches, it is recommended that you go to the doctor, you can't worry too much, and you must pay attention to rest, otherwise it is easy to suffer from Alzheimer's disease when you are older. β
"What is Alzheimer's?"
"Well, it's that when you're old, your brain is seriously degenerated, your light IQ is about the same as that of a child, and if it's serious, you're stupid, and you can't take care of yourself. So the two mentors should pay more attention. β
"It's so serious, do you know how to heal?" Mentor Mo looked at her with a puzzled expression.
"Hehe, know a little bit, I don't know what Mr. Mo thinks of my knife?"
"Hehe, what do you like, just draw it yourself and give me the drawings. β
"Okay, thank you, Mentor Mo. With that, he ran back to his room and began to draw his favorite knife.
"I haven't asked you to stop yet!" Looking at the back that was about to disappear, Mentor Mo looked helpless!
............
"Young master?" a man dressed as a scholar knelt on one knee and asked with a little doubt!
"Well, I'm going to go into the Immortal Gate to find someone. β
"Young master, this is unacceptable, although now we and the human race do not provoke each other, but if you enter the immortal gate and are discovered, it is a very dangerous thing, who are you looking for? Let your subordinates find it for you." β
The man dressed as a scholar looked nervous, he couldn't let the young master have an accident on his territory, and the young master was obviously just a human and couldn't fully control this body, he had to keep an eye on it.
The man in the black moire crepe robe looked at a small golden leaf in the palm of his hand and pondered, and then reluctantly put the leaf on the nose of the man dressed as a scholar and let him sniff it.
The man was a little confused by his young master's actions, such a primitive move, could it be that the young master judged that the person he was looking for was in Xianmen based on this smell?
"It's the person who emits this smell on his body, after finding it, he will draw a portrait for me to see, and you have a cultivation room here. β
"Yes, my subordinates will take you there!"
As he spoke, he led his young master to a rockery in the backyard!
And in the inn where Zhu Qiu stayed on the outskirts of Xiancheng, Lang Yue lay on the bed in embarrassment, like a dead dog.
"Murong Luo, you are a dead girl, you almost took the life of the master, old lady, if your old man knew that his son almost took his life in order to find you, the future daughter-in-law, do you know if you will feel distressed, alas, my Xiaobai is still waiting for me, I can't die in this ghost place, this ancient forest is really terrifying, I must not be able to take this shortcut when I go back." β
He didn't realize that he was completely to blame himself for making himself like this, and the beasts were going to mate and give birth at night, but he was hit by him, disturbing the good things of others, and he didn't drip him much, but he blamed people for deliberately showing affection in front of him, and the knife he owed asked for the root of people's lives, how could the object of others not be angry, so he roared to the sky, and even the fellow clans of the Great Perfection of the Spirit Master were summoned, after a night of chasing and fighting, he barely saved his life, and escaped from the big forest, if it weren't for the spirit stones and medicines he carried, he would have hung up long ago when he escaped from the big forestγ