It is worthy of the intermediate level of the mortal world, the whole is several times thicker than the stele opener, is it good, only two percent of the translation was done in one night, Agu looked at the time, got up and went out. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I am your mentor, and the moon is like a hook. "A tall man on the podium is calm and extraordinary, his face is resolute and handsome, and a deep scar slashes diagonally across the bridge of his nose, adding a bit of evil temptation, I have to say that so many generations have been carefully selected, and the genes of the children of the family are very good, at least they look good.

A large number of female students committed nymphomaniac, and they all shouted, "Hello Teacher Yue." ”

"You don't deserve to call me Teacher Yue. Cold, domineering, Yue Rulu narrowed his eyes: "You should know the rules of the Department of Archaeology, I can't teach you anything else, I will only teach you actual combat, whether you are in retreat this month, or training, and at the end of the month, you will be assessed in actual combat, and all those who can't pass will be fucked off!"

"Okay Tsuki-sensei. ”

"No problem, Mr. Yue. ”

The girl continues to be obsessed, this is a world that looks at the face, the moon is handsome and handsome, that's right, it's not right, they cast their longing eyes to the moon like a hook, and the unkind eyes are thrown to the unruly, a few eyes that look at the moon like a hook and are not happy to land immediately, huh? The pattern of this floor is good.

Which one of the archaeology departments has few hands?There must be people who are unhappy to see the moon like a hook and pretend to be iron, but they are not stupid, it doesn't matter if you fight against the moon like a hook, you can fight against a girl... Forget it, babies like to go it alone and refuse to fight in groups.

Yue Rugou has long been accustomed to the admission of new students, the beats stupidly, the unconvinced beating, this is all conventional, the martial artist's intuition allows him to clearly distinguish which is the nymphomaniac, which is the thorn, but this year is different, what does this feel like?

It was as if someone looked at him with the eyes of a mouse loving rice, and for the first time he had this feeling, longing, loving, pity... Yue Ru hook chills all over, is this a meeting of?

Looking along the way, a student dressed in ordinary clothes squinted at him with a strange smile.

"The one who changed the department?" Yue Rugou had a cold face: "I'm very dissatisfied this year, the big-headed idiots in the history department actually threw someone over, when we are a garbage disposal site, they don't want to throw it over?" Don't look at it, it's you, Agu, stand up!"

Agu obediently stood up, then squinted at him.

Yue Rugou's eyes were even more terrifying: "I heard that you are very capable of opening the stele for ten years?"

"I'll tell you, bragging, remember to make drafts, at least 12 years old before you can practice the exercises, how old are you this year? Hmm? The children of the family have been boiling their bodies since they were children, so they can't practice the exercises before the age of 12, you are an ordinary person, you have no resources, no connections, no medicine to boil your body, at what age can you practice? 15? or 16?"

"Ten years of skill, I'll be hehe, and you are the same, you can't pass the actual battle after a month, drop out!"

Agu still squinted at him: "How much skill do you have?"

Yue Ru Hook raised his head high: "I am 12 years old and cultivated, 31 this year, plus various medicines and nourishment, I have a total of 45 years of skill, and I belong to the martial artist of the level of cutting gold and breaking jade." ”

"Oh. Agu stopped squinting, "I can't beat you." ”

As soon as these words came out, Yue Ru Hook felt different, the feeling of rice being stared at by mice was gone, and his whole body was comfortable, he snorted and waved his hand: "That's it, disband!"

The sent people out of the classroom, staring at the back of the moon like a hook and a group of flowers, the eyes of the thorns can kill, and as soon as the people left, the thorns changed their targets, and they all looked at Agu.

"Transferred, from those big heads?"

"Haha also brags that he has ten years of skill, let's be a little medicated bath master massage, and we only started practicing at the age of 12, and now we only have 15 years of skill at most, right? 10 years of skill, we are also a little master in us. ”

"Play with him, otherwise it's boring. ”

"Don't worry, isn't there still a loose cultivator, and it will be cool when that guy arrives to play with the two of them. ”

Agu seemed to be dozing off, but his ears were pricked up, and all kinds of information couldn't escape his ears.

"The moon is like a hook, the second in the list of the system, a steady 100 merit points, but unfortunately it can't be beaten. Agu had a thought in his head, no wonder he looked at the moon like a hook with the eyes of a mouse looking at rice, that is just a delicacy at all, okay, it's just not cooked, teeth, he changed the target to a bunch of thorns, at most 15 years of skill? It seems that he can play.

"You want to play me? well, there's a sympathetic one? interesting, see who plays whom!"

With a stiff neck, he picked the last one in the list, "Zhou Hongda, who is Zhou Hongda?"

"I am. A guy with a pinch of purple hair stood up, his eyes were not eyes and his nose was not nose, "I am Zhou Hongda, ancestor Zhou Qingyuan." ”

"I didn't ask who your ancestors were. "Agu is speechless, what are you doing with your ancestors, it's only worth 1 point of merit, and the ancestors are not ashamed enough. He didn't care who the other party's ancestor was, even if the Jade Emperor was under his jurisdiction, not to mention Zhou Qingyuan, 36 Tiangang...

Zimao's face turned red: "Mortal! You are a mortal! It is a rule for the children of the family to meet and get a common name, do you understand the rules!"

Agu felt that his teeth hurt, and he met to report to his ancestors? What kind of rule is this? If he is also a child of a family... Agu had such an image in his mind.

"Oh, your ancestor is so-and-so, say hello to his old man for me. ”

"No problem, your ancestor is the one, you are old, and help me greet your ancestor. ”

Ah Gu's whole person is not good, if it weren't for the Heavenly Dao isolating the two worlds of immortals and mortals, would the sky be full of thunder and kill your turtle grandson? He held back his laughter and his face turned red, and the purple hair immediately exploded: "You are looking for death!"

"No, no, no, don't look for death. Agu hurriedly waved his hand, his eyes narrowed: "I just want to know, the descendant of Zhou Qingyuan, one of the 36 Tiangang, what are you best at and most proud?"

"Of course it's this!" Purple Mao waved his fist proudly, "Have you ever seen a big fist, aren't you a stele opener with ten years of skill?

Agu's eyes immediately lit up: "Okay!"

30 seconds later, Agu was relaxed, and a certain descendant shrank in the corner and cried bitterly: "Woo woo he really has 10 years of skill, 10 years of skill What are you bullying me for? I only have 6 years of skill, woo..."

Everyone was stupefied, he really had 10 years of skill? How is this possible?

They are all descendants of immortals, each family has its own unique secret recipe to boil the body, even if the medicinal materials are enough for outsiders, it is useless without a formula, Agu is only a mortal, and it is impossible to cultivate at the age of 12 if you think about it with your ass, so... Oh my God, isn't this even more terrifying, there are still 10 years of skill in cultivating so late, is this guy's perverted qualifications or amazing adventures? No matter which one it is, it can make them want to die.

Why is it that the way of heaven is unfair! More than 100 descendants of the gods opened their mouths wide, and they had the feeling of stuffing a few catties of Xiang in their throats and smashing them into it with a stick.

Agu looked at the merit on his mobile phone, his eyes wandered around their bodies, do you want to earn more? A stocky man walked out, "I also have ten years of skills, otherwise let's practice?"

This is the beginning, Agu smiled, "Who are you?"

"I am horsepower, ancestor horsepower. "It's one of the 36 Tiangang, but is it really good for you to report your ancestors like this, aren't you afraid to lift up the coffin board of your ancestors?

Hurriedly shook his head, very firm: "Don't fight." "As a young man of the motherland, Agu is very conscious and does not do anything that is not beneficial.

"Mortals are mortals, and if you have the same skills, you won't dare to fight, so I'll come. ”

Someone came out again, a beautiful beautiful man: "I am Gao Shaoqi, ancestor Gao Ke." The handsome face picked up a sarcastic smile: "I only have 9 years of skill, and I am weaker than you, do you want to fight me?"

Agu was stunned, another 36 Tiangang? What about your Tiangang party? I opened my phone and looked for it, Gao Shaoqi had it, and the reward was not low, it was 3 points, but he shook his head and said very firmly: "Don't fight." ”

The crowd is excited, just like everyone is playing cards, you win a handful and run away with money, do you play like this? Gao Shaoqi took a step forward and was aggressive: "Don't you dare? Mortals are mortals, and there is no interest! If you don't play today, you can learn to bark twice, shouting loudly that mortals are no better than our fairy descendants, they are wastes, they are pigs!"

Someone quietly took two steps back, disdainful of being in the company of such people.

There are also people who shout and bully?

Agu smiled and shook his head: "Actually, I'm a pacifist, and it's good to fight once a day." He walked out: "Gao Shaoqi, okay, it's you tomorrow, if anyone is not convinced, sign up as soon as possible the day after tomorrow." Let's have one a day, as a pastime. ”

Blown up, blown up, blown up! Say important things three times! They are all descendants of immortals, who has been so underestimated? As a pastime? Are they only worthy of being a pastime?

Someone clicked and grinded his teeth: "I'll come the day after tomorrow, don't rob me!"

"I'm the day after tomorrow!"

"I'm the day after tomorrow!"

As soon as he went out, Agu was immediately happy, fight, grab, I like your simple stupid appearance, the opposite side is the fairy Houyi, born to oppose his camp, okay? If he fights a few a day, it's better to say if he loses, if he wins, you will be a heads-up with the rules?

But this time must be, one a day, and he wants to fight in a group? At least it will be after he has earned enough merit, well, I will talk about it later, God knows who had more people at that time? Agu looked up at the sky at a 45° angle, and a sense of superiority in IQ spontaneously arose.

"Invincible, how lonely, invincible, how empty..."

There was a penetrating singing voice outside, and the descendants of the gods were suddenly silent, as if they had knocked over the five-flavor bottle in their hearts, and a thousand words converged into one sentence: "You are a girl!"