God Lightyear, Protoss, Senior Mentor.

Forty years old, a dragon-patterned white robe is straight and neat, the square face has a kind of divine prestige, and he can barely be regarded as a good facial feature, and the biggest feature is that he is really too shiny.

Mu Yang looked at Shen Guangnian's skull and confirmed that he was not dazzled, it was definitely a psionic light bulb.

It's not just the bald head, but the entire upper part of the head has been completely transformed, and the material has been replaced with some kind of alloy, and when the light glides over the head, it is like a thousand rays of light, shining.

The strange thing is that this alloy is translucent, and the golden light paste in it can be vaguely seen, and the star halo flickers from time to time.

That's supposed to be brain.

"I was swallowed by the Starry Sky Beast, so I changed half of my head." Qianji explained to Mu Yang in a timely manner, "It's hard to say, he shouldn't be considered a god clan now, but a god spirit clan, and the god clan and the star spirit are fused." ”

Mu Yang was stunned: "Different races, can they be integrated?" ”

"Of course, whenever you need to. However, the cost is extremely high, and the success rate is not high. ”

"I don't think I need to."

Qianji pushed the pink-rimmed glasses: "I can count you for half the price." ”

Mu Yang captured important information: "You mean? ”

"That's right, a thousand machine hands, I can do a lot of things, if I can't be a thousand young masters, I can go to be a surgeon." Qianji finally raised his eyebrows a little, "So, I'm here to observe the patient's stability more......"

Lan Yin subconsciously shrank in the direction of Mu Yang, trying to avoid Qianji, the palms that were as white as jade grew on the man's body, and with these words, it suddenly felt a little creepy.

Chiya glanced at Qianji with disdain: "Definitely not a good doctor, he will have a bad stomach when he looks at it!" ”

"Do you think you look good?" Qianxue Cliff has been enduring the red teeth for a long time, and finally found a suitable opportunity to go back and vent his anger for the young master!

Qianji's face is very ugly, and Qianxueya's words don't taste right, as if he first admitted that Qianji is not a good thing......

Qian Xue Ya realized that he had said something wrong, the corners of his mouth twitched, and then he sat upright, staring ahead.

"History of Celestial Civilization, now start teaching, I'm Shen Lightyear. I emphasize that in my class, only me and those I am allowed to speak can speak. Here, I'm the biggest! ”

Shen Guangnian's voice was low and hoarse, full of penetrating power, and instantly reverberated throughout the 23rd Heavenly Order.

The students' whispers and private voices have completely subsided, and "History of Heavenly Civilization" is a compulsory subject in the liberal arts, and you can get 5 credits for a full score every month, and the importance is self-evident.

Shen Guangnian stood tall on the wide podium in the teaching room, his eyes swept around sharply, how could he feel uncomfortable, what kind of sitting method is this?

There is a large annular area vacated in the middle, which is equivalent to a few people occupying half of the teaching room, even more than the space occupied by his own tutor!

The golden slurry in the skull is constantly stirring, which indicates that it is really unhappy, and it is thinking quickly.

Qianji, in addition to the identity of the young master of the Qianjia, is still his own surgeon, the next time he reviews it, his fingers tremble carelessly, and his brain will run out, and he will definitely not be provoked.

Nia, the person of the blood princess, and she is an exaggerated god-level, needless to say, she can't be provoked.

The scum of the three worlds......

The problem is that they are all super tutor students, and it is very troublesome to involve problems and cannot be provoked.

Shen Guangnian aimed at Qianxue Cliff, the follower of the young master of Qianji, the key is a scumbag, which can be used to spread anger: "Qianxue Cliff, you are a student of the class of 1456, why are you here?" Oh, I forgot, your "History of Heavenly Civilization" assessment last month was 0 points, this is a retake? ”

Snickering.

Qianxue Ya's face turned pale at that time, and then turned red again, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he didn't say anything.

"Naughty!" Qianji had a bright smirk on his face, and muttered in a low voice, "The Protoss has put on half of the head of the Star Spirit Clan, the sense of theocracy has weakened, the thinking has become simple and direct, and the personality has a more unique and directional sense of humor, and self-balance is obtained by mocking others...... He was very happy, and the frequency of fluctuations in his brain was beautiful. ”

Mu Yang looked carefully and nodded.

The Protoss has always been arrogant, always talking about the dregs, if every brain is changed, the world may be much better.

……

"The Tianyu civilization has reached the 1459th spring and autumn period, and the torrent of history has been full of ups and downs, some of which can be captured, and some of which cannot be examined. We can only use our current understanding to try our best to restore the history closest to the truth. The first lesson of "The History of Celestial Civilization" is to talk about the era of uncivilization before the era of ancient civilization. There was only wilderness, only killing, only deranged rules......"

I have to say that Shen Guangnian's teaching standards are very high, the history is also very rigorous, and the language is inflammatory and good.

But all this was not worth the whispering of Qianji's smirk, he always tried to talk to Mu Yang through Lan Yin.

Lan Yin couldn't stand it, it was too embarrassing to be caught in the middle, she mustered up the courage to finally change her position, past Mu Yang and Chiya, and sat next to Chiya.

Not only because of embarrassment, Lan Yin has always felt that her brain is not good, she really wants to listen carefully to the lecture and get a full score of 5 credits.

Qian Ji didn't think much of the fact that he was obviously disliked, but was happy to sit directly in Lan Yin's seat, next to Mu Yang.

Qianji never does things according to routines, and the things he believes in are unscrupulous, only purpose, and no scruples - even if it looks dead and provokes a burst of criticism, he doesn't care at all.

Red Fang stared at the scarlet one-eyed, at this moment he was a little confused for Qianji, anyway, this is the young master of a thousand families, famous, with a head and a face - what is the difference between this and a leper dog?

While the red teeth are disdainful, it is inevitable to be vigilant, could it be that Muyang bastards eat both men and women?

Chiya doesn't want to mix too much, he really doesn't want to have anything to do with Qianji, he is the same as Lan Yin, he really wants to study seriously, after all, his brain may not be as good as Lan Yin.

Mu Yang glanced at Qianji, and his heart was the same as Chiya, both confused and vigilant.

Confused, I would never have thought of a thousand opportunities to do this, it's like a fan girl fanatically......

What is vigilant is that it is by no means simple for a young master with status to achieve this level, and the degree to which he can do it represents his measure and his city.

In other words, he has an absolute confidence that this kind of dead skin can buy Mu Yang, not cause disgust.

Indeed, Mu Yang felt disgusted and sympathetic.

"Muyang, the kindness of the thousand families is vividly shown to you here, you are always so cold, I am really shameless." Qianji tilted his head with a smirk, "Why don't we dine together at noon, I want to talk to you about the team." ”

"The affairs of the team have been talked about, but there is nothing to talk about, the scorching sun is the scorching sun, and a thousand machines are a thousand machines." Mu Yang's always indifferent face was full of helplessness, "I really appreciate your kindness." I need to attend lectures. ”

Qianji shook his head: "It's just liberal arts, why be so nervous." ”

Saying that, Qianji mysteriously took out the light from the space ring, yes, it was light, probably only a ball of light the size of a thumb, a total of more than a dozen.

Among them are blue, green, gold, silver......

Stacked in the palm of the hand, it is colorful, as if it is holding the gorgeous thousands of worlds, countless brilliance and mysteries are nurtured in it, and a mind is involved, which will break through the shackles of time at any time and bloom into eternal truth.

"I'll send you." Qianji quietly stretched out his hand under the table and lowered his voice, "You accepted such a valuable gift, even if we are real friends, you can ......"

Mu Yang's pupils shrank fiercely, this thing knows!

Absolutely precious!

Mu Yang was not reserved, and instantly reached out with his big hand and grabbed Qianji's hand tightly!

Mu Yang's speed is very fast, and he is afraid that he will regret it.

Qianji was stunned for a moment, and wanted to break free, only to find that even if Mu Yang didn't attract spiritual energy, this hand strength was ridiculously big!

In a trance, all the balls of light had already arrived in Mu Yang's hands, and two traces were also grabbed in the palm of Qianji's hand!

Mu Yang immediately gathered more than a dozen balls of light into the sub-space, and in an instant, more than a dozen small stars ignited in the dark blue sky!

"Young Master of Thousand Machines, thank you."

Mu Yang pressed the excitement in his heart, staring at the sluggish Qianji with some surprise, and then he reacted, how could these hands be so soft, are they really the hands of the surgeon?

And when I scratched it, there were traces, as if I had been abused, weird......

Qianji's hand was on its own, and a good-looking smirk froze on his face, with a strange hint of crimson.

He slowly came back to his senses, trying his best to adjust his twisted smirk, and through his pupils, he could still feel that the turbulent waves in his heart were not calm: "Muyang, you, why did you take it!" I'm not done yet, one, I can only choose one! ”

"yes, I thought you gave it all to me."

"How is that possible! This is all my collection, it is not easy to come by, it is impossible to give it all to anyone! ”

"In that case, what are you doing with it? I've already taken it, no way, at most...... Shall I give you some financial compensation? It's a deal, and it doesn't have to be personal, and I'm more comfortable. ”

"Muyang, you are robbing ......"

Qianji pushed and pushed pink-framed glasses, who cares about your financial compensation, there are some things that money can't buy.

"A thousand young masters? I don't quite understand what you mean, but you gave it to me...... Otherwise, you can grab it back. ”

"Muyang, these things are very important to me. Don't push me. ”

"Thousand Machines Young Master, these things are very important to me. I didn't force you, but I thanked you. ”

The smirk on Qianji's face could no longer be maintained, his expression was cloudy, and his heart ached like never before.

Every ball of light needs chance, God knows how much effort he has spent in order to collect these, and he hasn't enjoyed it all for others to make wedding dresses, and he can give Mu Yang anything, but these things, one is the most......

blamed himself for being proud for a while, and he moved his mind to show off, and he took it out to do something, and he was stupid and cried!

The point is, this guy Muyang looks indifferent and useless, extremely cold, how can he see that the good things are so fast, so ruthless, and snatched them all before he reacted!

Qianji's expression suddenly twisted again, and he subconsciously looked down on his hands that were as white as jade - it was the first time in so many years that he had been touched by others.

Weird.

Mu Yang ignored Qianji, whose face was uncertain, and couldn't hold back his excitement at the bottom of his heart at this moment, and the joy jumped to the corner of his mouth, curling a good-looking arc.

The young master of a thousand machines is really a true friend.

How could there be such a good thing inexplicably!

A spiritual mist suddenly lifted up in my mind, which was wonderful......