The scholars returned to the academy.

As soon as she got off the carriage, the eyes of a delicate girl waiting at the courtyard gate lit up.

She floated over in one step and said shyly and timidly: "Senior Brother Qin, the little girl has just learned the Mandarin Duck Butterfly Sword, and there is a trick that she doesn't understand, I wonder if you have time to practice with me?"

The scholar held the book and didn't raise his head: "I'm sorry, I don't have time, you can find someone else." ”

After speaking, he walked straight past the girl and disappeared in the girl's resentful gaze.

Back in the dormitory, he went to the bed, his eyes were cold, and he muttered: "I really hope that after three years, Xiao Yan will return the humiliation of the divorce to the Yunlan Sect a hundredfold and a thousand! ”

After that, turn the page with the same hatred.

In the evening, several roommates entered the dormitory, and when they saw the white-clothed scholar lying on the bed, they couldn't help but be surprised:

"Brother Qin, you actually skipped class? It's really the first time that a big girl has married!

"It's still the lesson taught by the Night Rakshasa Mu!

"Ahem, Brother Qin, Mu Jiaoxi is about to call your father and mother over, do you want to go to her to intercede?"

"What are you begging for! Let's go, go drink flower wine! The flower building in Shashui County has reopened! It's suffocating me!"

......

"Go, I won't go. ”

The white-clothed scholar replied casually and continued to immerse himself in the world of reading.

"Let's go, let's go, Brother Qin is in Wenshu, let's not disturb him. ”

Seeing this, a group of roommates hooked their shoulders and left.

The night is getting darker.

The white-clothed scholar got up, sat under the candlelight, and continued to read at night.

I don't know how long it took for a rooster to crow to break the dawn.

"It's dawn, go to morning practice?"

The scholar looked up, looking tired, and blinked his bloodshot eyes.

But looking down and seeing that there were still dozens of pages left unfinished, he gritted his teeth and directly immersed himself in reading.

After the morning exercise, the academy rang the bell of 'Dangdang', and the scholar raised his head sharply and exclaimed, "Oh no!

Immediately, he grabbed the book in his hand and rushed out of the dormitory.

rushed all the way to the classroom, sat down directly, didn't bother to pay attention to the strange eyes of others, spread it out, and continued to read it page by page.

Ears do not hear outside the body.

Suddenly, there was silence all around, extremely quiet, as if all the sounds in heaven and earth had disappeared completely.

A trace of coercion descended from the top of the head, like a tiger peeking behind him, making people creepy and chilling.

The scholar looked up sharply and found that the classmates in front of him were all turning their heads to look at him, with a look of 'you are dead' on their faces.

Click.

The scholar turned his head like a rusty machine, and at a glance he saw Mu Jiaoxi, who was as vicious as the Rakshasa of the West Night.

Mu Jiaoxi's eyes under his glasses did not have any emotion, and the ring ruler in his hand shook up and down slightly.

Then, she stretched out a large, rough hand and put it in front of the scholar.

The scholar shuddered, pursed his lips, and put his hand together with great stiffness, placing it on the big hand.

"Reach out!"

Mu Jiaoxi took it away and coldly spit out three words.

The scholar obediently stretched out his hands.

Bang bang bang.

A crisp voice sounded, and the ring ruler was ruthlessly struck down, and there were a few more red marks in the palm of the palm in an instant.

The scholar grinned in pain, but he didn't dare to say anything.

"Go outside and stand for an hour. It's gone, add three more hours!" Mu Jiaoxi finished fighting, and spit coldly.

"Yes!"

The scholar glanced at the one who was taken away with unwilling eyes, walked out of the classroom from the desk, grabbed a fifty-pound bucket, stood firmly, and put it on his head.

This top is an hour.

During this period, he received the strange gaze of his college classmates.

But he didn't care at all, and when the time came, he immediately rushed out of the academy and went straight to Ruoshui Bookstore.

......

Three days later, Mu Jiaoxi sat behind the desk, looking at the pile of buckets on the table, his brows furrowed.

At this time, a cultivator not far away sighed and said, "This Flesh Body Realm cultivation practical technique is really well compiled!"

"Lord Lu is really a great sage! This is to let everyone in the world have a skill! Everyone is like a dragon!"

Another teacher agreed, admired.

"Hmph! However, Lord Lu's bookstore is still out, making the scholar's plaything discouraged!

Mu Jiaoxi snorted coldly and slammed the table to the ground.

A teacher immediately laughed and retorted: "Mu Jiaoxi, it's just a copy, how much can it affect? Besides, this is also quite good-looking." ”

As soon as these words came out, many teachers immediately echoed them:

"yes, yes, I watched it all yesterday. The different fire settings are good. ”

"The old man thinks it's okay. The protagonist in the book works hard, even if the genius becomes a waste material, he never gives up, and the sentence 'Don't bully the poor boy' is even more heroic!"

"I think the young man on the cover is handsome and chic, why does he feel so much like Lord Lu?"

......

Suddenly, a group of teachers gathered together, holding the beginning of the students' collection and discussion.

Seeing this, Mu Jiaoxi glanced down at the tall books piled up beside him, and frowned: "Scholars practice martial arts to strengthen their bodies, learn knowledge, and be a man is the right way." This makes the scholar addicted, it's like a demon! But it's really that good-looking?"

After hesitating, she reached out and grabbed a book to read.

I don't know how long it took, Mu Jiaoxi put down the book and snorted coldly: "Bored!"

With that, she got up and went to class.

As soon as she stood on the teaching platform, her eyes swept and she saw many scholars with dark circles under their eyes, erecting and blocking the academy textbooks, secretly not knowing what they were looking at.

"Luo Cheng, you put down the textbook. ”

Mu Jiaoxi said coldly.

Luo Cheng, who was named, looked stiff and put down the blocked textbook.

"Hmph! The Eight Realms of the Flesh Body Have Not Been Completed, and Do You Still Have Thoughts?"

Mu Jiaoxi's eyes narrowed, and he saw that it was the Dou Breaking Sky from Ruoshui Book Bureau on the table, and said majestically: "Hand it over." Go outside and top the bucket yourself. Two hours. ”

When Luo Cheng heard this, his face flashed blue, he slapped the table suddenly, and shouted angrily: "Bah! Mu Jiaoxi, you underestimate me! Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor, I will definitely become a master of the Flying Heaven Realm in the future......"

"You also deserve not to bully the poor boys?"

Before he finished speaking, Mu Jiaoxi snorted disdainfully, and with a flick of his hand, a charcoal pen flew in, pointing at Luo Cheng's eyebrows with great precision.

Yes.

Luo Cheng screamed, and immediately even fell backwards, knocking down the desk a few times.

But he immediately covered his forehead and stood up with anger on his face, extremely angry, as if he was about to go crazy.

"Hmph! Luo Cheng, you are greedy for money and lustful, cynical, without any ink on your chest, complacent if you have achieved a little, and disheartened when you have a jam in luck. Martial arts training is three days of fishing, and two days of drying nets!"

At this time, Mu Jiaoxi snorted coldly and reprimanded angrily: "When you leave the academy, you are also a wasted person who has no ambition to be a prince, no wealth to support his family, and no skill to establish himself! The air has been wasted by you, and the grain has been violently destroyed! In this way, you also deserve not to bully the poor youth?"

As soon as these words came out, Luo Cheng's face froze, and he couldn't refute it anymore.

"That Xiao Yan is still unwilling even if the genius falls, and he trains hard every day, do you have his perseverance and perseverance? That's it, do you still dare to say that you don't bully the young man to be poor, and you still want to become a master of the Flying Heaven Realm?"

Mu Jiaoxi's voice was cold, resounding in the hall.

Luo Cheng lowered his head in shame and didn't dare to make a sound.

"And you!hand over everything in your hand to me!" Mu Jiaoxi swept his eyes coldly and shouted coldly.

Suddenly, a group of scholars got up stupidly and handed over the hidden ones to the teaching platform.

"Hmph! You guys are the worst I've ever had!

After Mu Jiaoxi finished speaking coldly, he picked it up and walked out of the classroom directly.

A group of scholars, you look at me, I look at you, so I can only sit down obediently, pick up the wolf's hair and start writing hard.

......

At this time, the distant capital.

The golden tiles of the vermilion wall, as high as the wall of the sky, lock the secluded and deep palace.

This is Xuanjing.

The imperial capital of the Great Xuan Dynasty, where Zhao Xuanji dominates hundreds of millions of living beings.

When the bright moon is in the sky, the moonlight is sprinkled in this majestic, majestic and magnificent palace, reflecting like a heavenly palace.

In the Taiyuan Palace, in front of the door of the imperial study, there were only two little eunuchs with three realms of flesh waiting.

In the hall, there is the only martial saint in the world, Emperor Daxuan, Zhao Xuanji.

Suddenly, a golden light fell from the sky and landed outside the imperial study, revealing a mighty and tall golden-armored soldier.

A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the two little eunuchs.

It was actually possible for the master of the Flying Heaven Realm to ignore the iron law of the Inner Palace and fly in directly, could it be a secret report of three thousand miles urgently?

"Your Majesty, Qingzhou Qingyang County, Zhenfu Division, head catcher Li Feng three thousand miles to expedite the secret report!"

The gold-armored soldier bowed and held a gold-sealed letter above his head.

Call.

The door of the imperial study opened, and a breeze rolled out, directly rolling the secret report in his hand into the imperial study. Phantom Moon Academy, please remember how I became the emperor Latest Chapter 117 You are also worthy of bullying the young man and the poor website: