A small Heling pen was passed around, and it was not easy for Luo Bei'an to catch it in his hand at the right time, he gently pushed it to the front of the case, handed the pen to her hand, and waited for the small white hand to hold it, and then instructed, "Senior sister sign it first." ”

He crouched in front of the long case made of a boulder, and wrote a few words of autumn in a straight way.

"Alright. After she finished writing, she handed the pen to Luo Bei'an, but Luo Bei'an didn't answer, but said, "Senior brother, go." ”

Liu Mingfei nodded and stepped forward to take the pen.

For a moment, as if a piece of ice had crossed her fingertips, she almost shuddered as she let go of the pen. The chill was not a cold body temperature, but a wisp of demonic energy coming from the body.

"I signed it for you by the way. Liu Mingfei handed the pen to others and nodded to Luo Bei'an.

It's boring and unnecessary, even if it's done. Even if Luo Bei'an is such an insensitive straight man, he also found something wrong, he hasn't spoken since he signed in, and he followed along, he has a straight temperament, and he asks directly if he has any questions.

"Why is my sister not giving up?"

Liu Mingfei cast an inquiring look, just opposite the four eyes of the one who looked up, and she quickly avoided his eyes.

It was too obvious, she knew, but there were too many doubts in Liu Mingfei's body, which made her have to be suspicious, and after knowing all this, she didn't know how to face him. Should I talk to Master and Senior Brother?

If so, will they believe it?

Luo Bei'an: "?"

Liu Mingfei: "......"

After a while, he said softly, "There were too many people just now, and I was a little uncomfortable......

Luo Bei'an is worthy of his name as a straight man, touched the back of his head and smiled innocently, "There are many people, it is inevitable, next time I will sign it for you, and my sister will not have to suffer." ”

He followed behind the two people, looked at the backs of the two, and sighed secretly.

There are flowers in the corner blown away by the wind, waiting for someone destined to come and see. After the ice and snow melt, the warm spring breeze always makes people forget to say goodbye to something, the willows pull out the branches, and dance according to them, only the occasional spring cold makes people recall, the original frozen memory...... It's not quite over yet.

In a small courtyard on the mountainside, he turned around and closed the bamboo door of the fence in the lightest way, and the young shoots of morning glory grew curled antennae, and he held the corner of the bamboo fence like a child.

Turning around, Lin Hanshui was hurriedly moving out all the precious spirit plants that had been planted in pots in the backyard by charcoal fire to survive the winter, and replanted them one by one into the soil that belonged to them.

Only the earth is suitable for rooting and germinating.

The small container next to it, no matter how delicate and ornate, is not a long-term place to stay.

After looking at it for a while, he walked into the inner room, Zhang Xun leaned on the rattan chair, leaned on a goose feather fan in his hand and fell asleep, and there was still a half-opened book on the table.

Judging from the dust accumulated on it, it is estimated that this book has not been passive for a single holiday.

Luo Luo felt a little funny, and wiped his desk from the inside to the outside with a handkerchief, before sitting upright, and watching Lin Hanshui from the window to serve those spirit plants for Zhang Xun.

"Senior Brother Lin, so early?" You Tired wanted to laugh when he saw Lin Hanshui, who was squatting in the yard and even had black mud on the hem of his clothes, but in fact he did the same. After all, such a senior brother who is usually high and the first in schoolwork, Zhang Xun's proud protégé, is doing this kind of thing, how can it make people feel a little contrast.

"How can you do this job?" you weary shook his head and knelt in the mud in his robes...... It's too image-oriented.

Lin Hanshui didn't move when he heard the sound, and when he covered the soil of the orchid grass in his hand, he gently pressed it with his hand, and then slowly straightened his waist, "Why don't you come." ”

"Don't don't, I can't do this kind of thing, and after a while, our old man will see me serving his spirit plant to death, and then I won't have much to live. You was tired and waved his hand again and again, lifted the door curtain and went into the inner room, and saw Qiu Ming, who was sitting well, with a soft smile on his face, "Hello, senior sister." ”

He compared it with his hand to his mouth, and glanced at Zhang Xianchang, who was sleeping in the rattan chair, which at first glance looked like a gray broken quilt in the rattan chair.

You Tizhi was obviously frightened, and when he saw Zhang Xun, even though he was asleep, he still obediently shut up and found his seat and sat down without saying a word.

After sitting for a while, he found that something was poking him behind him, thin and soft, with a little warmth, and when he turned around, he stared at him with a curious look on his face.

Tired: "......"

After holding back for a while, she decided to ask him something, and after thinking about it for a long time, she poked You Tizhi's back and said, "Senior Brother You, do you know what demon cultivation is like?"

You Tizhi felt that his IQ had been questioned, even if he didn't learn very well in his coursework, he still knew this kind of common-sense problem!

But what he never expected was that he didn't know very much.

"Demon cultivation is divided into natural and acquired, but no matter which one it is, they are the kind of people who kill innocents in cold blood and ruthlessly. ”

He was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Are there any characteristics of that?

Demonic qi is found in both Demon Cultivation and Demon Beasts, but the Demon Cultivator will be more refined. Naturally, it was impossible to catch a demon cultivator during the class and let the disciples feel what demonic qi was, so the most immortal chief could tell if they touched the demonic beast.

When he touched the demonic beast for the first time, he felt the cold chill in his fingertips, which was demonic energy.

It is no different from the feeling coming from Liu Mingfei's fingertips.

She didn't want to think about it so much, but it was like a fishbone, like a fish in her throat.

Wanderlust pretended to think for a moment, "Or else?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a white object flew through the air and hit him in the head unceremoniously.

You Tired touched his forehead with a "hiss", didn't bother to pick up the goose feather fan on the ground, first strategically shifted his position, and vigilantly looked at Zhang Xun on the rattan chair who didn't know when he had woken up, "I haven't seen Xianchang for a winter, and I ...... my skills."

Zhang Xun snorted coldly, "If you don't learn and don't have skills, you can't even answer a question from your junior sister!"

There is something missing in the stomach of the tired swimmer, but the words he says are not empty at all, anyway, he is used to being ugly. He was afraid of being punished by Zhang Xun, other things like face, as we all know, he was tired of being shameless.

You Tired rubbed his head, "Then you say, how do you answer this question?"

Zhang Xun glared at him and stroked his beard.

His heart hung high, and his eyes stared at him without blinking.

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