Lu Xiaoman had breakfast, rode a paper crane to the Shuwu Peak, the law enforcement hall was at the foot of the mountain, when she landed outside the gate, the deacon disciples on duty saw her face and gasped, and quickly took her inside, and sent a note to ask Le Aya to rush over to check her injury.

Last night, while she was sleeping, Ye Zhou had already recorded the process of the attack with a small video and audio stone, Lu Xiaoman directly sent the evidence, and then waited until Le Aya came to help her finish the injury, and hurriedly went to the lecture hall to attend classes, there are only two large buildings on the top of the general affairs peak, the lecture hall and the library building, and all the disciples who came to class at this time, all of them were of all ages, and they all looked at Lu Xiaoman's face in surprise.

Le Lun ran out of the library building, took Lu Xiaoman's hand and asked what was going on, if it weren't for the fact that he still had this rotating task, he would have wanted to go to the law enforcement hall at the foot of the mountain to ask what was going on.

Today is the refining class, and the uncle who was in class walked into the classroom and saw Lu Xiaoman's face and was stunned for a while, the last time he was attacked by Ji Ling with a formation disk was a few days ago, everyone still remembers it vividly, and the Law Enforcement Hall has also dealt with it, and the fact that Yuanzhong Sword Cultivation Feiyang Zhenjun is the deputy hall master of the Law Enforcement Hall has also been spread, and no one thought that there would be people who were unwilling to give up on Lu Xiaoman.

I really don't know if the luck of this unlucky child is good or bad, and a sneak attack by a group of people is inevitable, but she still escaped.

Halfway through the class, during the break, everyone at the top of the General Affairs Peak suddenly felt a terrifying coercion sweeping over their heads, with an invisible burning sensation, causing these Qi Cultivation disciples to all sit on the ground with weak legs.

[Huh? This aura is good, it should be the only Yuanzhong sword cultivator in this sect, right? 】

Lu Xiaoman's consciousness suddenly jumped out of Bishan's voice, and then the voice of the big orange cat also sounded.

[Well, it's him, the deputy hall master of the Law Enforcement Hall, Feiyang Zhenjun Leyuan, who is in a rage. The big orange cat is still on the tree on the big platform outside, and everyone's every move can't escape his eyes.

[This person can, the Burning Sky Sword Technique can still be cultivated to the middle stage of the Yuan Infant under the premise of less mental method, yes, promising, make up for the mental method, and then heal the injury, it is absolutely no problem to transform into a god. 】

Lu Xiaoman silently got up from the ground, patted the floating ash on her body, and let the two of them chat in her divine sense, she returned to her seat to read a book, and the others gathered together in groups of three or five to discuss what was going on just now.

[However, this refining class is so bad, it's just lethargic. Bi Shan is a sword forging master, and he is certainly qualified to comment on refining weapons.

[The general theory of the four arts is incomplete, the theoretical class is okay to listen to, the material class behind is still useful, the characteristics of various materials have been summarized into a document, it is useless if you have opinions, and your understanding of materials cannot be used in this wind and sound world. Ye Zhou saw the refiner walking towards the lecture hall outside, [Okay, the break is over, it's time for class, don't make noise with the children.] 】

Lu Xiaoman pursed the corners of his mouth, hid a small snicker, sorted out his books, and waited for his uncle to walk into the classroom.

After class at noon, Lu Xiaoman walked out of the door of the lecture hall, and saw Fu Xi waiting for her outside, the big orange cat sat at his feet with his tail curled and sold cute, hooking many female disciples Wow Wow Wow The cat is so cute, Lu Xiaoman's consciousness clearly sounded Bishan Jianzun's disdainful sneer.

"Uncle Fu, why are you here?"

"Come and see your wounds, you unlucky boy, I've used any ointment on you."

Fu Xi rubbed Lu Xiaoman's head, took her under the tree to examine the wound, and gave her a new bottle of ointment.

"It's so dangerous, you can't keep your eyeballs even a little bit, this ointment is twice a day, you wash your face and apply the medicine, it won't leave a scar, and the wound heals and itches, just endure it, you can't scratch it, do you know?"

"Yes, thank you, Uncle Fu."

"Let's go, I'll send you back to dinner."

Fu Xi threw out his jade knife and flew away with Lu Xiaoman and the big orange cat under the envious gaze of many disciples.