It was still raining lightly outside.

The young man's expression did not show any guilt for interrupting the 'teacher'.

He simply stated and then corrected.

There is no deliberate emphasis on the pronunciation of any word.

The classroom grew quieter, in stark contrast to the sound of rain outside.

In the back row, Xie Wenqing's expression slowly stretched out from the initial frown and irritability.

A playful smile appeared on his face.

You must know that Master Meng is notoriously strict, and you kid actually dare to speak out in front of Master Meng.

So what good fruit can there be?

But the next moment, the imaginary scene did not happen.

Meng Shi just frowned, but he rarely didn't get angry.

With his hands behind his back, he turned to look at the boy in front of him for the first time.

He looked a little curious.

"You, tell me?"

He asked.

……

……

A quarter of an hour later, Chen An was gone.

It's just that those eyes looking at his back have changed from looking at the geniuses of his peers to seeing demons beyond imagination.

Although I can't quite understand what the teenager said in the classroom just now.

But looking at Master Meng's stunned appearance now, they can somewhat understand a little bit of the gold content.

That's what I said.

I couldn't understand it, but I was blown away.

This is probably the mood of everyone in the classroom now.

I can't help but be a little lucky.

Fortunately, he didn't rush out to express his opinion, otherwise it would not be Meng Shi who would be slapped in the face, but himself.

Sure enough, you have to be steady!

……

……

On the sparsely populated path, Chen An stood in the light rain, looking up at the sky.

It was morning, but it was dark today.

The thick clouds, showing a gray appearance, covered the whole world.

There were no thunderstorms, just a normal stack of clouds.

But for some reason, Chen An felt a little flustered inexplicably.

He used to be a Mahayana monk, and he was a real immortal realm.

It's rare for something to make him feel flustered.

Even if the heroine of the previous two lives broke the barrier and descended to the incarnation, she still came to the door.

He didn't feel anything unusual like this time.

Holding this posture, Chen An stood for a moment before continuing to take a step.

The matter of Luo Cong'an and Erin undoubtedly gave him a wake-up call.

If there is one, there will be two, and there will inevitably be three.

And this kind of thing is put on Chen An, and it is very likely that there are four or five ......

If this is the case, then the picture is thought of, plus the hellish difficulty of the following worlds, it is simply not too terrifying.

Proper hell drawing.

Chen An couldn't help but begin to wonder what the purpose of this 'immortal and immortal' given by the system was......

Good guy, I'm afraid I didn't expect this day a long time ago, right?

Chen An shook his head, restraining himself from continuing to think about it.

He followed the path he had come, and soon returned to the gate of the courtyard.

At the moment when he left, the collapsed courtyard wall had been rebuilt.

Pushing the door in, the large hole in the ground was repaired.

The annex has returned to its former antique appearance.

Nothing happened.

I don't know if someone from Longhu Mountain repaired it, or if they solved it themselves.

A figure struck the boy in an instant.

When I showed it to people who didn't know, I thought it was a murder that had been in ambush for a long time.

Chen An was a little helpless.

He held out a finger and tapped it precisely on the figure's forehead.

"Ann, don't make trouble."

His tone was gentle, and there was no hint of blame.

The figure stopped, showing Luo Cong'an's slightly resentful expression.

"Sir is really, you can hug at any time before."

Chen An sighed, "You said it was ...... before"

"Now that you have grown up, you are the master of a peak, how can you still show such a child's temper."

Luo Cong'an's eyes rolled, she grabbed Chen An's arm and pulled it up very naturally.

She deliberately leaned her head closer, a smile in her eyes.

"What's the matter, sir, don't you like that?"

The woman's fingers ran across the boy's chest.

The tone was smiling.

"I think that Mr. is just a gentleman on the face, maybe he likes it in his heart......"

Chen An's cheeks twitched, and he wanted to show the majesty of his previous husband, but it was obvious that someone had stiff wings now, and he didn't eat this set at all.

At this moment, not far away, there was a gritted sarcasm on the steps.

"What a shame!"

Chen An followed the sound and saw Erin standing there with her hands on her chest, looking disgusted.

After the initial excitement of the reunion, her temperament seemed to become much colder.

At least it won't be like Luo Cong'an, who rushed up impatiently as soon as they met.

Chen An can always see the shadow of the awkward little girl from her.

It's just that the object of abuse in the past has changed from Chen An to Luo Cong'an.

Luo Cong'an has never been used to her, and sneered at her on the spot.

Her thin lips opened and closed, and she gently spat out two words.

"Mentally retarded."

Concise, yet powerful.

Erin narrowed her eyes, and the look in her eyes became extremely dangerous.

The black dress on her body fluttered in the wind, outlining the delicate figure under the skirt.

I thought to myself, what is the priest doing here for such an impolite student?

Sure enough, it is still suitable to tie up and take the whip, and smoke it for hundreds of days and nights.

After all, it is also my duty to teach the priest his students.

The atmosphere was invisibly scorched.

Chen An frowned, feeling a little tricky.

These two look like they smell of gunpowder at every turn, and they really don't know what to do with it.

He coughed lightly.

"Stop arguing, let's eat first."

Cultivators can open up valleys, but for Chen An, there is no need for that.

Just like he sometimes goes to the cafeteria for breakfast, what he does depends on his mood.

And now in such a rainy weather, Chen An is in the mood to eat hot pot last time.

There are no corresponding ingredients and kitchenware in the other courtyard, but with Luo Cong'an's identity and status, it was just a phone call, and someone sent it soon.

So on the steps under the eaves, three small stools were placed.

In the middle is a small stove with an iron pot on it.

Everything seems so unpretentious.

As the heat rises, the sound of gurgling in the pot blends with the sound of rain outside.

Chen An held the vegetable basket in his hand, picked it up and sent it to the pot.

Erin was beside him, holding the bowl in both hands, tilting her head to look at him.

His eyes flickered, revealing a bit of curiosity.

In her world, there was no such way to eat, and after becoming a god, she no longer needed to eat.

When I see it now, I naturally feel novel.

On the other side of the boy, Luo Cong'an was also looking at Chen An.

She watched for a while, and happened to meet Chen An finishing the food, and suddenly asked, "Sir, how many slices do you have?" ”

Chen An was stunned, "What slices?" ”

I saw Luo Cong'an stretch out his chopsticks and put one of the two potato chips that had just gone in front of him, and the other in front of Erin.

After she finished this, she continued to look at Chen An and asked, "Sir, how many more pieces do you have?" ”

The young man was stunned, he should have understood what she meant.

He hesitated, tentatively picked up another piece from the basket, and put it in the pot.

Luo Cong'an frowned, but didn't say anything.

But in the next moment, it fell again.

She glared and began to take a deep breath.

Then came the third, and then the fourth......

Luo Cong'an's eyelids jumped, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore, and viciously sandwiched those potato chips to his side.

She laughed expressionlessly.

"Sir, you are really broad-minded......"

(End of chapter)