Chapter 92: The Dean's Bad Taste
"That kid just now, it looks a little familiar?"
Ning Feimo, who was wearing a royal blue robe, opened his mouth, his voice was full of magnetism, and when he opened his mouth, it was like a peach blossom brew that could intoxicate people for three points, a charm that people could not resist without anything.
The picture before Bai Shan entered the gravity room flashed in his mind, and the faces of the other person actually coincided at that moment.
"It's really strange to make Boss Ning feel familiar."
When Shen Tianming said this, the sword eyebrows were raised high, and his expression was very exaggerated.
Then Shen Tianming thought of the scene he saw in the bronze class dormitory that day, and immediately smiled with very interesting interest, and said, "However, this is a very interesting little guy." ”
"Isn't it interesting~"
Ning Feimo's lips showed a smile of unknown meaning, and there was a charming color in those phoenix eyes: "Indeed." ”
"No harm, come here."
Behind the two of them stood a young man in a crimson tight robe, who looked to be no more than seventeen years old.
Shen Tianming beckoned to him, and the young man named Wuxian immediately walked up, his face full of awe: "Dean." ”
Shen Tianming took out a money bag from the pocket of the sackcloth that was dressed loosely and loosely, revealing half of his honey-colored chest, threw it directly into his hand, and said, "Let me press that little guy to win." ”
The corners of Xiahou's unharmed mouth twitched, and a trace of helplessness obviously appeared in his eyes.
But he still grabbed the money bag and responded with a 'yes'.
I secretly thought to myself: The dean is really a bad taste.
Xiahou turned around and was about to leave without injury, but Ning Feimo also opened his mouth at this time: "Wait." ”
"Ning...... Boss. Xia Hou was facing Ning Feimo, obviously compared to the respect he was when he faced Shen Tianming, but he had some jealousy in the eyes of the man in front of him.
Ning Feimo also took out a money bag from his sleeve, and that money bag could be said to be luxurious compared to Shen Tianming.
I'm afraid that this bag of money alone will be worth a lot of money, maybe even more than the money inside. Xiahou thought to himself secretly.
"Press." Ning Feimo's words were concise and to the point, but Xiahou understood what it meant.
"If you win, give the money directly to the little guy." Before Xiahou was ready to leave without injury, Shen Tianming added.
Then he said, "Both money bags are." I will accept Brother Ning's heart and send it on my behalf. ”
On the other side, the floor where the golden class in the teaching area is located.
"Qin Lang Qin Lang, I heard that the little yellow-faced girl who just pulled you to confess in the square last week was caught by Old Man Wei this morning because she was sleeping, and now she is being punished in the gravity room. Would you like to check it out too? ”
Many of the students of the golden class who were also gossiping about good things had just returned from the teaching building next door, and asked with a smile on their faces.
Hearing the gossip student's words, Qin Lang frowned slightly.
Especially when he heard Bai Shan from other people's mouths, he still couldn't stop feeling disgusted and disgusted, which made him frown subconsciously.
Then he spoke indifferently, only a fluttering sentence: "I'm not interested." That person has nothing to do with me, don't get her involved with me in the future. ”
Ever since he watched the Soul Master Gambling Match with the Qin family elders at the Silver Moon Auction House.
Whether it was in the Qin family or in the outer courtyard of Lingyun Academy, Qin Lang, who had performed quite well and was known as a genius, was completely shocked by the 'talent' that he had always been proud of.
And after that day, Yun Feifei, the daughter of the city lord of Beiming City, also had a much colder attitude towards him, which made Qin Lang's self-esteem, which had always been held by the stars like the moon, even more stimulated.
In the past two days, Qin Lang has been even more frantically devoted to cultivation and study.
As for Bai Shan, in Qin Lang's eyes, he didn't take this as a thing from beginning to end.
At the same time, in the gravity room, Bai Shan closed his eyes and let out a long sigh, and when he opened his eyes, he had returned to normal.
"I finally copied the structure of the entire field in my head."
Writing it all down also consumed most of Bai Shan's soul power, but now Bai Shan is looking forward to it even more, although it is not clear what the real field master is, he can first try to imitate the gourd painting scoop, which is also a means.
"When you have time, you can collect materials and arrange a field by yourself according to the distribution of these rune tracks."
Bai Shan said excitedly to Ye Ran beside him, and there was a sense of impulse to try at the moment.
"There should be no shortage of these materials in the city." Ye Ran nodded.
He was also a little curious now, Bai Shan used the rubbed field structure and rune collocation to arrange a field with his own hands.
Bai Shan was about to say something, when he suddenly felt movement in the sea of knowledge, and then raised his hand and pointed his two fingers at his eyebrows.
I saw a little fiery red light burning at the center of my eyebrows, and a fluffy ball, only the size of a baby's fist, with two short wings fluttering out.