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"That...... Teacher, do you think that teenager will join our academy" Chibon Yukizakura stood up and said to Qiao Shi blankly.

The pair of eyes under the chestnut hair seemed to be very eager for the arrival of that teenager, wouldn't joining this academy not have to worry about survival anymore?

Qiao Shirt turned around on the podium, from time to time with his index finger against the glasses without lenses, Qiao Shirt's heart was also very unconfident, the moment Qiao Shirt put Parker down with one move, the young man's eyes were full of stubbornness and unwillingness.

"The teacher doesn't know either?" Qiao Shi paused, picked out his long red hair, and said seriously: "It is possible to come, or it is possible not to come." "Really?" replied Senbon Yukizakura with some disappointment.

"If that stinky boy dares to come, I'll beat him down. The spiritual weapon in the cultivator's hand, "Ba No", spun up and said angrily.

It was the first time that Xiu was picked by someone else, not to mention that the other party was still a commoner, a pariah among commoners, and he was a nobleman, a polite nobleman. The aristocracy was defeated at the hands of the untouchables. The anger in my heart can be imagined. It's like a ragged beggar throwing a lot of money in your face, but you're a billionaire.

"Stinky little ghost, have you forgotten that there are no weapons allowed in the academy? if you do come, if you fight with someone else, be careful of being expelled from that old fellow by Hilton. Qiao Shirt reminded. Xiu's long face suddenly stretched longer. Xiu forgot that his father's academy was forbidden to fight, and as the son of Norman Hilton, he was no exception, and Xiu's full name was Xiu Shiman Hilton. It's the only son of the old man Hilton, although it's the only son, but his father, who only smokes a pipe all day long, is very strict with him, and he pretends not to know him in the academy, the Hilton family is a prominent nobleman in the Karthos Empire, but now it's like this declining academy, and his family is gradually declining, but the empire has not regained the title of nobleman.

So this guy is still a nobleman, but when he enters Hilton Academy, he is just a student, no different from others. Fred is his servant, and he belongs to the kind of particularly obedient category, and he will not dare to go to the east Fred to break off, and he will definitely not go west.

Xiu's identity is only known to Xiu himself, and Fred as a servant. Others didn't know at all, even the teacher in front of him, Qiao Xian didn't know.

"I'm just talking, teacher, how could I do such a stupid thing. Xiu waved his hand and said with a smile, "But will he come or not!"

"I don't know. Qiao said.

"Will definitely come. Ling Feng got up from the table and said weakly. "Oh, how can the little imp Ling Feng be so sure that he will definitely come. Qiao asked puzzled. I said it casually. Ling Feng grinned. The serious expression just now disappeared in an instant. Qiao Shan thought that this stupid boy would say a deep insight, but it turned out that Qiao Shan thought too much.

Everyone had petrified expressions on their faces, and Xiu even shook his eyebrows.

The reason why Ling Feng dared to be so sure that guy would definitely come was because a person who was not even afraid of death had nothing to fear. The battle of the Colosseum made this ignorant middle school sick boy gradually understand the cruelty of this world, or he has fully understood the world in his heart, but Ling Feng is still unwilling to accept it, Ling Feng is still a blank paper, and there is already black ink on this white paper, so he almost overturned the inkwell and completely stained this white paper.

Ling Feng's current life is the kind of life that has to be lived, even a bit mediocre. But whose life is not mediocre, whose life is extraordinary.

"Master, why didn't you just say what you wanted in your heart, so that your teacher could be impressed by you. The little devil had a treacherous smile on his face. "Fuck you, why are you little bastard teasing me for nothing!" Ling Feng said angrily, "Do you still think of me as your master?" Ling Feng knew that the little devil was teasing him, and the little devil was pursing his lips and snickering at this time. The cheap appearance of the little thing is getting more and more annoying. "Yes, why not, I haven't always called you master? As a spiritual weapon, I have my duty. The little devil kept flapping his wings and dangling in front of Ling Feng, "It's that you still don't have the true colors you should have as the master of the spirit weapon, and your awakening level is still not enough! The little devil began to give Ling Feng a thought lesson again, "Master, I don't even know what to say about you, do you still want to be a peerless hero, my master shouldn't be an unmotivated trash!"

Ling Feng lay on the desk again, covering his ears with his hands, he didn't want to listen to the little devil's nagging, once this little devil started to eat Xuanmai, he couldn't stop at all, Ling Feng didn't want to listen to his nagging, the more the little devil saw that Ling Feng didn't want to listen, the happier he was in his heart, the spirit weapon teasing his master, it was really a happy thing. The little devil can be used to show off to the little angel again.

"Master, master, why are you so useless, why do you never dare to say what you think in your heart, you are a garbage master, your spiritual weapon is so strong, but master, you are so weak, and you don't have a heart to become stronger. Master, I really don't know what to say about you, why are you so waste, not scrap materials, at least waste materials have a desire to counterattack, but you, master, I don't know what to say............ ............"

The little devil kept flapping his wings and swaying in front of Ling Feng, his mouth kept whispering.

Ling Feng's hand kept scratching his hair, and he was told that it was very painful by the little devil, and Ling Feng didn't know which life he had offended this little devil and asked him to torture himself so much in this other world.

The initial form of the spiritual weapon can only be seen by one's own master, but if one's master's aura is strong enough, others can also see the form of the spiritual weapon, the most primitive form. There are two forms of spiritual weapons, one is the human form, that is, the initial form, just like the little demon, and the other is the combat form, that is, the material form, but once the combat form is determined, it cannot be changed.

The little devil's ability to copy other people's spiritual weapons is very special, just like Ling Feng's heart.

But the advancement of the aura was not so easy, but this little devil knew all this Ling Feng didn't know, and the little devil didn't plan to tell Ling Feng.

"Get out!" Ling Feng roared, "Go back to the Spirit Realm for Lao Tzu!"

As soon as the master's order was issued, the little demon obediently returned to the spirit realm. "Little devil, have you been scolded by your master again?" the little angel scoffed. "Go away, when will your abilities be used. The little devil asked. "I don't know, let's use it when I can!"

Ling Feng's ears were finally quiet, and he finally sent away the little devil's plague god. I don't want to listen to him lecture on ideology anymore.

But Ling Feng's word "roll" shouted out a voice, so the others were very strange.