Luo Bingyu blinked, looked a little naughty, and said, "Then it depends on your ability, brother." ”

The ice-blue eyes stared at the surface of the lake again, adding a touch of depth.

*.*.*.*.*.

Ling Luo sat in the northeast corner of the room, flipping through the textbook casually. It didn't take long for the teacher to arrive.

The teacher is Mu Qian.

Because they were acquaintances, even if she had been absent from class for four days, Mu Qian did not embarrass her.

Mu Qian was a fire cultivator, and in the next hour, she described in detail the origin and laws of the fire element between heaven and earth.

Basic, boring, boring.

This is Ling Luo's biggest feeling.

True cultivation should not be confined to these books with rigid theories and meaningless truths.

She deliberately paid attention to the classmates around her, and there were many of them, all of whom climbed directly onto the table and fell asleep.

And Mu Qian seemed to be accustomed to this situation, and the smile on his face did not change in the slightest.

An hour later, the boring class was finally over, and Ling Luo's eyelids were already astringent, and he had been wandering the world for a few weeks.

During the recess, Ling Luo finally couldn't bear it anymore and fell asleep directly on the table.

She had been cultivating for seven days and nights in a row, and she hadn't slept a bit, but now that she had relaxed, she felt a surging tiredness coming, and she couldn't stop it.

When Ling Luo was asleep, she didn't know that Xuanyuan Yu had already come back from outside and sat beside her.

He looked at her extremely tired and sleeping, and couldn't help but stretch out a hand to help her brush off the naughty broken hair on her forehead, and his movements were extremely gentle.

"Hey, cousin-in-law, come here."

Three steps away, Mu Ranran lowered his voice and beckoned to Xuanyuan Yu.

Xuanyuan Yu hesitated for a moment, reluctantly took his big hand away from Ling Luo's body, and then walked out of the door of the classroom with Mu Ranran.

"What's the matter?"

On the corridor outside the door of the classroom, ivy is wrapped around the hollow top, and the fragrance of real grass is real.

Mu Ran said; "Cousin-in-law, do you know a son named Luo Li?"

"Locker?" Xuanyuan Yu shook his head, "I haven't heard of it." ”

Mu Ranran was puzzled: "But Cousin Luo and that son seem to be very familiar, I thought you knew each other too." ”

"Familiar?" Xuanyuan Yu's heart suddenly became nervous, and he said in a deep voice, "What kind of son is it?" Looks, dress, dress? ”

Luo'er rarely interacts with strange men.

Xuanyuan Yu said that he was very concerned.

"He is a very handsome son, just like a fairy in the sky, seemingly warm, but in fact cold."

Mu Ranran's mind appeared like "Luo Li", and his face unnaturally revealed the girl's longing.

The smile on Xuanyuan Yu's lips disappeared, the corners of his eyes drooped, his eyes were dim, and his tone was gloomy: "That Luo Li, what did you do to my Luo'er?" ”

Mu Ranran's brain was tendoned, and he didn't notice the strange emotions of this prospective cousin-in-law, and replied: "It's nothing, it's just that as soon as I entered the classroom, I sat next to my cousin, and I called her Luo'......er very affectionately."

"What did you say?!" Xuanyuan Yu's voice raised a few pitches, his face was extremely ugly, and he just roared out.

Mu Ranran was stunned by the roar, his mouth was half open, and he said in surprise: "What's the matter......"

Xuanyuan Yu's brows furrowed, an extremely sharp look flashed in his crystal pupils, he stretched out a hand, grabbed Mu Ranran's shoulder, and said in a low voice: "That man named Luo Li, he took the initiative to approach Luo'er?" ”