The lonely mountain in front of him was not high, and he walked up the stone steps quickly, about two hundred meters, and Meng Fan came to the building complex.

And it is said that it is a school, and after most of the day's transformation, there is a trace of the charm of the place where the silk people cultivate.

It can only be said that the power of money can work miracles.

"Hey, hey, hey, hurry up!"

"I've climbed up with a sick number."

"Hey, it's useless!"

Dasha wrapped a bandage in his left hand and shouted at the bottom of the mountain, and his angry appearance made the police officers helpless.

Chen Jiaju put his arm on Meng Fan's shoulders and said helplessly:

"Inspector, what the hell is this guy all about?"

"Lost criminals."

"......" Chen Jiaju.

Although people should be modest, Chen Jiaju does feel that he is very capable of fighting, and his physical qualities are far beyond ordinary people.

But even so, he climbed nearly eight hundred stone steps in one go, and he had to adjust it.

How can you shout so vigorously?

In fact, since practicing the Mystic Body Forging Technique, Dasha has not only eaten a lot of food and strength, but also has a louder voice, as if he has his own megaphone, and now, the whole mountain echoes with the three shouts just now.

For a moment, Meng Fan thought of a certain lyric in Peking Opera: When the head of the Yang Bridge roared, drinking the bridge water and flowing backwards.

Dasha continues to practice, I'm afraid that he can't really turn the romance into reality, in the past, Zhang Huanhou roared to retreat from Cao's army of millions, and then there were countless ghosts who roared to death.

Halfway up the mountain, a little lower.

The employees of Jane's Investment Company were all out of breath, and Bangladesh was struggling to stride and gasp for breath:

"This guy is an animal."

"Leave him alone, those trained officers can barely keep up, let alone us."

"Uh-huh, that makes sense."

A group of clerks who had lived in the office for a long time and did not move all day comforted each other, and it was the first time they had seen such a "barbarian" as Dasha.

Even Master Mei couldn't help but wonder, who was beaten like this by such a fierce man?

However, she has always been at odds with her senior brother, so she naturally didn't want to drop down to ask the reason, but she just glanced to her side and said coldly:

"Hey, for the sake of fairness, after entering the formal training link, your two apprentices who have already been granted the Dao, and the stupid big ones will not participate in the competition."

"This is natural, I Zhong Moumou has been bright and fair all my life, and I have never taken advantage of women, and I will make it clear in public later, Afan, Ji Zai, and Dasha are not in the ranks."

Speaking of this, Zhong Fabai also glanced at Master Mei, and asked, "What about the girl who was born in the Ten Spirit Hour and Ten Spirit Day?" ”

"Hmph, I'm definitely not going to do anything that doesn't win, she's the same as your two precious apprentices."

"Don't look unconvinced, it's obvious that you earned it, okay?

I don't know how high my family's talent is, he is full of merit, and Ji Zai is not bad, if he is counted, no matter how suitable the girl named Ah Yun is for cultivation, she can't compare to the two of them. ”

"Hehe, the previous agreement is null and void! Re-compare. ”

Between the words, the smell of gunpowder is full.

The master, who is relatively taciturn on weekdays, has completely lost his bearing.

Master Mei, who looks more reserved, is the same, and he no longer has the fluttering atmosphere that a female crown should have.

It's a pity that Kim McKee followed his senior brother and Dasha to the top first, and he couldn't see the fun.

Who would have thought that such a serious master in the past would also quarrel with others and be angry?

Suddenly, Zhong Fabai looked away, as if he didn't want to see the same knowledge as his junior sister, and said to himself:

"God has eyes, I thought I would die alone with my ability, but I found good apprentices, and they are all good children who respect their teachers."

"Afan, the big disciple, has no choice in terms of fortune, heart, and talent......"

Listening to the smugness in her senior brother's tone, Mei Daogu was upset, but she couldn't refute it, she couldn't talk nonsense with her eyes open, right?

Meng Fan is a calm person, and his cultivation and merits can't be concealed from the eyes of the masters, the foundation is called a solid one, and the light spirit in the body is flowing back and forth, endlessly, and the merits are also eye-catching.

Jin McKee is a little worse, but it is far beyond the ordinary, and among those who are suitable for cultivation, he is a middle-class talent.

Moreover, Jin Maiji's eyes when he looked at Zhong Fabai, the master, and his respectful and respectful attitude made Mei Daogu extremely envious.

Especially the moment when he waved his hand and shouted at the master from afar, it really made people want to replace him.

Why is the senior brother so weird-tempered, and he can still receive a good apprentice?

Mei Daogu was really puzzled.

Next to him, by showing off his beloved apprentice, Zhong Fabai, who won the first game, was in a good mood and walked with the wind.

About half an hour.

The group finally gathered on the playground.

The male staff member stands on the right, wearing a white practice uniform.

The female staff member stands on the left, wearing a pink practice uniform.

The distinction is clear.

The police officers, under the leadership of Meng Fan, stood on Zhong Fabai's side, this strange scene made Chen Jiaju a little unbearable, and he dared to look to the side and said, "Master Mei......"

But before the words were spoken, Junru's cousin Lao Wu interrupted him:

"Hey, hey, I warn you men, don't think about those immoral things in your head, go over there and stir up gay yourself."

"Phew! Even if you don't wear anything, we're not rare. Charlie Cao stretched out his fingers and sneered at each other.

As soon as the words fell, Master Mei pinched the magic trick and drew a straight golden line on the ground.

"Don't talk too much, as long as one person crosses the line, he will be caught by the horse ghost and become a horse."

Hearing this, Zhong Fabai was not to be outdone, and drew a straight white line on the ground.

"As long as a woman crosses the line, she will be caught by a chicken ghost and become a chicken."

As bystanders, the police officers who were forced to get involved in this nonsensical struggle sighed helplessly.

His gaze fell on Meng Fan and Jin McKee.

Subconsciously, Jin Maiji stepped back, and the master was angry when he saw it, who dared to go up and persuade him?

"......" Meng Fan was silent.

Is it necessary to make the relationship so stiff?

To be honest, the master is such a rational person, but now he is also messing around with male and female managers.

Two lines away, Jian Meizhi looked at Meng Fan, puffed out her mouth, shrugged her shoulders, and gave a helpless expression.

"It doesn't matter, we can kiss the girl through fantasies......"

At this time, in the ranks of male staff, an obscene voice came.

"It's so fragrant, it's so soft, it's so warm, it's so sweet."

"It's so comfortable~"

Causes must have results.

Meng Fan and the other police officers watched the female staff go away, and finally understood the girls in their hearts.

"Be serious!"

The master walked between the two groups of people and said in a deep voice:

"If you cross the line and turn into horses, then I can't save you, now come with me and go to the classroom over there to practice the ghost avoidance spell."

Ghost Warding Spells?

Meng Fan raised his eyebrows.

It was the first time he had heard of the ghost avoidance spell, but he knew how to prevent ghosts from Maoshan Mountain, which had many advantages:

The consumption is small and the effect is large, which can effectively distinguish between humans and ghosts, after all, the spell has already made the effect very clear.

[People come to separate heavy paper, ghosts come to the next mountain]