Mo Dayan: "......"

Thank you, I choose death.

He became more and more sympathetic to Yu Zhujun and Yu Wuji, from childhood to adulthood, how did he face each other day and night with such a strange clothes without being blind?

Yu Zhujun is okay, he is a wild child, running around every day.

Poor is Yu Wuji, as the son of the Yu family, the first person in Xuanwu Academy, who lives in the academy every day, listens to Dean Yu's lectures during class, and faces Dean Yu when he goes home after class...... Spot wax.

Mo Yan suddenly figured out one thing.

No wonder Yu Wuji always likes to wear a plain white dress, this is the torture of his own father!

"Mo boy, we've known each other for more than ten years." Dean Yu looked at him with sincerity and said, "Today I want to say something heart-wrenching to you." ”

Mo Yan's face was expressionless, but the green tendons at the corners of his forehead twitched.

Bad premonition.

Sure enough—

"Isn't my baby fish cute?" Dean Yu's round eyes were full of accusations.

"It's not cute."

"Doesn't your conscience hurt when you say this?" Dean Yu slapped the table.

"Not really, thank you." Apathy

"Give me back my fish!" Dean Yu smashed a table.

Mo Yan gave him a dead fish eye.

Dean Yu was so angry that he was angry, so he was aggrieved: "You are the same as bamboo, you are a bear child!" No wonder you can play together! ”

His small bamboo, that's a bright bear.

Mo Boy is secretly bearish, stuffy, and looks indifferent on the surface, but in fact, he is angry and does not pay for his life.

"You made such a big move just now, you made it, Tianyan Peak was all leveled by you." After all, Dean Yu was a broad-hearted person, so he quickly eased up and got down to business, "Your current cultivation should have reached the peak of the middle realm of the Purple Mansion Period, and you have the combat power of the upper realm of the Purple Mansion Stage." ”

"Hmm." Mo Yan didn't deny it.

"Hey, you're only eighteen years old!" Dean Yu felt more and more that Mo Yan's talent was really strong and perverted.

I haven't talked about it, the three words eighteen years old are Mo Yan's thunder.

Xiao Momo just dislikes him for being eighteen years old and too young!

I insist on raising him as a son!

Eighteen years old = little = son

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became.

Mo Yan's handsome face sank, getting darker and darker: "Age is not something I can control." ”

If he could, he would rather choose thousands of years old, tens of thousands of years old, just like Xiao Momo, even if he was not a person, it would be good to be a demon.

"Age is your advantage." Dean Yu obviously didn't understand Mo Yan's distress, and said another important purpose of this trip, "Do you want to come to our Xuanwu Academy and become a vice president?" The location is all reserved for you. ”

Eighteen-year-old Vice President.

In the history of Beilan Kingdom, there has never been one.

Only Mo Yan's cultivation ability can afford it!

Mo Yan frowned, his thin blade-like lips moving slightly.

"Don't be in a hurry to refuse!" Dean Yu hurriedly stretched out a hand and stopped, "There are many benefits, first of all, the status of this vice president will bring you a lot of convenience in your actions, and the royal family will also give you a little thin face; Secondly, next month is the enrollment of new students, and Bamboo promised that I would go, and the two of you will enter the academy together, how good. ”

Mo Yan's expression sank.

First, his current revenge action is no longer suitable for just being in the dark, it should be turned from dark to light, and the identity of the vice president is indeed beneficial and harmless.