Chapter 115: Serious heartfelt words
The scariest thing in the world is the ones who don't care.
The anti-federal forces outside the canopy who don't care about the gains and losses, the outlaws in Xicheng District who don't care about life and death, and the downcast villains who never lack the holy light and fall into the darkness!
These are terrible.
Including this indifferent Terran girl.
The corners of Wu Zun's mouth trembled, and he was a little powerless to face Han Sleeve for a while, this incredible girl who had a bad wind spread, her expression at the moment really didn't matter.
Wuzun wants to be angry and scolded, but others are willing to die, what are you reluctant to bury?
Not wanting to provoke unnecessary right and wrong, Wu Zun was a little afraid of Han Lude.
It is said that she has mental problems, and Wu Zun comforted himself in this way.
Sneering, Wu Zun completed the withdrawal procedures of Han Sleeve.
The academy system stipulates that the team has the right to dismiss the members, but it must be initiated by the captain and more than 60% of the team members pass.
Voluntarily quitting the team is a matter of personal will, but no one is so stupid.
Quitting the team is tantamount to breaking the original team contract, the indirect punishment is that it will become a stain and a shame, and the direct punishment is to deduct all accumulated credits, which is definitely not an intention to graduate!
What is even more stupid than being stupid is that the purpose of quitting the team is to join the team that is one year lower, and the captain is the scum of the world......
Needless to say, Han Sleeve's move today will once again be defined as an astonishing move.
Miss Hansan went crazy again.
There is no problem with the staffing of the team, and Wu Zun has a blank face and logs in to the academy team registration system with his own authority.
He still has a lot of doubts, for example, Chiya's identity is very sensitive, Lan Yin's identity is conditional, and Mu Yang is a well-known aristocratic butcher......
Although these doubts can't hinder the formation of the team, at least it makes Wu Zun say it well.
Mu Yang's pupils shrank, and he took out a small money bag from the spatial ring: "Vice President Wuzun, I heard that nobles attach great importance to etiquette in handling affairs, and etiquette is convenient." It's 100 federal coins, a bit of respect. β
Wu Zun's body trembled suddenly!
He's trembling!
After a moment, he barely suppressed a certain impulse, and his body continued to exude annihilating anger!
Quickly complete the team registration procedures, build the team badge, and sign the team contract......
In the end, Wu Zun finally spit out one word: "Get out!" β
The voice was extremely low, like a dark thunder in the rolling dark clouds, and once it exploded, the storm would sweep the world.
"Let's go." Mu Yang looked indifferent, and took the lead in turning around, and the Lieyang team rushed out.
"Mu Yang bastard," Red Tooth grinned and walked beside Mu Yang, his voice was exaggerated, "Why do you want to give him a gift, 100 federal coins is so much!" However, it is really easy to do things when you give a gift! I want to receive a gift and say it early, it's so difficult for us ......"
Wu Zun's face was pale, he felt that he had never been so angry, never!
100 Federated Dollars?
Gifts?
Sending a meal away?
This is an absolute deliberate provocation, an absolute malicious insult!
With a wave of Wu Zun's hand, the money bag and the 100 federal coins inside instantly turned into powder, dispersing one after another, blending into the dust particles suspended everywhere, and the golden light was blurred.
The reason why the formalities were completed quickly was because Wu Zun definitely didn't want to look at Muyang for a second!
He's really worried that he's out of control, and he'll end up with these little cubs like this bag of coins at any time!
But Saya, Qianyun, Jia Luoxiang, and Nia all locked on Wuzun just now......
Wu Zun didn't want to shatter all his hard-working state of mind because of a scumbag's provocation!
In fact, it is still crumbling.
"Mentor Wuzun." At this moment, the ghostly light of the psionic bracelet flickered, and the video message was connected, and a good-looking fake smile bloomed on Qianji's face.
Qianji never called Vice Dean Wu Zun, but called him a mentor, Wu Zun actually didn't like the title of Vice Dean very much, and the adverb was full of irony.
"Thousand machines!" As soon as Wu Zun's mind moved, the heavy golden dust suspended in the air seemed to be alive, and quickly converged into a pair of dazzling golden eyes!
The so-called heart eye is actually just induction, and Wuzun's induction medium is the dust of heaven and earth.
To put it simply, he is able to peek into the world through the eyes of every speck of dust.
Heaven and earth, flowers and trees, people's hearts, words and deeds, can not escape the dust.
At this moment, the heart and eye are full of force, and they still can't see through the hearts of Qianji, maybe because there are thousands of deaths, maybe Qianji is too clean, and what Wuzun can see clearly has been limited.
But at least you can see clearly, this beautiful smile is extremely hypocritical!
"Mentor Wuzun is in a bad mood?" Qianji still smiled, "I'm sorry for the previous confrontation, but I put the interests of the Qianjia first, and I think Martial Venerable Mentor can understand." β
"Something?"
"It's not a big deal, after all, I'm graduating soon, and it's okay to talk to my mentor."
"Qianji, say!"
"Actually, I'm just curious, why does Martial Venerable Mentor have a special sense of rejection towards the Blood Clan?"
Wu Zun groaned slightly: "When your servants have become stronger, even those who don't even have slave qualifications can directly provoke you - the Protoss will never allow it!" β
"Mentor Wuzun, the history of the Protoss is thick and vicissitudes, and the glory is everywhere. But times have changed, and we all have to change. β
"Qianji, are you laughing at the Protoss? I'm curious, why do you care about the Bloodline? You do have a common language between the Bloods, who were once the spokesmen of darkness, evil, and disaster, and the Terrans, who were once ants. β
"Mentor Wuzun," Qianji's face became a little more serious, "I'm just reminding you that Mu Yang is a man of great luck, and he originally had nothing to do with the Blood Clanβbut because of your external forces, he is obviously constantly moving closer to the Blood Clan, which is not good for the Thousand Families or for you." β
"Qianji, thank you so much for the reminder." The corners of Wu Zun's mouth swept coldly, "Qianjia claims to derive the heavenly machine, but it is nothing more than that, the understanding of the sky, the human race will never be able to reach the god race!" You're wrong! This Muyang originally belonged to the blood clan, but you didn't see through such a simple chance. β
"Mentor Wuzun, you...... Is there a misunderstanding of something? β
"How dare you question my heart's eye!" Wu Zun waved his hand, and his eyes made of golden dust were even more golden, "There is some kind of mysterious connection between him and Princess Wei Lin, and this connection spreads to Saya and the little girl named Lan Yin. Your thousands of families have been sticking to Tianjing City for generations, it's too narrow! The Bloodline is the best at these strange and uninfluential, I think this is Queen Kesha's method, this kid is her big hand, maybe it's the Blood! β
Qianji frowned slightly: "Yes." However, it is absolutely true that Muyang is the person that thousands of families are looking for. Recently we got some news about the Worldblade. In any case, I still hope that Martial Venerable Mentor will not have to worry too much about the racial issue, but should look beyond the canopy of heaven to see more. β
"Qianji, this world has fallen apart, and the war beyond the canopy is not something that a disintegrated federation can end. You don't understand the will of the Divine Alliance. Cowardice and evasion have always been the nature of the Terrans, even if the Terrans have the power. Qianyun is a typical representative. β
"Martial Venerable Mentor, the wisdom of the human race, the divine race is also difficult to understand. The Protoss should first learn to accept the world, not subvert it. β
"Qianji, you're not qualified to talk to me about the world. I know your details, and you've disappointed me. There is no common ground between us anymore. β
"Mentor Wuzun, I will last say something from my heart, you know that I almost never say what is in my heart." Qianji's good-looking smirk disappeared and turned to extremely serious, more serious than ever, "You will regret it." β