Hearing these harsh Chinese, the students who followed Liu Lun into the door all trembled, and they didn't dare to speak out, for fear of being picked out by the teacher and punished alone.

"Provoking the members of the former list...... It's time to fight!"

As he spoke, the cafeteria teacher slapped Liu Lun again.

Under this huge wind, the boy's originally erect and stylish mohican head was blown to the ground.

With a soft 'snap' sound, half of Liu Lun's face was red and swollen, and he was directly fanned out of the restaurant, and fell under the willow tree on the side of the road, spitting blood.

Mo Fan walked over the crowd, and the children who knew the identity of the place list from the teacher's mouth dared to stop them, and they all got out of the way.

The boy stood beside the willow tree and stopped, the withered willow branches of late autumn stirring his shirt, wisps of branches, glittering in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Liu Lun looked up at Mo Fan, his eyes were full of complexity.

There is hatred, there is anger, there is incomprehension, there is fear......

"There are indeed a lot of powerful guys in the academy, but I haven't seen a few of them stronger than the people on the list. ”

Mo Fan looked at the boy who was slumped next to the tree and said with a smile: "So I warn you, don't look for death again." ”

Finding trouble with girls is tantamount to looking for death.

It was enough for Mo Fan to say what he meant.

In the distance, Liu Xiyao in the restaurant looked at the boy outside the door, his fingers tightly clenched the wrist that was easily grabbed by Liu Lun just now, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

What the hell is going on... to defeat him...

Could it be that she was born in an ordinary family, and she doesn't even have the right to take revenge on Wang Sun?

Thinking of the scene where Hu Qingming was cut off by a sword, the girl blinked her eyes painfully, and after this blink, her smile was full of flattery.

Perhaps, that's the only way to do it...

Liu Xiyao licked her lips gently.

Mo Fan, who was originally worried about how to solve the girl's bullying, found that everything seemed to be much simpler than he imagined.

Two or three-year-old children are cute, but when they are older, when they have strength, they will go around bullying others, which seems to be an instinct, and human beings always have to wave their fists at the weak.

Because they can get a lot from the weak, both materially and spiritually.

The former are such as money and playthings, and the latter are such as self-esteem or confidence, lust or power.

This is an indispensable understanding of oneself in the process of human growth, and it is also the recognition of the field that one has.

One needs to know how strong he is and how weak he is at the same time.

So to deal with children this kind of simple, sometimes even without good and evil, maybe only need to use a bigger fist to speak.

"This is my domain, please take a detour back. ”

It's hard to do, but sometimes it's easy.

At Blue Dragon Academy, it's simple.

Mo Fan, who had solved a major matter in his heart, thought when he walked back to the dormitory alone that the identity of the place list was really a good thing, even if he was only on the list once, there were countless conveniences.

This is also a normal thing, no matter how flat the college is, emphasizing the free development of each student, but in the three major campuses of the entire Qinglong College, there are hundreds of millions of first-year freshmen alone, how can everyone be equal.

In a small class of 500 people, everyone may be treated equally, but in the overall environment of the entire college or a certain campus, the identity of the two lists may be the most convenient ****.

No matter what the lock, it can be easily opened.

Mo Fan put his hands behind his head, looked up at the autumn moon above his head, and saw a piece of silver light sprinkled out, the sky was full of clouds, the bright moon in the sky was the head, and the sultry clouds and moon were like the high cloud buildings and Qiongyu, so that people were bathed in the unsullied brilliance, and their hearts were quiet.

The willow was blown by the breeze by the lake, and the wisps of twigs were entwined and fluttered, the taller ones hanging on the towering cypress trees, and the lower ones hanging between the boys' sleeves.

"Where there is no moon in the night, where there is no bamboo and cypress......"

Mo Fan chanted softly, and the fine and invisible ripples rippled in the air, which was the effect of the literary technique 'Mouth with Heavenly Constitution'.

Since the last time he recited a full hundred books in the Spirit Mansion and found the stone cabinet, Mo Fan hadn't read and endorsed books for a long time, and speaking of which, even most of the hundred books were memorized when he was reading with the third young master.

However, the strength of this literary technique is beyond Mo Fan's imagination, according to his speculation, when the recitation volume reaches a thousand books, the stone cabinet will open the next layer, and the mouth of Tianxian will also be promoted to the first rank.

It's just that the low-level literary skills of the Yellow Order are already so powerful, if they are promoted to the intermediate and advanced level of the Yellow Order, or even the Xuan Rank of the higher realm, then the power of the Heavenly Constitution in the mouth may be so strong that it will surpass the fire of the center of the earth and leap to the last life-saving hole card of Mo Fan!

The power that is not under Aunt Lin's control is the real weapon used to fight against Lin Village.

And by that time, perhaps many of the articles that he could not recite now could be recited through a higher-level mouth with Tianxian.

For example, what kind of articles involving the Great Dao such as "The saint is immortal, the thief is not stopped", "Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs" and so on, he is now just using the power of the Heavenly Constitution in his mouth to make a mouth shape, and most of the spiritual power in his body will be drained.

I really don't know what kind of terrifying state his strength will reach if he unleashes the full power of the real names of these articles.

Thinking about the future leisurely, before he knew it, Mo Fan had already walked in front of the dormitory building assigned by the school.

After handing the cards to the housekeeper for inspection, the boy followed the direction pointed by the boy to a four-person hut.

raised his eyes and looked at the door number hanging next to the dormitory, on which were the names of the four people "Yuan Eighteen, Yan Jie, Yun Mofan and Chang Le".

It's okay to see the names of the first three people, Yuan Eighteen is his friend, and Yan Jie is a boy who has not heard of it, but it is very pleasing to see the name.

But when Mo Fan saw that the last person's name was 'Chang Le', the expression on his face instantly became as uncomfortable as eating a fly.

No, it's as uncomfortable as eating a fly that just flew out of the toilet.

He had already felt the deep malice from Xuan Wenhua.

Damn, what do you want to do with him and Chang Le in a dormitory, do you want to check the sturdiness of the dormitory building every day......?

It is estimated that at this time, Yuan 18 in the dormitory has already fought with Chang Le.

Mo Fan could imagine that scene, in the middle of a huge house, Yuan Eighteen and Chang Le stood in the east and west directions, each carrying their spiritual power and fighting qi, and they were constantly divided in the field.

There was a boy standing in the middle of the house, holding a book and persuading: "It is better to settle the grievances than to settle them, the two of them still value peace!"