Generally speaking, perceptual cognition is not too much for adolescent boys, let alone Mu Qian. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He is the Demon King, worshipped, admired or forgotten by the Demon Realm for many years, and has always been at the top and has the most powerful combat power......

Before Mu Qian became a new person, his own feelings were indifferent, so he liked to experience different lives in comic books.

Finally, when he took the steps to be a new person, he returned to his current personality after ten years in the Zhen family.

And after meeting Song Shijing, there are many different ...... Very subtle differences. Probably, in the body of the demon king who is a human again, there are also various youth hormones that are constantly secreted.

Arrogant hormones.

Bicycles, dangling little feet, somewhat empty streets in the early morning.

The townspeople were largely unaware of what had happened last night, and even those who had been affected by the rain at the center of the incident at the time had no idea why they were in their homes.

The Demon King personally took action, and the technology was obviously much more reliable than that of the demon slayers.

But then again......

'Brother, haven't you been meddling too much lately?' ’

Mu Qian examined herself, responded to Xiao Ling's words, and drove her to school.

"Brother, I came back late last night. Xiao Ling seemed a little unhappy, "Are you going to do something with Xiao Song who doesn't see anyone!"

"What's the shame?" Mu Qian asked calmly.

Xiao Ling blinked, his face was red, and his forehead hit Mu Qian's back.

Mu Qian didn't seem to be smiling, but he didn't chase after her and make fun of her, after all, they were brothers and sisters, and they couldn't joke too much.

On the way to Xiaoling School, you will inevitably pass by Suqing's residence.

And this aunt, cough, and aunt, who is full of fairy energy, is still by the window through the gap in the curtain, watching the two brothers and sisters below leave.

It's just that today, there are a few more figures in this antique room.

These are three young people, two 'women' with faces of about twenty and who look like they should be both beautiful and artistic, wearing antique Hanfu and combing their temples.

The young man was much more fashionable, with dyed white hair, a hooked nose, and a broad forehead. The white-haired man and a woman sat next to each other, and looking at this shameless appearance, they knew that this should be a couple.

"Elder Su Qing, has that strong man passed by?"

"It's already over," Su Qing's voice was very light, "according to the plan, you pretend to be high school students to enter their school, and try to contact this senior." ”

All three frowned almost at the same time.

A woman, who is obviously more appropriately addressed as a woman for a girl of this temperament and dress, says, "Won't the other party help us directly?"

"For this level of existence, we can't be disrespectful, we can only do it in other ways," Su Qing lowered his eyebrows, "Our purpose is to let this senior help us find our way home, and for this, I am willing to give everything I have." ”

The white-haired man raised his eyebrows: "Can't the elders attract this senior?"

Su Qing looked up at the somewhat frivolous man, and his voice was a little cold: "You're humiliating me, right?"

"Elder forgiveness, I don't dare. ”

"Then go according to the plan, even though I have been in retirement for many years, I can still influence the decisions of the Presbyterian Council. Su Qing swept down his sleeves, and the three young men stood up in amusement, bowed slightly to her, turned their heads and walked out of the door.

There seemed to be a small murmur outside the door, looming, but Su Qing could hear it clearly.

It's the white-haired man......

"What is arrogant, isn't it just a woman who can be a husband, maybe how many men have slept with. ”

Su Qing clenched her fists slightly, this kind of foul language made her a little unbearable.

Taking a deep breath, Su Qing just looked indifferent.

The successors of the Lost Immortal Realm Committee are really inferior from generation to generation, and they have gradually been infected by the filth of the world.

"Alas......" Su Qing could only sigh softly.

At the gate of the junior high school, because I went out five minutes early today, there was plenty of time.

"Goodbye, brother. ”

"Well, I'll pick you up after school. ”

There was a whisper of discussion around again, it seemed that the situation of yesterday was repeated, but it was a different background board of passers-by from yesterday.

Mu Qian rode his bicycle towards the high school, while Xiao Ling walked briskly towards the teaching building, and had to endure some jokes from his classmates on the way.

Mu Qian was in a good mood.

Won money last night, after all!

Although he also witnessed some misfortunes in Ren Ying's family, these misfortunes turned around and thought that they were actually good things for Ren Ying.

There is news of his long-lost parents, and in Mu Qian's opinion, he will help Ren Ying's family reunite as soon as possible...... So it's not a problem.

Today is still the same as yesterday, Ren Ying's position is empty, and Song Shijing came over sleepily almost after the first class.

I stayed up too long last night.

Between classes, Mu Qian came over to offer condolences and sat on Song Shijing's desktop a little.

Song Shijing, who originally wanted to lie down and continue to sleep, could only purse her mouth, hold her long hair, pretend to be a very ladylike, and chat slowly with Mu Qian.

"What time did you sleep last night?"

"I'll go to bed soon when you go back, but I wake up very early in the morning, and I still have a lot to do. ”

"You weren't that tired yesterday. ”

"It's okay," Song Shijing was rarely humble, "No matter how tired you are, you're tired." ”

Then he was misunderstood by his classmates.

These two are now ...... Have you reached this stage? I went back last night and slept ...... Men are more tired than women......

Boys and girls collectively want to be crooked.

"Let's have dinner together at noon," Mu Qian invited, "Call Uncle and that guy, let's go to yesterday's place, I'll invite you." ”

Song Shijing blinked: "When did you become so generous?"

Mu Qian could only give her a helpless expression--when did he ever be stingy?

Song Shijing really fell asleep in the second class, and the teachers seemed to know the basic attributes of the newly transferred female classmate, who was not successful enough to fail, and was useless except for beauty, so they didn't care much.

To learn or not to learn, in fact, it all depends on whether you work hard or not, and it is not too directly related to the teacher's appearance.

Mu Qian held his chin and stared out the window in a daze, thinking about the incident of Ren Ying's parents and whether there was any other solution.

Either way, killing is inevitable, although it's not a big deal for Mu Qian.

He didn't kill innocents indiscriminately, not because he had much sense of justice in his heart, but because he didn't have the need to kill innocents indiscriminately, and he didn't want to feel too much of the fear and insecurity of human beings in the face of death.

It is the demons, not the demons, who rely on the fear of humans to gain their power.

In the same way, it is the gods, not the gods, who rely on the beliefs of humans to gain power.

These are all different.

"These guys ......"

Mu Qian looked at the two men and one woman passing by in front of the teaching building, and the corners of his mouth suddenly twitched.

In other words, are these orphans in the fairy world too high-profile, they wear such fairy aura everywhere they go, and they don't hide their own strength at all...... I don't know if the fairy realm was destroyed by other forces, although that force is almost dead.

"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers," Mu Qian didn't bother with it, and the tip of the pen unconsciously slid on the paper.

By the way, there is an art class this afternoon, and Mu Qian has to prove his painting foundation to Mr. Xiaoning......

Don't be ashamed to say.