Wang Boxue reached out and picked up the folded note that fell out of his pocket, looked at it repeatedly, and made sure that it was the writing paper with cherry blossoms printed on the table in his residence.

Scratching the back of his head in confusion, he once again stimulated the scars of the smoking child who was beaten by Lin Seventy-One, causing Wang Boxue to grin for a while.

It's just that, despite this, he still doesn't remember when he had put such a note in his pocket.

As for what was written on it, he couldn't remember it even more.

Obviously, he was signing his canary robe at the residence one moment, why did he appear on campus the next moment?

From the point of view of time, it seems that a period of time has passed, but during this period of time, I don't even have a little memory, and even the blank in my memory does not appear, it is directly a jump in the memory picture.

Could it be...... Ghosts?

Subconsciously shuddered, Wang Boxue's eyes slid around, but he didn't find anything.

After taking a deep breath to calm himself down, Wang Boxue lowered his head again and looked at the note in his hand.

After hesitating for a moment, Wang Boxue opened the note in his hand, wanting to see if there was anything written on it.

Maybe you'll be able to find some information about why you're here.

The note was flipped open and there were two lines of small print written on it:

I'm Wang Boxue......

Yes, the first line, with only these five words, is followed by a blank space.

Down, after a large blank space, there is another line of small words: Don't make an appointment with Jin Lian today.

Looking at this strange note, Wang Boxue looked confused.

What's the situation?

Looking at the handwriting, it is really my own handwriting, but when did I write these things?

Moreover, whose message is left like this, write two lines of words on a piece of paper at random, and don't even need typesetting?

Wang Boxue, who thought he was not so illiterate, frowned, and casually picked up the note and was about to throw it away.

Just about to throw it away, he had some inexplicable hesitation in his heart, and after a moment of entanglement, Wang Boxue stuffed the paper ball into his pocket again.

After looking around and no one noticed his strange behavior, Wang Boxue turned around and walked in the direction of his dormitory on campus.

It's just that just after taking two steps, Wang Boxue suddenly felt like a man on his back, as if he was ...... There was a pair of eyes staring at him in the dark.

No! seems to be ...... More than one pair!

Looking back at the empty path, Wang Boxue subconsciously shuddered, and the pace under his feet accelerated a little.

After Wang Boxue left, behind Wang Boxue, a voice came from the empty path.

"Less...... Master, what are you...... Be...... Invisibility?"

Lin Seventy-one's expression was a little stiff, looking at Lin Tian who was breezy and calm, as if he had encountered an alien.

No, what's so surprising about the alien, there is one standing next to him.

The fact that the young master of his family was able to perform stealth was even more shocking than seeing aliens.

"That's right. ”

Looking at the expression on Lin Qiqi's face, Lin Tian nodded, looking taken for granted.

"Less...... Young Master, you ...... Can you cast spells?"

Concealment or invisibility is not the point, the point is, when will the young master who has never practiced in his family know how to spell?

Regarding Lin Seventy-One's question, Lin Tian's response was very concise.

", could it be that you did it?"

Lin Seventy-One: "......" is dying, the young master of his family's little scourge secretly cultivates, and he is already able to cast spells.

It's over, his young master is going to be promoted from a small scourge to a big scourge!

"Less...... Young Master, you ...... When did you start cultivating?

Following Lin Tian with mechanical steps, Lin Seventy-one asked weakly with a small look.

"I haven't cultivated. ”

Lin Tian told the truth, he really hasn't cultivated, he has always been dreaming, dreaming, and after waking up from the dream, he was thundered, and then he became like this.

However, will Lin Seventy-One believe it?

Mo said Lin Seventy-One, just look at the six white eyeballs of the three people around him, including Su Zijin, and know that they didn't even believe a single punctuation mark in Lin Tian's perfunctory words.

It's just that this doesn't affect Lin Seventy-One's inner excitement.

"Great, young master, you have been able to cultivate, this news should be reported to the master immediately, and the master will no longer need to condense the immortal yuan for you every day to prepare for the empowerment. ”

After recovering from the shock that Lin Tian was able to cast a spell, Lin Seventy-one immediately took out a sound transmission jade talisman and prepared to transmit the message with a spell.

It's just that before he could start transmitting the sound, his action was stopped by Lin Tian.

"Not yet. ”

Lin Seventy-one turned his head and looked at his young master suspiciously.

"Young master, the master is now losing his foundation every day, and if you report this news one second earlier, the master's own loss will be reduced by one point. ”

Thinking that his young master didn't know enough about cultivation, Lin Seventy-one explained anxiously and prepared to summon him again.

It's just that Lin Tian still stopped him.

"It is precisely because of the condensation of the immortal yuan that it will take a few days to be notified. ”

For Lin Tian's words, Lin Seventy-one was even more puzzled.

"Why? Isn't it worse the more it drags on?"

"Wait a minute. ”

Lin Tian's expression was like a magic stick.

Lin Seventy-One: "......" Okay, you are the young master, you have the final say.

It's just that he still wants to take the time to secretly report this matter to the big housekeeper.

"Let's go. ”

After stopping Lin Seventy-One's movements, Lin Tian motioned for the other party to follow.

"Young Master, where are we going?"

Temporarily suppressing the idea of reporting in front of Lin Tian, Lin Seventy-one asked in a low voice.

"Follow that guy. ”

"The guy who got hit until he smoked?"

"Hmm. ”

"What are you doing with him?"

"There are fun things. ”

Lin Seventy nodded slightly, a little confused, and a little puzzled.

"That'...... Let's just follow them so openly? We just beat people to the point of smoke, and now we just follow them, not afraid that people will turn their faces?"

As he spoke, Lin Seventy-One seemed to have thought of something, revealing a clear expression.

"Young Master, you can't hold on to the invisibility technique for too long, can you? Don't worry, this kind of spell Seventy-one will do the same. ”

As he spoke, Lin Seventy-one pinched the law with both hands, and was ready to put a stealth spell on everyone.

And then......

Boom!

Lin Tian kicked without hesitation, and Lin Seventy-one was kicked out without any resistance.

Wait for Lin Seventy-One to land in a free-fall position, get up from the ground and spit out the mud in his mouth.

Turning his head again, he was stunned and found that he could no longer sense any breath of Lin Tian and the two girls.

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