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"I'm stupid than ......" At noon, Liu Bao was walking around the school, sweating and running while muttering softly.

If you lose, you have to admit it, otherwise the consequences will be very strict, not only may Feng Qingyang hold on to him, but the school will not let him go.

So now he is trying his best to win Principal Yuan's forgiveness, and Principal Yuan asked him to pay off the account first, and then talk about the rest, then he naturally has to show it well.

At noon, the debt was repaid here, and Principal Yuan saw it, so he should be touched!

Besides, a thousand taels of gold, converted into Huaxia coins, is about 20 million, where did he get this money to Feng Qingyang?

The only hope is Hongjinghong, if you can shine on the exchange meeting of the three provinces, and then sell the results, then make up for it, 20 million dare not say, more than half should be enough, and then let President Yuan help ask for a favor, maybe this matter can be over.

In this way, he has to work harder, otherwise he doesn't want to ask Principal Yuan to help intercede, and he doesn't even think about the Hongjinghong project.

Although he is trying his best to forgive, Liu Bao is still very uncomfortable in his heart, how could he provoke such a master, losing can be described as bankrupt!

However, his arms can't reach his thighs, he can only endure it now, and if he wants to take revenge, he has to wait for the opportunity.

"Mr. Liu, what were you talking about just now?" On a hot day, Liu Bao ran out at noon, and while running fast, he shouted that he was stupid, which naturally attracted the attention of many students.

Liu Bao is also a little famous in medical school, and there are naturally many students who know him, so everyone came over one after another and asked quite curiously.

Everyone thinks that they should have heard it wrong, otherwise who would be so weird. While running, he shouted that he was stupid, except for brain pumping, there was only one possibility, and he was put on a big green hat.

But Mr. Liu is single, how can he be cuckolded? It's weird!

"It's nothing, I've recently encountered a bottleneck in scientific research, and I want to use exercise to stimulate my nerve center, so don't follow me!" Liu Bao rushed away, he was already shouting very quietly. Why is it still heard by the students around me? It's really depressing, if the students know about today's incident, will he still be able to mix in Hama University in the future?

"Scolding yourself for being stupid can stimulate the central nervous system?" The students didn't catch up again, but froze in place, all wondering in their hearts. Could it be that this is the latest research? Even if it is, it seems to be a bit masochistic!

Let's talk about Fengda Immortal, after the school cleaned up the boring Liu Baoxiao, he returned to the Grass Valley.

President Yuan chased him all the way, hoping that he would not be angry and continue to be the director of the pharmaceutical program of Binhai University.

Feng Qingyang was not angry, he was not so bored that he wanted to be angry with a small night. Besides, if he was really angry, it wouldn't end like this, and at worst, he would never be able to get out of bed again in that little life.

But what he said. Principal Yuan didn't believe it, in order to send away this little old man, he had to respond, okay. Continue to be their director, but what. It's just to stay at the level of giving advice, let him participate in the research, that's impossible, what results do they have, just bring it and let him help see it.

Only then did he send the little old man away, and Feng Qingyang couldn't help but take a sip of wine, which was really relieved.

"Feng Qingyang, do you count?" Just as he was about to enter the front hall to see which patients Pan Ming and the others had received today, Feng Qingyang heard a soft and delicate voice behind him.

"That's nature, the old man has always said the same!" When he turned his head to look, he found that it was Murong Tianxin's girl, standing in the square not far away with a sword.

Although the dress is flying, showing the style of a chivalrous woman, she looks a little haggard, and it looks like she hasn't slept for a few nights.

This can't help but make the Fengda Immortal, who is a great-grandfather, feel a little distressed, otherwise he would have to shout, no big or small, what Feng Qingyang, to be called Great-grandfather.

"Then come with me!" Murong Tianxin grinned, and then took the lead in running towards the mountain.

"What the hell is the little girl, mysterious and secretive!" Feng Qingyang followed closely, and could think in his heart, could this girl really do what he said? When the leaves are falling, a sword can cut off all the leaves before they hit the ground?

It's only been a few days, and if she can really do it, then she can really be regarded as a sword prodigy.

Sure enough, as he expected, Murong Tianxin led him to a mountain forest, which was full of sycamore trees, and in the middle of summer, the sycamore leaves were like a small umbrella stretched out, embellished on the branches, not only blocking the blazing sun, but also forming a beautiful landscape.

After Murong Tianxin entered the woods, he didn't say a word, and first stomped on the big sycamore in front of him, which immediately attracted fallen leaves.

Then she immediately raised her sword, and it was a wild dance, and wherever the long sword went, the palm-sized sycamore leaves were immediately split in half.

All the leaves were split before they hit the ground, and the way she danced her sword was as beautiful as a fairy, which made a beautiful scenery emerge in the mountain forest.

Especially when she's done dancing the sword, see all

The fallen leaves are all broken, and then a bright smiling face is revealed, which makes the scene even more beautiful.

Seeing this scene, of course Fengda Immortal is happy, he is worthy of being his descendant, he has a talent for sword training, not to mention, he is also good-looking, it must be due to his handsomeness and chic!

"How about it, can you teach me flying swords now?" Murong Tianxin accepted the long sword and came to Feng Qingyang with his head held high, wanting to make it difficult for her and not teach her to fly the sword? How easy is it, after days and nights of hard training, she finally did it, he should have nothing to say, right?

"It's a little bit off!" Feng Qingyang smacked his tongue, and when he saw that the little girl was about to run away, he couldn't help but explain again, "Last time I showed you a camphor tree, not only with dense branches and leaves, but also with very small leaves, this heat is just right." And what about you now, take a sycamore tree to fool me, this tree has few leaves, not to mention, each leaf is the size of a palm, and you can do it if you practice swordsmanship a little more skillfully, can't you? ”

"Hmph. I know, you make so many excuses because you just don't want to teach me, don't you? You can't be blamed for this, according to the thinking of you old antiques, the secret art of the family is passed on to men and not to women, right? Murong Tianxin puffed out his mouth, then turned his head and left.

First, Feng Qingyang saw through it. She brought him to the plane tree, just to be opportunistic, the leaves of the camphor tree are so small, and there are a lot of them falling every time, how can she do it!

I thought that it would take three or five years of hard training to learn flying swords. She couldn't help but feel bored, and what she hated most was waiting.

Moreover, coquettish tactics! She was tired of practicing swords last night, so she called her best friend Zheng Weiwei and asked for help, she really wanted to learn flying swords, but she improved her swordsmanship to a big step in a short time. Obviously impossible, how is it good?

The little police flower Zheng Weiwei has a lot of bad ideas, so she taught her the most direct way, be coquettish! Generally, the younger generation is coquettish in front of grandparents. That's what you want, people are getting older and kinder, and they can't resist the younger generations crying. What's more, Feng Qingyang is still Murong Tianxin's great-grandfather, and being coquettish definitely works.

on this. Murong Tianxin couldn't help but feel a little difficult, she was not a person who liked to be coquettish. Otherwise, how could the students call her the goddess of icebergs?

But she really wants to learn flying swords, that thing is the secret method of the immortal family, the way to hold the sword, no matter how well she learns, it is nothing more than a swordsman, it is impossible to be called a sword fairy.

In order to become an immortal cultivator in the true sense, she decided to go out and be coquettish.

"Don't be coquettish, come with me!" Feng Qingyang shook his head, and then walked back with his hands behind his back, could this little trick fool him?

"Are you willing to teach me how to fly a sword?" Hearing this, Murong Tian's heart was overjoyed, but in his heart he felt funny, coquettish really worked!

"Well, but you have to start from the basics first, and then you have to do it strictly according to what I say, don't be opportunistic, you know, otherwise you will suffer in the future......" Feng Qingyang laughed as he walked, thinking that this girl was usually cool and precocious, but he didn't expect it to be sharp and introverted, in fact, there is also a lively side!

"Really? Great-grandpa, I love you to death! But what Feng Daxian didn't expect was that as soon as he nodded, before he finished speaking, the Tianxin girl stepped up, tied his neck with both hands, stood on tiptoe, and then quickly kissed him on the cheek.

After the kiss, not to mention the Fengda Immortal, even Murong Tianxin himself was stunned for a long time.

How could she make such a move?

Even if Feng Qingyang agreed to teach her the way of flying swords, she didn't have to be excited to be like this, it wasn't like her usual style at all!

I can't blame her, I can only blame her for being so excited, I can finally learn to fly a sword! And all along, she didn't treat him as a great-grandfather, but as he was like Zheng Weiwei, her best friend, the kind that could talk about everything, and he had this status in her heart since that night a few months ago.

"Dead girl, kiss your great-grandfather's face saliva!" Feng Qingyang touched his cheeks, and then said with a wry smile, but it feels good, the little girl's lips are so soft, I have never seen such soft.

"It's cheap!" Murong Tianxin was already as red as rouge, who knew that Feng Qingyang still said this, and she was angry.

I still regret it in my heart, is it because she was used to kissing her grandmother like this when she was a child, and now as long as the elders meet her wishes, she will pounce on her and kiss it to show her gratitude and excitement?

But she obviously didn't take Feng Qingyang as an elder!

Airplanes!

Feng Qingyang led Murong Tianxin to the depths of the Grass Valley, that is, behind the apse, where it seemed to be just an ordinary cave, but after walking in, with the rapid pull of his right hand, a gorgeous world emerged, and Murong Tianxin was stunned.

The inside of the cave is so large that it looks like a splendid temple.

The ground is built of marble, but the surrounding cave walls are inlaid with large and small star stones, with the movement of Feng Qingyang's true qi, the star stones are all lit up, a moment of effort, the hole is the starlight, it looks like the night has suddenly fallen, and they are standing in the closest place to the sky, the sky is full of stars are close in front of them.

Isn't this the cultivation ground she's been looking forward to? I thought Feng Qingyang forgot to make it, but I didn't expect him to get it a long time ago.

The excitement in her heart increased sharply again, and cultivating the way of flying swords in such a dreamy place was beautiful.