Chapter Seven: Xuanyuan Qing Dance (II)

"Thunder is the grandson of the god of law Sadare?" Hearing the words of the boy next to him, Yang Tian was slightly stunned, no wonder that guy could say such profound words.

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"Hello Teacher Qingwu, hello students, my name is Sura Xiaoshui, a senior magician of the water department. It's a pleasure to meet you all and hopefully we can become good friends. My home is in Omaika City, and you are very welcome to visit my house when you have time. Sura Xiaoshui said generously in her sweet voice.

With her short lilac hair, pale green magic robe, convex and concave figure, and her beautiful blue eyes, the boys in the class suddenly widened their eyes one by one.

When Su La Xiaoshui spoke, he turned his head slightly and smiled in Yang Tian's direction.

"The beauty is smiling at you, handsome guy?" Yang Tian looked at San Shao's expressionless, seemingly cold handsome face, and deliberately teased.

Hearing Yang Tian's words, the three young men glared at Yang Tian viciously, ignoring Su La Xiaoshui's gaze, and looked out the window.

At this moment, Yang Tian saw the word "cold" from Sanshao's face.

This kind of occasion is too ordinary for San Shao, from the beginning of the junior magic martial arts school to the present, San Shao doesn't know how many beautiful sisters' pursuits he has refused, and he is quite experienced in dealing with this kind of thing.

Finally, after an hour and a half, all 100 people in the class had introduced themselves.

From beginning to end, except for occasionally paying attention to someone worthy of his attention, Yang Tian generally stared at his aunt Xuanyuan Qingwu like a nymphomaniac.

I haven't seen him for so many years, and when he saw Xuanyuan Qingwu again, Yang Tian didn't feel strange at all. There seemed to be some kind of strange connection between him and Xuanyuan Qingwu, so that Yang Tian could clearly feel her smile and smile, and even, the delicate mental activity seemed to be sensitive. Yang Tian couldn't tell what it was like, as if it had existed since the first time he saw Xuanyuan Qingwu.

When the last guy who introduced himself finished introducing him, Xuanyuan Qingwu smiled slightly and said: "Okay, fellow students, in the next ten years, or even more time, everyone will spend time in the Holy Dragon Academy, from now on, you will be a collective, I hope you can unite and help each other, whether it is in cultivation or life, you can help each other." Of course, as your homeroom teacher, I will also try my best to help you. If you have any difficulties, you can tell me. ”

Xuanyuan Qingwu said this, the beautiful eyes full of wisdom, looked at Yang Tian, and then said: "Now I will tell you about the freshman competition in three days. Do you know why the Holy Dragon Academy holds a freshman competition every year?"

"Teacher, I know!" said a boy with his hand raised.

Xuanyuan Qingwu smiled slightly and said, "Nathan Lauder, you can call me teacher or senior sister in the future." I'm actually only a sixth-grader now. Well, tell me what the reason is?"

Hearing Xuanyuan Qingwu's words, the boy who raised his hand was suddenly excited to death, how could the beautiful teacher not surprise him not to be surprised that he was able to call his name. Nathan Lauder suddenly said excitedly: "Old ...... Teacher, I think it's for everyone to communicate and communicate, and through the competition, they can realize their own shortcomings and point out the direction for their future cultivation. ”

"Well, you're quite right. This is indeed one of the reasons. Is there anything else you can add?"

"Teacher, me!"

As soon as Xuanyuan Qingwu finished speaking, another boy suddenly said in a calm voice.

"Okay, Carla Avelin, please!" Regulus Qingwu smiled again and whispered.

This time, not only Carla Evelyn was excited and surprised, but everyone in the class looked at Xuanyuan Qingwu's alluring face in surprise, and her eyes full of wisdom entered the hearts of everyone deeply at this moment. Being able to accurately remember a person's name may be because someone looks unique, but it is not so simple to remember each name clearly. There were 100 people in the class.

Yang Tian smiled faintly from beginning to end, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, with a hint of evil energy, staring at Xuanyuan Qingwu without the slightest surprise. The title of the goddess of wisdom is not blown, and Xuanyuan Qingwu's memory is only a little bit lower than that of the perverted Yang Tian.

"I think the school wants to give all of our new students a blow. Carla Evelyn whispered.

Hearing the words of this ordinary-looking boy, Xuanyuan Qingwu was slightly startled and asked, "Why do you say that?"

The boy looked up at Xuanyuan Qingwu's beautiful face, and said in a deep voice: "Holy Dragon Academy, as the top academy of the Tian Yuan Continent, every freshman is undoubtedly a top student from the Intermediate Demon Martial Academy of various empires, as well as some genius-level figures, these people have always been the pride of the sky, and they all have a proud heart. However, this kind of mentality is quite detrimental to future cultivation. It is precisely because of this that the Holy Dragon Academy will hold a freshman competition, which makes us understand a truth, that is, there are people outside the sky. Everyone around us is no worse than ourselves, and we still need to put in more effort!"

"Carla Evelyn, you're saying a good thing!" Xuanyuan Qingwu was slightly surprised by the boy's calmness and maturity, and said appreciatively, "This is indeed the real purpose of the Freshman Competition!"

"Wrong. ”

Just then, a voice whispered. Although the voice was soft, it was as if it had magical power, piercing everyone's eardrums and allowing everyone to hear it clearly.

Xuanyuan Qingwu was slightly stunned, probably didn't expect someone to deny it, turned his head to look, and suddenly saw Yang Tian's handsome scummy face, those black deep eyes, staring at him motionlessly. Familiarity, fatal familiarity, once again passed into Xuanyuan Qingwu's heart.

"Yang Tian, isn't that right?"

Yang Tian smiled slightly and said, "Of course not. ”

"Then tell me, what is the real purpose of the Freshman Competition?" Xuanyuan Qingwu stared at Yang Tian and asked softly. She wondered what amazing words the boy would say, who looked so much like her nephew's eyes. (ps: Greatly, it's been modified, Yang Guo has been replaced by Yang Tian, the first chapter of the first volume has been revised, if you don't understand, you can go and re-read the first chapter.) The plot in the middle has not changed. It doesn't affect reading at all. I hope that you will continue to support your little brother. This book has been signed, and the younger brother will work hard to improve the speed of the code word and ensure that it is updated. Thank you!If you have a ticket, remember to support, and if you don't have a collection, help collect it, thank you!)

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