Without the days when Nangong was peaceful, Xiao Yu's small days were also very leisurely.

In the first few days of going to the third class, Xiao Yu gradually became familiar with those fellow disciples and brothers.

At the same time, the original few who were not very convinced by her have been in her for a long time, but because Xiao Yusheng has a straightforward and good personality and the convincing force value on her body, everyone's attitude towards her has gradually improved.

During this period, Xiao Yu learned a lot of things.

For example, in this martial arts academy, the basic course of study turned out to be the six arts that Xiao Yu had read many times in books before: the number of Lile Shooting Imperial Books.

The head of the sword law Lu sect that day, as well as the Sun sect head who taught the art of war and the Huang sect head who taught the formation of troops were all other compulsory subjects for these people to take.

Watching them seriously practice swordsmanship and learn those basic theories of the art of war, somehow, Xiao Yu still felt that he didn't seem to be much interested.

Let's be honest. What they have learned now is still at a lower level than Xiao Yu's subjects in the special training camp in his previous life, and the martial arts experience of the Nangong family.

With a short three-month training period and a short quiet school career, Xiao Yu is really reluctant to devote his limited energy to such a lot of boring coursework.

You have to learn a little bit of fame, learn a few new things, add a little bit of skill to yourself, and you can't let yourself enter Baoshan and return empty-handed.

After wandering around the entire academy for many days, Xiao Yu finally chose a special elective subject for herself: poison major.

It is probably because people who are good at using poison are too ruthless and vicious enough to be upright when facing the enemy, so they are not favored on this continent.

The dilapidated door sign with the poison major hanging outside a very small and dilapidated old house was really not very noticeable.

At first, when Xiao Yu tried to push the door open, the dust and smoke falling from the door made Xiao Yu wonder if he had walked into an ownerless empty house.

It wasn't until he saw the strange man sitting in a pile of bottles and cans that Xiao Yu's heart reluctantly settled down.

The person in the large pile of gray-brown-white ceramic vessels sat there, but maintained a posture that made Xiao Yu feel particularly surprised.

He wrapped himself in a heavy white kudzu veil, from his feet, legs, torso, arms, and even his entire head.

The whole living and movable mummy is just a partial, partial, and his eyes exposed between the kudzu yarns are shining, and they look particularly sharp and sharp.

Xiao Yu couldn't help frowning.

Only hesitate in the bottom of my heart:

Is it a reckless, impulsive and unreliable decision to enter this room rashly?

And the person on the other side began to urn and asked angrily through many layers of kudzu:

"Who are you? What are you going to do here? ”

After hesitating for a moment, Xiao Yu still replied slowly:

"Below are the newly accepted disciples here. I walked in here unintentionally, I just wanted to ask, I don't know if the poison major here is accepted, and I don't accept newcomers? ”

"Newcomer? In principle, it is not rejected by those who come. Because there are too few students who dare to study poison science now. You're the first person to walk into this room in years. ”

"Oh? Is toxicology scary? Why don't they dare to learn? Looking at the pair of eyes that suddenly looked a little gloomy, Xiao Yu suddenly became more interested in talking