The instructor of the lecture has not yet arrived, but an acquaintance has come. Zeng Xiaoren looked at Yue Qiaoqiao who came into the door in surprise www.biquge.info he didn't expect that he would become this little girl's classmate.

And Yue Qiaoqiao walked to him when she entered the door, and sat directly next to her, and the two became the same table! Because of the previous incident of Yue Qiaoqiao sucking his blood, Zeng Xiaoren has not bothered to take care of her until now, but it does not mean that other people are too.

As soon as Yue Qiaoqiao entered the door, the noise in the classroom became noticeably louder. She wore a slim-fitting nun gown, revealing two lotus arms. Naturally, there is nothing to say about the figure, she and her sister are both the kind of perfectly proportioned, shapely figures before and after.

However, in comparison, Yueru's figure is a little plumper, simply put, her breasts are bigger. But Yue Qiaoqiao's figure looks even sexier, especially a pair of long legs, which makes people reverie.

"What a beautiful girl!" someone in the classroom exclaimed, "Completely crush those female anchors who sell meat on the Phantom Internet!"

"What kind of vision do you have!" the person next to him said disdainfully, "This girl is much purer than them, I think she can definitely be rated as the school flower of our Guizang City Cultivation University!"

"I want to be a classmate with her for a few years, and I'm a little excited!"

Except for their strength, there is not much difference in personality between ordinary people and cultivators. Bloodline cultivators are equally fond of money and beautiful women, but they are more demanding.

"Brother Gong, what do you think of that girl?" In one of the classrooms, a demon boy asked his tablemate next to him with an obscene expression.

The person he called Brother Gong also looked at Yue Qiaoqiao, and his eyes stayed on Yue Qiaoqiao's white thighs. Yue Qiaoqiao's willow eyebrows straightened, and she glared at him demonstratively.

Gong Qing suddenly smiled and said to the person next to him: "A temperamental chick, and she looks good, I like this!"

"Brother Gong, are you going to attack her?" asked the demon boy next to him.

"Nonsense!" Gong Qing scolded, "I can guarantee that this girl can be ranked in the top three in the entire cultivation university, if I don't hurry up, those famous playboys in the school will have to start." ”

"Their strength and background are too strong, even if my father is the owner of the Guizang City Hotel, he can't compare to them. ”

The demon clan boy said enviously: "Brother Gong, don't mention them, you can be regarded as a famous son in Guizang City." I look at this chick, I'm going to be taken down by you soon. ”

Gong Qing laughed and said: "Of course, I, Gong Qing, make a move, and some run? Guizi, seeing that the kid next to the chick is not, you go, let him give up his seat, I want to sit there, and talk to that chick about life casually." ”

The turtle is the nickname of the demon boy, he is the bloodline of the iron armored turtle, his name is Wu Qian, and he is the house slave of the Gong Qing family.

Like Gong Qingzhong, it is not uncommon for a rich child to take a slave when he goes to school. No matter what the force is, there is a support for private soldiers or a cultivation of power. Even though Gong Qing's Guizang City Hotel is famous for its chefs who use different fires, his family has also cultivated a group of fighters, and Wu Qian is one of them

"Hey, boy, you sit over there. Wu Qian slapped Zeng Xiaoren's table.

Zeng Xiaoren was practicing with his eyes closed, and he had never been willing to waste a little time. Now that he was suddenly interrupted, he asked with some displeasure, "Is there a rule for this seat that is yours?"

"No, but Brother Gong wants to change seats with you, you hurry up!" Wu Qian scolded, "You are a human race, it's good if I didn't let you stand." If it were someone else, maybe he would have been more polite, but he noticed that Zeng Xiaoren was of human blood, so his attitude became bad.

Because of his bloodline, Zeng Xiaoren was not less discriminated against. The mountain and sea world cultivates the power of bloodline, so bloodline discrimination is quite serious. The inheritance is strong, and of course looks down on the inheritance of the weak.

Among them, the Terran bloodline, which is considered useless, is even more looked down upon. Otherwise, things like blood needles wouldn't be so popular in the world of mountains and seas.

"No, I don't change. Zeng Xiaoren's answer was simple and straightforward. He will not be polite to others if he is not polite.

"Hey, you kid doesn't know how to lift?" Wu Qian said, "You're not a native of Zang City, do you know that it's easy for Brother Gong to make a whole person." ”

"It's my business. Zeng Xiaoren snorted coldly.

Wu Qian saw that he was so arrogant, and he was about to teach him a lesson. Zeng Xiaoren said again: "What, you want to do it in the classroom?" His words reminded Wu Qian, the school rules of the cultivation university are not something that can be violated casually, and the combat effectiveness of the teachers in the school-level department is not ordinarily strong, and cleaning them up is like cleaning up a little chicken.

"Turtle, come back. Gong Qing shouted.

"You wait for me. Wu Qian dropped a cruel word and returned to Gong Qing's side.

"Brother Gong, that kid doesn't agree. ”

Gong Qing smiled: "Don't worry. There are a lot of hillbillies who don't know me, so I'll start class right away, don't make trouble. When class ends, you know what to do, right?"

Wu condensed into understanding that he was Gong Qing's house slave, that is, his thug. Those who have been taught are not thousands, but hundreds.

"Brother Gong, don't worry about picking up girls, and I'll take care of the rest. ”

It's officially class, and the teacher in charge is a seven-star general, and he flies into the classroom with a flying sword. The whole classroom fell silent, and he didn't say any nonsense and went straight to lecturing.

The necessary things were all in the jade slips, and he didn't need to waste time. As for studying, those who can come to the cultivation university are not the cultivation elites. Even people like Gong Qing are serious about listening to classes.

Arrogance comes from strength. Everyone understands this.

The knowledge taught by this teacher is simple to understand, and there are many things that Zeng Xiaoren has never paid attention to before. While listening to the lectures, he practiced the "Xihuang Heart Sutra" in his body, and sure enough, he found that the efficiency of his practice had been significantly improved.

It seems that the decision to come to the cultivation university is really right, Zeng Xiaoren's eyes are happy, this is only a basic course, I don't know what useful knowledge can be learned in the professional courses of those universities in the future.

Each class lasts the whole morning, and an hour is set aside for students to interact with each other or ask questions to the teacher.

When it was time to communicate, Zeng Xiaoren was very embarrassed. The classmates were happily discussing, but no one paid any attention to him.

Hetu said, "See, this is just a school, and if you were somewhere else, you would have been treated coldly worse than you are now." ”

Zeng Xiaoren sighed slightly in his heart, but he was not surprised. In the past few years, he has not always come over like this. When his parents were alive, they always persuaded him to take blood injections. Later, I went to find a job, to a medical center, to a blood dojo, to a physician's association. Anyone who sees him will look down on him, and his bloodline is synonymous with humility and lowliness in the eyes of others.

On the other hand, Yue Qiaoqiao next to her was surrounded by a large group of people. The young men of the witch clan and the demon clan all came up to her and asked questions.

"What's your name, this beauty?"

"I'm He Liancheng, are you interested in discussing spiritual issues?"

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Yue Qiaoqiao smiled politely, "No need, I don't have any problems." "She doesn't want to deal with anyone, on the one hand, these people seem to be discussing, but the actual harassment is a problem. On the other hand, she didn't feel that these people were qualified to discuss issues with her.

In terms of cultivation, Yue Qiaoqiao is a well-known genius in Qicheng, otherwise she would not have been directly admitted to the cultivation university. If it weren't for the fact that her elf rabbit bloodline was judged to be weak in combat, she would have entered the bloodline class now.

"Your name is Yue Qiaoqiao, right, I'm Gong Qing. Gong Qing asked Wu Qian to squeeze people away and come up by himself. With a smile on his face, he said to Yue Qiaoqiao: "If you don't understand anything, just ask me, although my strength is not very high, I also have a one-star general, and I am about to break through to a two-star warlord." ”

In the sixth class, almost all of them are high-level bloodline warriors, and there are only two general students, one is Gong Qing, and the other is Yue Qiaoqiao.

Hearing that he was a general, the eyes of the surrounding classmates couldn't help but respect him. There is a hurdle between bloodline warriors and generals, and it often takes half a year or even a year for these students to break through.

And Gong Qing is now about to sprint to two stars, which is enough to show that he is far superior to these classmates in terms of cultivation.

Gong Qing is strong, and his face is also good. But Yue Qiaoqiao still didn't want to deal with him much, and this feeling didn't need any reason. She stepped out of her seat, came to Zeng Xiaoren's side, and asked cautiously, "Zeng Xiaoren, I have a question, can I ask you?"

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned. What's going on? The goddess ignored them, and went to ask a Terran boy who no one cared about! Just kidding, what could that kid understand?

In their opinion, it was a great blessing for this kid to be able to go to university. The average human race is the lowliest group of coolies in the city, doing the lowest work, eating and waiting for death.

Gong Qing showed a trace of coldness on his face, this chick was too unappreciative, she went to find that human race, it must have been to escape from her own people. The other people's thoughts were the same as his, Yue Qiaoqiao avoided them, and of course they couldn't continue to go up and harass them. After all, the teacher is still in the classroom.

"This kid is really lucky. Someone whispered.

Zeng Xiaoren looked at Yue Qiaoqiao, his face was expressionless, and he said in a cold tone: "No." ”

As soon as his voice fell, the classmates who were about to return to their seats shook their bodies and turned back in unison.

"Uncle, this kid is a pig, right?" said a witch in disbelief, "If it were me, I would definitely agree!"

"What's wrong with pigs? Pigs also like beautiful women, and pigs are also very strong!" said a young man with pig demon blood next to him.

"This kid is quite self-aware, and he will be taught too badly. Gong Qing said to Wu Qian.

In the face of Zeng Xiaoren's refusal, Yue Qiaoqiao not only did not get angry, but said with an aggrieved face: "I didn't mean to, why can't you help me?"

She was referring to the incident of sucking Zeng Xiaoren's blood, and as for the request, of course she was sincere. Zeng Xiaoren has lived with her for so long, and she and her sister know some of Zeng Xiaoren's skills.

Not only is the medical skills amazing, but the speed of cultivation is also a thousand miles a day. In just two months, he had reached the peak of a high-level bloodline warrior. Yue Qiaoqiao usually boasts of being a genius, but she is not enough to see in front of Zeng Xiaoren.

She had long believed in her heart that Zeng Xiaoren was the inheritor of the human race, different from other "people". His knowledge is enough to be amazing. Not to mention anything else, under Yueru's guidance, her cultivation has also improved by leaps and bounds.

Yue Qiaoqiao saw it in her eyes, as a cultivator, she had long wanted to ask Zeng Xiaoren for advice.