"Visualization of gods and demons (1st floor): It can effectively visualize the rhyme of gods and demons, condense a trace of divinity, and build a foundation. ”

Looking at the introduction of the jade album in her hand, Jiang Xiaohua's eyes suddenly widened.

Wow!

It's actually a visualization of gods and demons!

Bull fork!

Sure enough, it's the Emperor of the Desolate Heaven!

As soon as you make a move, it's extraordinary!

Jiang Xiaohua happily held the jade book and wanted to start trying to cultivate.

But at this time, there was a rush of footsteps in the corridor, and then the door of the dormitory was pushed open with a "bang".

"Whoop~~Jiang ...... River...... Xiaohua, the counselor is looking for you!"

Zhang Qingsong gasped heavily, looked at Jiang Xiaohua, who was sitting with a serious face, and said loudly.

"Mader, I really don't know what shit luck I have taken! The counselor will actually look for this coward! If you want to find me, you will also find me!"

After speaking, he muttered again.

Jiang Xiaohua just pretended not to hear it, and quietly put the jade book back into the personal warehouse of the Three Realms Time and Space Network, just looking at Zhang Qingsong, who was tired and panting like a dog on the other side.

"What is the counselor looking for me?"

Although she is also very covetous of the graceful and graceful shadow of the counselor, Jiang Xiaohua is self-aware, before she got the alien mobile phone, she was a pure otaku, not eye-catching, how could a beautiful counselor who is beautiful, affectionate and rich look at herself.

"You ask me, who do I ask? Love or not! Anyway, my words have already arrived. ”

Zhang Qingsong breathed a sigh of relief, but he regained his disdainful nature, and said disdainfully to Jiang Xiaohua.

As he spoke, he unscrewed the bottle of Coke that had just been opened on Jiang Xiaohua's table, took a sip, burped comfortably, and glared at Jiang Xiaohua with slanted eyes.

"Why don't you go now, what are you doing here?"

Without Zhang Dashan staring at him, Zhang Qingsong seemed to have regained his previous feeling of command, and scolded Jiang Xiaohua with a snort.

Jiang Xiaohua glanced at Zhang Qingsong and was slightly silent.

"Yo, what do you want to do? Look at me? Look at what! Poor one, Lao Tzu drinks your drink, that's to look up to you! Give you a poor face! A baby who settles down in the countryside should be honest, understand? Otherwise, Lao Tzu will make it difficult for you to move an inch in Shencheng! But as long as you follow me, you will enjoy it!"

"Do you know who my dad is? My dad is ......."

Zhang Qingsong didn't see the limitations and the black face that had been pulled down, he was still talking to himself, pretending to compare, spitting stars and flying sideways, pouring a small sip of Coke from time to time, that look, that posture, that tone, it was almost an impromptu speech pointing out the country.

"Is that enough?"

But before Zhang Qingsong could finish speaking, Jiang Xiaohua had already suddenly got up.

"What?"

Zhang Qingsong just drank a sip of Coke, and before he could react, he saw Jiang Xiaohua in front of him suddenly get up, so frightened that his hands trembled, and a large wave of Coke was poured into his throat.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

All of a sudden, Zhang Qingsong was embarrassed.

"Jiang Xiaohua!"

Zhang Qingsong also stood up suddenly, glaring at Jiang Xiaohua with an angry face.

"You're looking for death! dare to yell at me?"

Zhang Qingsong was angry.

Very angry.

In his opinion, Jiang Xiaohua didn't dare to resist himself at all, and he couldn't resist himself!

Why should a poor man from the countryside resist himself?

Where does the confidence come from?

"Enough of that?"

Jiang Xiaohua stared at Zhang Qingsong, who was like a roaring emperor, with an unkind expression.

"I haven't said enough yet!

Zhang Qingsong was already burned with anger.

"You are a little deflated three! You are poor! You dare to yell at me! You are so frightened that I got into water! Jiang Xiaohua, you are doomed to die! Let me tell you, you are doomed to die! Do you know who Shencheng's bearer is? That is the third son of my second aunt's little cousin!"

"You dare to offend me! Jiang Xiaohua, let me tell you, you are doomed! Later, the third son of my second aunt's little cousin will bring a group of people to hack you to death! I'll tell you!"

Zhang Qingsong said with a fierce and vicious expression.

Jiang Xiaohua: "o(╯□╰)o"

If it weren't for the fact that she felt that she had to take this matter very seriously now, Jiang Xiaohua would really want to roll around and pee laughing.

"I'll just say one thing! Yes, I'll just say one word!"

Jiang Xiaohua's face was full of words.

Zhang Qingsong was confused.

This poor man dared to resist under his own obscenity!

Zhang Qingsong felt that his small universe was about to explode.

"First, whether I'm poor or not has nothing to do with you!"

"Second, you have no qualifications to lecture me or criticize me!"

"Third, according to Article 383 of the Constitution of the People's Republic of Chinese China, no one may insult or insult Chinese citizens at will. Violators are detained for more than three days and fined between $500 and $3,000. ”

Jiang Xiaohua spoke clearly word by word, and the bluffing Zhang Qingsong was stunned for a moment.

"How did I not know that there was such an article in the Constitution?"

Zhang Qingsong looked incredulous.

"Believe it or not! Anyway, it's just one sentence! Are you trying it out in a blind comparison? Believe it or not, Lao Tzu hammered you to death!"

After the installation was completed, Jiang Xiaohua felt comfortable all over, and immediately tore Sven apart, changed into a bandit suit, and said with an evil face.

How can a mortal be compared to a cultivator?

Even if Jiang Xiaohua had just embarked on the path of cultivation, it was not something that Zhang Qingsong could determine, and he was immediately stunned by Jiang Xiaohua, and he didn't dare to look at Jiang Xiaohua's eyes.

Three days of post-apocalyptic survival is no joke.

It was the experience of blood and fire, even if the time was still short, but the lawless murderous aura leaked out, and Zhang Qingsong immediately knelt down.

"I have old friends like you, and now the grave is grassy. There are no wooden coffins in the grave, and I advise you not to learn from my old friends. So as not to get the bones incomplete, see you still see my old friends. ”

"I hope you will do it yourself!"

The roles of the two were reversed in an instant, Jiang Xiaohua dragged a classic ancient text, flicked her sleeves, and sprinkled away, leaving Zhang Qingsong with a blue and red face.

As soon as she walked outside the dormitory building, Jiang Xiaohua, who was expressionless, suddenly returned to her true colors, twisted her ass exaggeratedly, and swung her fist fiercely.

"Haha! Is this what it's like to pretend to be forced? It's so fucking cool! I'll do it next time!"

Seeing the sound of footsteps coming from the corner of the corridor, Jiang Xiaohua immediately walked seriously, as if the person before was not him at all.

"What will happen when the counselor comes to me? Could it be that she suddenly discovered that I am a potential stock and plans to make a promise to me? Or did she see my peerless article published in the school magazine and wanted to discuss it with me?"

Jiang Xiaohua's mind was full of cranky thoughts, and a beautiful figure also appeared in her mind, with a smile and a smile, every movement and every look, it was so flawless.

"Amitabha, don't think about it! You can't think about it! But it's so exciting to think about it!"