Lin Yukuo stretched out his hand to take the tea handed over by the servant next to him, and took a sip gently: "Today's person is called Jiang Ci?" ”

"You've heard that, too? The old man was here just now, so I didn't speak, this Jiang Ci, the future is limitless, his talent is probably higher than yours, and I even think it can be compared to the female demon Dansheng thousands of years ago. ”

Fang Jin sighed.

Although the female demon Dansheng is punished by everyone.

However, in the hearts of their practitioners, it is an unattainable existence.

In her twenties, she broke through the realm of the Great Heaven and became a talented girl on the first day of the Qilin Continent, and no one has surpassed her so far.

The teacup in Lin Yukuo's hand fell to the ground suddenly, and it fell to pieces.

"What's wrong?" Fang Jin looked at him inexplicably.

Lin Yukuo shook his head and evoked a faint smile: "Don't insult Dansheng, a woman who has just entered the ground level, how can she compare?" ”

Fang Jin realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he had to nod his head along with his meaning.

This Lin Yukuo is very strange, and the people in the whole world know that he regards the female devil as a person to worship, as long as anyone says a bad word about the female devil, he can be regarded as a thorn in the flesh.

However, it is understandable.

After all, the female devil was a talented girl on the first day, and Lin Yukuo must have regarded her as a target.

"I still have some things, let's go first."

Lin Yukuo talked to Fang Jin for a few more words, and then left, the dark color in his eyes sank, revealing a terrifying look of yin owl.

Jiang Ci's evening class was taught by Lin Yukuo alone.

She was very reluctant.

"Dead white-eyed wolf, phew!"

Jiang Ci took a mouthful of spit and spat on the ground.

She has always been very confident in her way of seeing people, but she didn't expect to take this wrong step.

"Jiang Jiang, why are you still here, not going to class?"

Yan Qingqing walked out with a limp.

She had run several laps today, and her leg was in pain, and she bared her teeth as she walked.

"Go, why don't you go, I'll go in a while."

Jiang Ci gritted the back socket.

His grandmother's, anyway, sooner or later, she couldn't hide, so she went to Lin Yukuo's yard.

It's just that she didn't expect that as soon as she walked on the road, she was tightly clasped by a pair of big hands and dragged her to the side at once.

Jiang Ci was startled, directly summoned Hualongchuan, held it in his hand, and was just about to stab it with a sword, when he heard a voice full of magnetism: "Ah Ci, long time no see." ”

Jiang Ci was stunned, the Hualongchuan in his hand was only a thin coat from the man's chest, and a sharp gaze shot fiercely at the man's mask.

"Let go of me!"

She lifted her arm and slammed her elbow into the masked man's chest, looking disgusted.

Chu Mianzhou didn't laugh angrily, then hugged her waist, leaned his head over, sprayed the hot breath on Jiang Ci's ears, and laughed softly: "Ah Ci really has me in his heart." ”

Deliberately replaced the sword with an arm, just for fear of hurting him, right?

Ah Ci is really well-intentioned!

"You're sick in the brain, aren't you?" Jiang Ci glared at him, pushed him away, and then pointed his long sword at his neck: "Don't come here, come over again, don't blame the sword for not having long eyes." ”

"But it's just that, Ah Ci, we're here for a long time." Chu Mianzhou smiled slyly and looked at Jiang Ci.

Jiang Ci couldn't understand what he was saying, and rolled his eyes heavily.

This person may really have a problem with his brain.

"I don't care how you got in, don't show up in front of me in the future."

Jiang Ci glared at him and left directly.

Chu Mianzhou picked his chin proudly in the back.

He had read it in the book, and the woman said that if she didn't want it, she wanted it.

Ah Ci said not to appear in front of her, that is, he wanted him to appear in front of her every day.

Ah Ci really likes him.

Since this is the case, Yun Qi has to think of a way, and he has to appear in this world pavilion openly.

Otherwise, what if someone else takes advantage of it?

That's right, he's talking about the dead white-eyed wolf!

As soon as he thought of Lin Yukuo, Chu Mianzhou's eyes were full of killing intent.

If he hadn't killed him, he would have changed Ah Ci's life, and he would have killed that waste thing a long time ago, so that he would never be able to live beyond life and fall into hell forever.

Jiang Ci was delayed by Chu Mianzhou on the road, and he was already late when he rushed over.

Lin Yukuo sat on the stone table, with his back to her, with a slight anger in his voice: "You don't need to take today's class, I don't need a disciple who has no concept of time." ”

"Oh, then I'm leaving."

Jiang Ci was not prepared to get used to him at all, so he turned his head and left.

Isn't it just late?

How many times were you late back then, and did the old lady say anything? Dead white-eyed wolf?

Wait for the old lady! When the old lady's strength recovers, the first person to be slaughtered is you, a bastard.

The purpose of her coming to the Tianxia Pavilion was to kill Lin Yukuo again, and it was best not to let her seize the opportunity.

As soon as she turned and walked to the door, she was pulled back by a strong force.

Lin Yukuo released a stream of spiritual power, restrained Jiang Ci, and slammed her to the ground.

Jiang Ci gasped in pain and looked at Lin Yukuo viciously.

"You remember, there is no one in my place who can be called a genius except her, don't be delusional about comparing yourself to her, you are not worthy."

Lin Yukuo looked at Jiang Ci condescendingly, his thin lips moved lightly, and his eyes were full of coolness and disgust.

Jiang Ci twisted his eyebrows and looked at him: "You also have a brain disease?" ”

Who's better than whom?

Who is she?

Sick isn't it?

First came a masked man, and then a Lin Yukuo.

Can you not go crazy in front of her?

"Get up and kneel for two hours." Lin Yukuo looked at her with a faint voice.

Jiang Ci came out of nowhere, stood up, and threw the cup next to him to the ground: "Lin Yukuo, don't put up a shelf here, the old lady doesn't kneel to the sky, don't kneel to anyone, you one, the old lady is not on it!" ”

Lin Yukuo looked at her and suddenly fell into a trance.

"Little beggar, people's knees should be hard, not to kneel to the sky, not to kneel to the ground, not to kneel to anyone."

A girl's voice suddenly sounded in my head.

It was this moment that made him extremely disgusted with Jiang Ci.

Why is she like Master?

She's learning from Master!

What did she study? Disgusting!

His master will never come back to life, and there is no one in this world who can be like him.

If there is, then he will kill them all.

He smashed the spiritual power in his hand into Jiang Ci's leg at once.

Jiang Ci threw himself forward, and one leg hung straight on the ground.

Lin Yukuo sneered: "If you don't kneel, you can't help it." ”

As he spoke, another bolt of spiritual power smashed into her other leg.

Jiang Ci gritted his teeth tightly, not letting this leg hang down, his face was pale, his forehead burst with green tendons, and his eyes were full of anger and ridicule when he looked at Lin Yukuo.

Jiang Ci, look at it, this is the little beggar you taught single-handedly.

Is it worth it?

At this moment, a purple light struck.

Jiang Ci felt as if his legs were wrapped in something, and they were extremely warm.