Li Na snorted and said, "These flies will be used to hone your little junior brother." If he can't even handle these flies, he won't want to enter the hell gate guarded by the Quartet. The brutal situation in the gates of hell is not something you can match, and in order to fight for a little more resources, you will always fight against each other. The position of the Hell Gate guarding in the four directions is equivalent to the role of the Grim Reaper in Huaxia. The difference is that the former is external, and the latter is internal. You just need to take care of him, this is a restless lord, lest he offend those people who are guarding the Quartet, and the three hundred and sixty-five academies under the command of the Quartet are all the backyards of those gentlemen. As for the children of other Gugu clans who came here to hang out, he could play as much as he liked, and he would not kill anyone. ”

Zihao understood, and then remembered another thing, and said: "According to the news from the inner courtyard, the Holy Son of Wuhui also came to the inner courtyard. He was in the freshman class, and he had already said that he was coming to see what his fiancée looked like, and that he was provoking the other sons by doing so. If this person makes something happen in the academy, what should I do? ”

The Holy Son of No Return is the Holy Son of the 'Gouchen Clan', one of the four ancient clans guarding the Hell Gate!

Although Li Na's incarnation did not perceive it, she also felt a headache, and then sighed and said, "What I am most afraid of is that he will also bring out those little ghosts under the jurisdiction of the Gou Chen clan. ”

"Imp?" Zihao was a little confused when he heard this, and Li Na said: "Well, since you have encountered these things during your shift, I will simply tell you some things that you should know." The schools in the world are just the gods created by the ancient clan after the Chaos Monument was shattered, and the four major schools guarded by the Quartet are the four gods who guard Huaxia. The Hell Gate is a wand created by the four primeval clans in the Four Guardians, guarding eighteen extreme secret realms for these four primeval clans, these eighteen extreme secret realms are called eighteen hells, and each hell suppresses the primeval sin clan! The people of the Gou Chen clan in the Hell Gate are in charge of the four hells of the tongue, scissors, iron tree, and evil mirror, and the little ghosts I am talking about are the sinners brought out from it, and these sinners are used like dead soldiers in the hands of the holy sons of these ancient clans. If the Holy Son of Gouchen brings these little ghosts out, I really don't know what kind of mess it will cause. These guys can't be managed, and I'll ask for help. But in the meantime you have to keep an eye on him so that no one offends him. ”

After a while, Zihao went down. Li Na rubbed her temples, took a deep breath and said, "Master is not here, the pressure is great." ”

Then Li Na leaned back in her chair and looked up at the ceiling, and she didn't know what she thought, but she said with a burst of emotion: "Except for the Four Holy Lands, the other academies are not having a good time, if they don't cling to the feet of the Taigu clan, they will end up like those schools that existed for the simple inheritance of the torch in ancient times." It's heart-wrenching that we have to send a large number of elites to Hell Gate every year to be cannon fodder, and now we have to be used as a back garden. How long do we have to endure it before we can accumulate a foundation that can be freed from the shackles? ”

Outside the dean's office, the bell rang again, and another class had passed.

The atmosphere in Class 5 is very eerie, almost everyone is aiming at the hero, because this guy fell asleep in class, and he didn't wake up after class, he slept very hard, and they suspected that he wouldn't wake up if he threw this guy out of the classroom door now.

The most amazing thing is that he can sleep in a chair with his head up to the ceiling, and occasionally a little saliva comes out. He was not drooling, but impurities from the aura, thick and fishy, like saliva.

The only person in this class who has the most sensitive touch is Sherman, her soul and physique are extremely pure, and from the day she was born, she has been in harmony with nature, perceiving things that other supernatural beings cannot perceive. At this moment, she sensed the turbulence of aura under the calm, like the water of an ocean flowing backwards towards a stream.

The sea was too big, and the creek was too small, so even the energy monitoring electronic eye, which monitors energy fluctuations, could not catch the surrounding anomalies except for Sherman. Because the hero has melted into nature, and he is the stream that flows backwards from the sea.

Uncle Turtle has several root coils entangled, continuously sending spiritual energy to Uncle Gui. That's what it's like to share together! The hero's ability to absorb aura is too terrifying, one person will die if he eats it alone, and the aura he absorbs alone is enough for the two of them to practice at the same time.

When everyone thought that the hero was sleeping very dead, the hero was half-asleep and half-awake. Under the powerful power of the concentrating glasses, he used his mind for two purposes, half of his consciousness practiced in deep sleep, while his consciousness remained awake, watching his body and the things around him like a third person.

In that ethereal realm in the dream, the hero is trying to visualize the second pattern, which he has comprehended, and is trying to sketch it out in his mind with the power of visualization.

In the failure of visualization and outlining again and again, I understand the corresponding energy trajectory of this pattern little by little, and the work of different energy trajectories is different, and the work produces efficiency.

The hero ignored the gaze around him, and the other half of his sober consciousness watched his cultivation like a third person. As long as these people don't mess with him, he won't pay attention to anyone, and let others see it, and he won't lose a piece of meat.

Sheman didn't leave the classroom, she sat quietly in her place and read, she sensed that someone came to the hero's side and wanted to wake up the hero, so Sheman said lightly: "Get out, I don't like others to disturb me when I read, including my tablemate." Nothing to do when you leave the classroom. ”

As soon as the words "tablemate" came out, the eyes of the others fell to the ground, and the goddess in their hearts actually admitted this tablemate, what does that mean? Could it be that the goddess's taste has suddenly changed from not eating fireworks in the world to a heavy taste that likes obscene scumbags?

Sherman won't explain anything.

Since Sherman spoke, these guys didn't come up to stir up trouble very interestingly.

But some people already hate heroes so much that they itch to the heart, especially that Liu Gongzi and Chen Ziming from the next class.

There are countless people who are willing to hug Chen Ziming's thighs and act as eyeliner for him. There are many so-called rich second generations in Tianzhen Academy, and among Chen Ziming, they are just a turtle. Even if it is the Hua family, in his eyes, he is just an upstart with no background.

In a seat in the last row of the fifth class of the year, Chen Fatzi is fiddling with a pen-shaped electronic monitoring pen, which can record the images and sounds of the class in all directions. He was about to put on the best monitoring angle when he felt an unkind look from behind him, and knew that the sister at the same table was going to trouble him.