In the bewildered expressions of all the students in the class.

Li Yong walked a few steps quickly, came to Fu Yang, held his hand very enthusiastically, and shook it vigorously.

"Mr. Fu, I really didn't expect to see you here! Last time, I invited you to dinner with my wife and Mr. Tang, and it was not enough fun, so after class, the two of us men had lunch together. I know you're busy, so don't shirk it. ”

"I've got a big grass!! What the heck? Is it? ”

"This awesome well-known professor was in a hurry to invite Fu Yang to dinner as soon as he came? And it seems to be taken for granted. ”

"He's busy? He's just a college student busy with yarn, can you be a famous professor busy? ”

"Oh my God! Could it be that Fu Yang used to pretend? This guy is not only not a sling, but also a super-rich man or a super-official second-generation? ”

"Could it be that Fu Yang has always pretended to be a pig and eaten a tiger! Is this Nima YY's slap in the face? I, Ye Liangchen, expressed dissatisfaction! ”

At this moment, all the students in the classroom were in a state of collapse.

They couldn't figure out how Fu Yang, an ordinary college student, could have such qualifications?

And this Professor Li's enthusiasm and respect are definitely not pretended!

Wan Ming, who had an argument with Fu Yang just now, was petrified on the spot.

Like a deer caught in headlights.

Although his family has tens of millions of assets, he is also moderately wealthy. There is still a gap compared with people with relatively high social status like Li Yong, not to mention that people's wives are still high-level TV station executives?

To be honest, if Fu Yang hadn't exchanged the previous task bonuses for a few cents, his money would not be much less than Wan Ming's family......

"Professor Li, this, let's go to class first, right? Are the students waiting? ”

Although this feeling of being noticed by everyone is very cool, Fu Yang is not pretending to be a criminal, so naturally he still has to remind Li Yong to go to class first.

"Oh, I was so happy to see Mr. Fu, I almost forgot!" Li Yong slapped his head, his face full of apologies.

A student in a classroom fainted again......

Nima Fu Yang is your idol or life-saving benefactor? After seeing it, I was so excited that I forgot to go to class.

Actually, they guessed right!

In a sense, Fu Yang can indeed be regarded as Li Yong's savior.

In short, after this class, almost all the students in the class were impressed by Fu Yang. Especially Wan Ming, after class, looking at the backs of Professor Li and Fu Yang hooking their shoulders and going away, the feeling of cordiality and enthusiasm made him sigh helplessly......

"Alas, I lost to him, not wronged. This guy must be hiding his background! Hmph, it's a good game to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger. ”

For the next month.

Fu Yang's life is both easy and tense.

The reason why it is easy is because there are not many lists in Weiyang Metaphysics Studio, only two or three, and most of them are relatively simple. Some of them are not even bad at all, it's just that the feng shui in the house is not good, and the accumulation of too much yin qi makes people nervous.

Fu Yang went around casually, and 100,000 yuan was easily obtained. Let him sigh that he has learned a skill, and he makes money really fast!

And I didn't encounter any demons, I went to and from class every day, and I experienced a rare student time......

said that it was nervous, it was because the day of the upcoming departure to Guiyang was approaching day by day!

He meditated and meditated almost every night, entered the nameless Taoist book to learn the new Maoshan Taoism, and then practiced and learned from Xiong Ye.

This dead fat cat is similar to his strength, and it is simply an excellent sparring partner!

It's just that this sparring partner has to go to a ten-pound wild catfish once, so Fu Yang can only go to the aquatic market to buy it at a high price......

In short, the last month of college was spent slowly in such a peaceful day.

It was about to be the day agreed with Li Jinyu to meet in Guiyang, and after Fu Yang and him confirmed by phone again, he planned to leave for Guiyang on September 20 to find a hotel to stay in and wait for them......

On the evening of September 19.

Fu Yang packed his luggage at home.

Master Xiong and the little turtle are still chasing and making trouble all over the house, which makes people very uncomfortable.

"The five-element gourd can be used as a work of art to pass through the security check, and be directly put in a backpack and taken on the plane. So what about this Thousand Machines Fury Sword? This kind of state-controlled knife, let alone getting on the plane, I will probably be interrogated by the police when I take it on the street...... Even if the certificate of the National Security Bureau Group Zero is presented at that time, it is estimated that civil aviation will not be able to let you get on the plane, otherwise ordinary people will not be able to accept it at all. ”

Looking at the sharp black magic sword in his hand, Fu Yang was worried.

"Yo, Fu boy, are you worrying about wool? I'm going to fly tomorrow, and I haven't been on a plane yet, so it's good. ”

Xiong Ye was in a good mood, and pounced on Fu Yang's back from behind.

But compared to ordinary cats, this product is too heavy and fat. In this way, Fu Yang was almost knocked down, and his left hand was accidentally slashed by the blade of the Thousand Machines Fury Sword.

"Dead fat cat, your uncle! Lao Tzu's hands have been broken by you! Fu Yang said angrily.

Master Xiong smiled sinisterly: "Hehe, if you want to break it, you will also break your chrysanthemum, why do you do it?" I'm not a teddy ...... the air every day."

Fu Yang was so angry that he almost spit out another mouthful of old blood.

At this time, the few drops of blood that had been cut just now were instantly absorbed by the sword body.

At this moment, Fu Yang seemed to hurry to the black magic sword in his hand and seemed to jump as a whole.

Not that kind of fluttering, but a heart-like throbbing......

Bang, bang, bang.

After three clicks, there was an amazing change!

Crackling......

The Thousand Machines Fury Sword in Fu Yang's hand resounded with a screeching sound of metal rubbing and colliding. And then it actually ...... Deformed!!

The body of the sword was covered with numerous fine streaks, like the joints of metal machinery. Then they all cracked, spreading and folding in all directions, in a sonorous metallic sound.

This magic sword actually changed shape rapidly, folding, covering, and shrouding Fu Yang's wrist......

In the end, it turned into a black metal fist glove!

In turn, it was covered on Fu Yang's right hand. And the metal part stretched up one by one, almost up to his elbow.

The scene in front of me is amazing!

Fu Yang was dumbfounded.

Looking at his right arm in disbelief, it was already completely covered by a metal fist - this is the transformation of the Thousand Machines Fury Sword!

"Awesome my brother! Does this thing still deform? It can't be from Cybertron......"

Fu Yang blurted out.

Xiong Ye shouted at the fist gloves in Fu Yang's hand very cooperatively: "Transformers, transformers!" ”

Belch...... This dead fat cat is simply maliciously selling cuteness.

But looking at the way it looks, it doesn't seem particularly surprising. In other words, although the scene in front of him is amazing, Master Xiong should have seen it and knew what was going on.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be so surprised, but I was calm. (The third update is here!) Next chapter at half past nine)