Huaxia, Jiangdong City.

The first year of Jiangdong University, the second class of the Department of Financial Management.

In the classroom, the students all stared intently at the podium, not so much listening to the lecture as "appreciating" the female teacher on the podium.

Xia Zimo, in her early twenties, is the school's most well-known English lecturer.

She is 1.70 meters tall, tall and graceful, her skin is like condensed fat and beautiful jade, her facial features are delicate and picturesque, and she is wearing a decent and fashionable Chanel skirt, which reveals her perfect figure, with a towering chest peak, a slender willow waist, and a pair of snow-white slender legs swaying and shining, and the beauty is thrilling......

The boys' eyes were burning and they didn't know how many words they could hear, while the girls all looked like they were adoring.

Extremely incongruous with this.

In the corner of the classroom, a boy was sleeping on his desk.

"This mud can't hold up the wall!"

Xia Zimo is definitely not as gentle as she looks, on the contrary, she has a hot temper, and someone dares to sleep and snore in her class, and her little burst of temper immediately explodes.

Click-Click

Xia Zimo threw the textbook on the podium, shook her slender legs and walked towards the young man.

"This thing has suffered a lot, and he actually slept in Teacher Xia's class, isn't this blasphemy against the goddess!"

The students turned their eyes to the teenager, looking forward to the show.

Xia Zimo walked quickly to the young man, and slapped her snow-white palm on the table:

"Mo Xiaofan!"

In front of everyone's eyes, I saw Mo Xiaofan, who was lying on the desk, his body trembling violently, and then he stood up with a sigh.

"Slut, I, Mo Xiaofan, treat you well, why do you want to kill me!"

Mo Xiaofan's body trembled violently for a moment, and then he stood up suddenly, and while scolding angrily, his hands suddenly reached out, impartially, and just grabbed Xia Zimo's pair of towering snow peaks.

"Ahh

Xia Zimo's sensitive delicate body seemed to be electrocuted, her beautiful eyes widened, and she was stunned for a while, and in the next second, she let out a scream, shook her hand and slapped Mo Xiaofan's cheek heavily.

"Damn, won't you? This bastard is a goddess of indecent summer!?"

"It's so shameless!"

The students were all stunned, this scene was really earth-shattering, okay, until the crisp slap sounded, everyone reacted and denounced Mo Xiaofan.

"It's so big, it's soft...... Oh, where is this?"

Mo Xiaofan looked confused, he was in the Phantom Immortal Terrace, but he was attacked by the little junior sister and his good brother, and he died? This is also the reason why he instinctively reached out to grab those two sluts after waking up just now!

"Stinky rascal, you still don't let go of your hand!"

The pair of clutches grabbed too hard, Xia Zimo was ashamed, angry and painful, tears were about to fall out, and she slapped her hand again.

Mo Xiaofan instinctively caught the incoming snow-white wrist, and naturally let go of the pair of snowballs with amazing elasticity, and he realized in a trance that he was reborn! Reborn in college, the year of the turning point of his fate!

"It turned out to be Mr. Xia, I'm sorry. ”

Mo Xiaofan's head darkened, he quickly calmed down, turned around and walked outside, reborn, he needed time to digest quietly.

"Bastard, you stop me!"

Xia Zimo was about to explode, her full chest rose and fell sharply, and she couldn't wait to rush up and tear Mo Xiaofan, who was insulting her, to pieces.

The young man's figure didn't stop, and soon disappeared at the door of the classroom.

Xia Zimo gasped, noticed a pair of strange eyes in the classroom, and yelled fiercely: "Look at what, if anyone dares to say a word, I will tear someone's mouth!"

As she spoke, she ran out of the classroom as if she had escaped, ran back to her office, unbuttoned her shirt and looked, almost spurting out a mouthful of old blood, only to see that the ten cyan fingerprints contrasted with the snow-white skin, which was simply shocking! Her little silver teeth were about to be crushed, and she swore that she would definitely give that little pervert a good look!

In the classroom, after a brief silence, a volcano erupted.

How could the news be blocked, Mo Xiaofan openly attacked Xia Zimo in the classroom, and it spread throughout the entire campus in the first time.

It is very obvious that his behavior has aroused the public anger of the teachers and students in the school, especially the boys, who are eager to pull out Mo Xiaofan and whip his body.

At this time, Mo Xiaofan was on a rock on the beach in the mountain behind the school.

His mind raced, sorting through his memories.

When he was in his thirties, he was taken away from the earth by the Yuan Shi Immortal Venerable and went to the Nine Heavens Xuan Domain, and since then he has embarked on the path of cultivation.

This is 8,000 years.

In that brand-new world, with his peerless talent and indomitable will, he became a fellow practitioner of Danwu and went through thousands of battles to eventually become a generation of immortal emperors.

The vigor of the Nine Heavens Xuan Domain is vivid.

And the things on earth, because too many years have passed, are inevitably a little blurry, and he needs time to recall them slowly.

After about an hour, he probably remembered.

This year was a major turning point in his life.

His father, Mo Chunxiao, was born as a civilian, while his mother, Lin Yiping, was born in a wealthy Yanjing family.

The Lin family couldn't accept their humble father, and in a fit of rage, they swept their mother out of the house.

With what they learned, my father and mother supported and encouraged each other to start a high-tech enterprise in Gangdong Province from scratch.

However, when the company's business was booming, it was suppressed and went bankrupt.

His life also fell from heaven to hell all at once, and he was hit hard and began to give up on himself.

"The past life is unbearable!"

"In this life, I want to make up for all my shortcomings, I want to make all those close to me safe, and I want all enemies to double their blood debts!"

"Yanjing Lin family, I will let you know what is the real power!"

Mo Xiaofan's deep and firm eyes passed through the rough sea, and he secretly made an oath.

"Now that my cultivation has been lost, I must become strong as soon as possible!"

Mo Xiaofan meditated cross-legged and cultivated, the first step is to find the sense of qi, only when he finds the sense of qi, can he draw qi into the body, and only then can he be regarded as stepping into the ranks of cultivators.

If you want to find the sense of qi, it is even more difficult than winning the Mark Six lottery, especially in the earth where the aura is poor, it is even more difficult to go to the sky.

However, this is not a problem for Mo Xiaofan at all.

First of all, he has eight thousand years of cultivation practice and is extremely experienced.

Secondly, the exercise he cultivated, "Nine Heavens Divine Breath Technique", is a peerless exercise, if you want to find the sense of qi, don't be too easy.

"Nine Heavens Divine Breath" is divided into nine realms, which is suitable for different levels of martial artists to cultivate, with Mo Xiaofan's current physical state, of course, he can only practice the first level of exercises.

He concentrated and calmed down, and the first exercise flashed in his mind.

As he ran the exercises, soon, an extremely strange scene appeared, only to see the top of his head square, forming a whirlpool of airflow, and the surrounding aura and energy were frantically initiated.

About half an hour later, he violently attacked the dantian area, and three wisps of vitality were generated.

"Good!"

Mo Xiaofan slowly opened his eyes, and a bright light flashed away.

He waved his hand towards the reef, and with a loud bang, the rubble burst into the air, and a palm print appeared on the reef, three inches deep.

"This palm is powerful enough to easily slap an ordinary martial artist to death. ”

A satisfied smile appeared on Mo Xiaofan's handsome face.

He wasn't very excited, because he knew that the water in this world was still quite deep, and it was definitely not the world seen by ordinary people, this was a world with powerful martial cultivators.

"Tick ......"

At this time, his mobile phone rang, and he took it out to see that it was a text message from "sister": "Xiaofan, sister will go to school to deliver you food later." ”

"Sister Xiaowan!"

A gentle and kind smile flashed in Mo Xiaofan's mind, it was her sister Mo Xiaowan, an orphan adopted by his parents.

Thinking of this amiable and lovely sister, Mo Xiaofan's heart was full of warmth and happiness.

It was Mo Xiaowan, who struggled to support the family after her parents went bankrupt and did her best to take care of him.

But in his previous life, he was too bastard, and after his parents went bankrupt, he became self-defeating and cynical, disappointing Mo Xiaowan again and again...... Until, when he offended a son-in-law from a family, his limbs were broken, and he was about to be thrown into the sea, it was Mo Xiaowan who knelt down and begged that son-in-law brother to spare his life, and the price she paid was stripped of his clothes and humiliated in public...... It was only then that he, who was extremely stimulated, repented and regained his strength.

Next, he endured humiliation, tried his courage, and finally took revenge, but in the middle, he experienced too heavy efforts and hardships.

"In this life, I will never repeat the tragedy of the past!"

"Sister Xiaowan, in the last life, you suffered humiliation for the Mo family and for me, and in this life, I will bless you with peace and glory for you!"

Mo Xiaofan calmed down, stood up slowly, tiptoed, the rocks under his feet rattled, and they were torn apart, and with the power of the rebound, his body was like a Dapeng bird flying to the shore.