Hearing such a confident answer, Hilton slipped his pipe into his pocket and left satisfied. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Dean, don't you feel hot when you put your piping hot pipe in your pocket?" Ling Feng shouted to the hurried Hilton, kindly reminding.

As soon as Hilton stepped out of the door with his front foot, he immediately turned his heels, turned around and glared at Ling Feng and said, "Stinky boy, why didn't you remind me earlier?"

Ling Feng said helplessly: "I also want to remind the dean of you, but the dean, you have already inserted your exquisite pipe into your pocket!"

"Look, Dean, I said that until now, your pipe has not been taken out of your pocket, is it really not hot at all?" Ling Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing a harmless smile from humans and animals. But my heart is already happy, and the taste of being burned by my own pipe is not comfortable at all!

When Hilton heard Ling Feng's words, he immediately took out the pipe in his pocket again, put it in his mouth, and said calmly: "How can such a smart person as the dean be burned!" smiled, but in Ling Feng's opinion, Hilton's smile was full of bitter charm.

"Students, come on, don't live up to your expectations of Teacher Qiao!" Hilton raised his hand to the students, and hurried away with one hand on his burned thigh. The face is slightly painful.

Ling Feng thought to himself, Dean, you are also a person who wants to die to save face, and the Dean told you not to look down on me, and now I have finally been hurt by me! Wow, Ling Feng felt that Hilton had not been optimistic about himself, not that he thought, but in fact it was so.

Hilton didn't plan to include Ling Feng in his academy at all, and Hilton didn't look down on Ling Feng but had other reasons.

"Hey, master! You are really very wicked! It is very impolite to play with the elderly! This is a deep violation of the virtue of respecting the old and loving the young! Hey, I didn't expect my master to have such a bad taste!" the little devil kept smacking his tongue.

Ling Feng glanced at the little devil and said, "Little devil, you guy is worse than me, and what you say is sanctimonious, but why do you think I'm laughing!"

The little devil was indeed holding back a laugh, and when Ling Feng said this, he couldn't hold back any longer, and laughed out loud: "Master, how do you know that I am laughing, you must know that you humans don't know what humans think!"

The little devil sat on Ling Feng's hair again, biting Ling Feng's hair in his mouth. Ling Feng's eyes rolled upwards vigorously, but he still didn't see the figure of the little devil: "Little devil, why can't you fly on my shoulder like a little angel, why do you always sit on my head!" I always feel that you are treating me as a toilet, and your uncle is not using the toilet!"

Ling Feng didn't answer the little devil's question, but asked the little devil a question.

The little devil's body rested on the side of Ling Feng's head, and the posture was extremely elegant, elegant like a noblewoman.

The little devil asked rhetorically, "No, I have already answered your question, master, so now you should tell my master, master, why do you know that I want to laugh?"

Ling Feng thought for a moment and said, "Why, because I am a human being, you have to know that human beings speculate on everything that is in other people's hearts. ”

"Is it that simple?" the little devil asked.

"Yes, it's that simple!" Ling Feng said without hesitation, "Little devil, sometimes simple questions don't always be too complicated!

The little devil suddenly ripped off one of Ling Feng's hair and said, "Xiaosheng has been taught! Xiaosheng knows!"

"Okay, your uncle's little devil, you can pull my hair properly, next time I go to the Spirit Realm, I will tear off your wings and eat them as Orleans roasted wings!" Ling Feng said. "No reason, interest, master, why do you always think about complicated problems, okay?"

"Get out!" Ling Feng said with a gloomy face, "I have already answered your question?" Why do you always like to sit on my head, can't you sit on my shoulder like a little angel! You guy has no manners at all!"

"It's ......... easy"

"It's simple, your sister, it's not simple at all! You still use simplicity as a reason!" Ling Feng said with a blank eye.

"Ding" The little devil ripped off one of Ling Feng's hair and said, "Master, let me ask you! What gender is the little angel, and I am gender?"

"If you didn't guess wrong, you are male, and the little angel is female!" Ling Feng said deliberately. "Master, what do you mean by this, you have a strong kind of sexism! What do you mean that I am male!" the little devil pulled another hair, and the torn hair was wrapped around his hand, the little devil's hand was very small, but Ling Feng's hair was very long, so Ling Feng's hair was a black mass in the little devil's hand.

"Your uncle, you pull my hair again, be careful that I'm in a hurry with you!" Ling Feng said.

"Okay, okay, I won't tease my master, I'm a man, and men always want to be above other people's heads and trample people under their feet, so I always like to sit on your head master, I want to step on your feet, master?"

"Damn, it turns out that you guys still have such ambitions! I really didn't see it!" Ling Feng said sarcastically.

"I don't see it, that's right, how can you see the mind of the spirit weapon so easily!" the little devil said with a push.

"But little devil, you can't kill all men with a stick! People like me don't want to be above other people's heads! I just want to honestly chase dramas, watch comics, and be my dead house. Riding on someone else's head is this kind of thing, let other male protagonists with hero settings do it! I'm not suitable!"

It's not up to you to decide whether it's suitable or not, and it's not up to you to decide whether you want to do it or not. People are very helpless, if everyone wants to do what they like to do, then there will be a difference between people in this world? People are sometimes really helpless, the master knows this point better than me. The little devil said. The little devil thinks to himself, you just pretend! Pretend hard, you are so strong, one day it will come to the point where you have to pretend to be forced, you are all very helpless, this is very protagonist, more in line with the master's setting.........

"Okay, okay! stop talking nonsense, you talk a lot. Then tell me why the little angel did this? Is it because it is a female setting? Because women should be overridden by others? Little devil? You must know that Wu Zetian is also a woman. Women's ambitions are also immeasurable!" Ling Feng asked.

"No, master, do you know the power of the little angel!"

"You know, what's the matter, this has nothing to do with this problem!" said the second monk Ling Feng confusedly.

"The little angel is very capable! just like you call him, completely an angel!"

"I know this, I already know! and I have seen the true angelic form of the little angel!" Ling Feng called the little angel at that time, and that kind of little angel was the real little angel in Ling Feng's heart, not an angel.

"Damn, the little angel has already let the master see the true angel form you are talking about!" the little devil said angrily, his words containing a strong sense of vinegar. "Master, do you want to see my true demon form!" the little devil put on a flattering smile to curry favor with Ling Feng.

Ling Feng thought for a moment and said, "No, your bastard form will definitely scare me to death! You just look at the way I look at you, I don't want to know your true demonic form!"

The little devil raised his hand and poked his fingers at Ling Feng's eyes, Ling Feng was not stupid, who would stand stupidly and let the little devil poke himself, Ling Feng hurriedly covered his eyes with both hands. "Master, scare you, how could I be willing to poke my master's eyes blind!" said the little devil with his hands pinching his waist and puffing out his cheeks.

"Fart, you must be lying to me, you little bastard must be trying to poke me hard when I let go! I don't know what you're thinking, but I can probably guess it!" Ling Feng said. "Quick, let go, I'm going to stab you, stab you!" said the little devil angrily.

"Haha, what's wrong with you guy, then I'm out of line! Come on, hurry up, I just don't let go or I don't like what you can do with me?" Ling Feng said with a shake of his head.

Seeing this scene, Xiu said, "Look how happy Ling Feng is, how harmonious he is with his own spiritual weapon!" Although he can't see the form of the little demon, he can find out that the relationship between Ling Feng and his spiritual weapon must be very harmonious!

Ling Feng glared at Xiu fiercely through the seam of his hand.

"Master, you are really a cunning old fox, you don't let go of your hand when you finish speaking!" "You are not a good thing to each other!" Ling Feng said.

"Master, do you know why the little angel likes to sit on your shoulder? Do you want to know!" the little devil teased Ling Feng. "Are you waiting for me to get in, or you've already buried a hole ready for me to jump into!" he said, but put his hand down.

The little devil leaned close to Ling Feng's ear and said softly: "Master, you are so stupid! Because the little angel likes you! What girl doesn't like to look at the side face of her beloved, and your shoulder is the best angle for the little angel to see your side face!" "Little devil, you are very bloody." Even if it's true, but when it comes out of your mouth, I feel like a dog's mouth can't spit out the charm of ivory, and it has changed its taste!"

The little devil rushed towards Ling Feng with a "hula", and his two hands were about to poke Ling Feng's eyes, the little devil had already calculated his strength, and he would not poke Ling Feng's eyes blindly, at most it would hurt very much.

Ling Feng watched the little devil's hands attack him, and he wanted to dodge but couldn't dodge.

"Damn, those who have wings fly fast!" This was Ling Feng's last "last words".