Lin Zong has always been happy, a happy rookie.

Yes, the disciples in the Sword Sect all call him a rookie.

Lin Zong's qualifications are very good, and they are the kind of dishes that are unprecedented, but this does not affect his happiness.

He thinks that he is a good boy who works hard, because he likes to paint, and since that strange dream, he has fallen in love with painting, and since then he has been working hard and out of control.

Painting is the main source of his happiness, and he has always been in the Sword Sect, being a happy rookie.

But today, Lin Zong felt that he was simply unlucky, because he was painting in the cultivation class, and he was caught by the lecturer, and what was especially incredible was that the lecturer had been standing in front of him, watching him paint coldly, and he hadn't noticed it all the time.

It wasn't until he finished the whole painting that he stretched his waist and touched a tight and strong jade leg with his hand, and the slippery and elastic touch made him subconsciously touch it again.

He suddenly came back to his senses, and when he looked up, he saw a pair of angry eyes, almost bursting with fire.

He suddenly exclaimed-something is not good!

Sure enough, as he expected, in the midst of the laughter, the angry lecturer almost pounced on him and strangled him to death.

And the thing that made him especially helpless, this moment has just begun-

"The person in this painting, me?"

After reprimanding Lin Zong severely, the lecturer Murong Junqing, lowered his head and looked at Lin Zong's painting coldly.

Murong Junqing is very beautiful, so beautiful that many disciples regard her as a goddess, and her nutrition can't keep up at all.

Today's Murong Junqing is wearing a white robe, and he is even more beautiful as a fairy, so today's disciples are also extraordinarily focused.

Of course, Lin Zong was an exception, and he was painting throughout the class.

Lin Zong's painting is also a girl in white, standing in a cluster of flowers, with a small waist, slender and straight jade legs, and a curvaceous and graceful figure. The girl stood in the flowers and looked back and smiled, but it was also vivid, and people were more delicate than flowers.

Lin Zong felt that Murong Junqing's question was a little incredible, so he said with a straight face: "Senior Sister Murong, you see the girl in my painting, with a small waist, slender and straight jade legs, and graceful curves, how can it be...... Ahh

He was stunned for a moment, because the face of the girl in the painting was indeed ...... Murong Junqing!

"This rookie painted it is really Senior Sister Murong!"

What did he say, his small waist was slender, his jade legs were slender and straight, and his curves were graceful...... He was deliberately belittling Senior Sister Murong!"

"He just now, it seems that he is still ...... Grunt...... I touched Senior Sister Murong's leg!"

"Oh my God, so shameless, why don't you go to heaven?"

"This shameless bastard dares to insult my goddess like this, I really want to strangle him!"

The field was boiling in an instant, Dao Dao's angry shouts came and went, and Dao Dao's eyes of annoyance and disdain fell on him from all directions, as if he wanted to directly pierce him into a sieve with his gaze.

Lin Zong was a little numb to the angry shouts of that Dao, and at this moment, he could clearly feel that every inch of skin on Murong Junqing's body was full of anger.

"The person in this painting, me?"

Murong Junqing asked again, looking down at Lin Zong's paintings motionlessly, she was restraining the anger in her body to prevent them from bursting out.

"It's not. ”

Lin Zong looked at the beautiful girl in white in front of him and shook his head.

"So, who could it be?"

"It's the man of my dreams. ”

Lin Zong said.

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately came back to his senses, and the style of painting seemed to be a little wrong, how did it sound...... So like a confession in disguise?

Sure enough, Murong Junqing was stunned for a moment, looked up at Lin Zong, and the shame and anger on his pretty face became more and more vigorous.

A pair of eyes all around looked at Lin Zong in astonishment, and his jaw shattered.

In this world, how could there be such a brazen person, who confessed to Murong Junqing in this way through the cultivation class, it was simply invincible.

The courage is commendable, and he deserves to be a legend in the sect, amazing!

But then again, this kid has white skin, clear and smooth contours, a straight nose, especially a pair of eyes, clean and deep with a touch of misty color, although he is only fifteen years old, but he already has a faint smell of obsession.

Lin Zong opened his mouth and was about to explain, but when he saw Murong Junqing suddenly turn away, he snorted disdainfully: "Your painting really makes me feel disgusting." ”

Lin Zong was stunned, how could anyone insult his paintings in this world? Each of his paintings was his painstaking work and great works.

To insult a great work, that is to commit a crime!

The person who paints must be arrogant, so that he can look like a painter.

So, Lin Zong was unhappy, but he felt that the person who painted should be as elegant as jade, so he didn't shout.

He just looked at Murong Junqing's back and said lightly: "Senior Sister Murong, do you think that it is great for you to have a lecturer status? With all due respect, in my eyes, you are still just a big-chested and brainless person. ”

The world suddenly fell silent......

Lin Zong saw Murong Junqing's delicate body, and trembled obviously.

The disciples were dumbfounded, and some even subconsciously plucked out their ears, thinking that they had heard it wrong.

This little rookie actually said that Senior Sister Murong has a big chest and no brains, is this true?

"Don't admit it?"

Lin Zong looked at Murong Junqing motionlessly, and still said lightly: "Okay, then let me ask you, what are the basic elements of painting?

Belch......

Oh my God, do you want to be so invincible?!

This is a cultivation class, this kid actually took out the knowledge of painting to test Murong Junqing, in this world, can you find a more shameless person than this?

Murong Junqing turned around slowly, standing there in a daze, her face was blue and white, and her chest rose and fell violently, at this moment she had the urge to kick this kid's ass into a lotus.

The eyes of many disciples subconsciously swept Murong Junqing's chest, and then swallowed their saliva vaguely.

Chest...... It's huge, indeed!

"Lin Zong, Lao Tzu wants to challenge you!"

An obese young man stood up from the ground at this time, his hands were on his waist, glaring at Lin Zong, his fat face like a gourd, was flushed, obviously he had been holding back for a long time, and he couldn't help it before he stood up.

"It's actually Lu Guang, Senior Sister Murong has always been the goddess in his heart, and now there is a good show to watch. ”

"Lu Guang, I heard that two months ago, he had already broken through to the fourth rank of the martial arts realm. ”

All the disciples on the field immediately looked at Lin Zong playfully, although Lu Guang's qualifications are not very good, but Lin Zong is a legendary rookie in the sect, where will he be Lu Guang's opponent?

What kind of challenge, it's clearly just to beat Lin Zong!

"Senior Sister Murong, I want to challenge Lin Zong, I don't know if it's okay?"

Lu Guang turned his face to look at Murong Junqing and asked.

Murong Junqing's gaze never left Lin Zong's face, and nodded: "In the cultivation class, disciples are originally encouraged to learn from each other, why not?"

"Good. ”

Lu Guang laughed and looked at Lin Zong again: "Three days later, if you and I fight, do you dare to fight?" Since you have the courage to say that Senior Sister Murong is big-chested and will not face my challenge, you will be a coward, right?"

Lin Zong glanced at Lu Guang with some surprise, this dead fat man would actually stand up and challenge himself at this time, he was really a little unexpected.

However, he can understand it.

And just when the disciples thought that Lin Zong would not dare to fight this time, Lin Zong suddenly spread his hands: "Feel free." ”

A faint "casual" contains what domineering and disdain for Lu Guang.

He didn't want to be so domineering, and always thought that the person who painted should be as elegant as jade, but at this moment, Lu Guang's face really made him have the urge to beat him, so he accidentally leaked domineeringly.

All the disciples in the class were stunned.

Then, some people smiled gloatingly, while others looked at Lin Zong and shook their heads sympathetically.

Isn't responding to the war tantamount to looking for death?

This kid is stupid for painting.

Even Murong Junqing glanced at Lin Zong in surprise, and then a sneer appeared leisurely in the corner of his eye.