Are you back?

"Student Fang, please don't be in a daze. Lin Yamei looked at the student in front of her angrily, this student was really troublesome. He was in a daze, and he was still in a daze at his X. It's so rude.

"Eh?" Fang Shou touched his buttocks, there was no pain in the place where he was bitten by Xiao Ha just now, was it really just an illusion?

Also, Fang Shou thought with a black line on his head, Xiao Ha? This must be a fucking pseudonym, it just reported the abbreviation of the husky to me, right?

At this moment, the magic array under Fang Shou's feet lit up.

"Obey the call. I ask you, are you my Master?" Handsome lines, perfect backdrop.

"In that case, it's not Saber who came out of weishenme, but that idiot?" Fang Shou roared.

"Huh?" Xiao Ha glanced at Fang Shou with disdain, "You still want to summon my king, you forgot that the 'Natal Spirit' is influenced by the summoner's soul liliang." ”

"Huh?" Fang Shou pinched the husky's neck, "You bastard is dead, obviously it's just a dog, it's just a summoned beast, don't be too arrogant!"

"Uh...... Forehead......" Xiao Ha rolled his eyes, scratched Fang Shou's hands with his paws, and said with difficulty: "I'm going to the animal protection organization to accuse you, you dog abuser." ”......

Lin Yamei looked at the spitting husky in shock, and the students around her also looked stunned.

Talking dogs, no, are talking "natal spirits". This is very rare.

After all, things like "natal beasts" can't speak, and "heroic spirits" are just a trace of obsession left over from those heroes in history, and part of the souls of "heroic spirits" except for a small number of strong people who retain their sanity. In this way, most of the "heroic spirits" can't speak, just some empty shells with liliang.

Of course, a small number of strong people and legendary "gods" have the ability to communicate with the "spirit of life".

Lin Yamei carefully sensed the husky's energy and found that it was just an ordinary husky, and there was nothing particularly prominent.

Lin Yamei wrinkled her beautiful eyebrows, biting the tip of her pen, looking distressed.

What should I do?Talking natal beast,But there's nothing special about it.,The professor didn't say what to do when you encounter this kind of thing?Hmm~ Why did you encounter such a troublesome thing when you first took office?

Lin Yamei glared fiercely at Fang Shou, who was pinching the dog's neck.

"Uh. Fang Shou let go of his hands and said, "That, didn't someone say that the 'natal spirit' is the embodiment of one's own soul?" So, I'm not abusing a dog, I'm just masochistic, so don't look at me like that......

"Huh!" Xiao Ha straightened out the hair on his neck with his paws, and said disdainfully: "Masochist, shake M, you deserve to be a good person card for a lifetime." ”

Fang Shou's forehead rose into a cross and gave Xiao Ha a fist fiercely.

Lin Yamei flipped through the notebook. I thought about it for a while.

Eventually, she wrote this paragraph on the page that Fang Shou was guarding.

Fang Shou, the spirit of life: ordinary canine husky. liliangD, speed D, reflexes D, mana E. Overall Rating: ???

Notes: A special natal beast with an extremely high level of intelligence and the ability to communicate verbally, and is unable to make an evaluation......

After getting Lin Yamei's permission, Fang Shou kicked the husky back into the magic array, and walked out of the auditorium with his head held high in the midst of the students' onlookers.

"Whew. Walking out of the auditorium, after confirming that there was no one around, Fang Shou exhaled.

The Lich King, the sorrow of frost, the fear of death are vivid. If he had been killed by the Lich King at that time, he would have died, right? After all, he even knew that he wasn't the Shijie. What's more, with his strength, he can definitely be regarded as a god and demon, that is to say, if he chooses to surrender, he can become a "god son", get the most powerful liliang, and enjoy the most haode treatment. However, no matter when, where, some things, some things, will not change no matter what. Use the blood of your relatives as a sacrifice to get liliang, don't be kidding! Even if it is a secondary disease, I will not hesitate to refuse to show you.

Fang Shou exhaled, cheered up, and walked towards the classroom.

If the Lich King can give me a liliang to go back, then the other "gods" should also have such liliang. So, as long as you find an opportunity to meet those so-called "Divine Sons", you will be able to find your way home?......

"I'm back again!" Fang Shou pushed open the door of the seventh class of the third year of high school.

"Uh......" Xu Le cautiously hid under the podium table, and motioned Fang Shou to close his mouth with his eyes.

"Hey, Xu Le, I succeeded. Fang Shou didn't notice the abnormality in the classroom, and greeted Xu Le heartily.

"Stupid! Run!" Xu Le tightened his whole body and shouted to Fang Shou with his mouth.

"Hmm, what did you say?" Fang Shou looked innocent.

"Oh, oh. Xiao Shou is back. "The innocent Lori sound, this is the voice of Fang Shou's childhood sweetheart Yuan Xiaoya.

"Student Fang, if you come back, please go back to your place. This is the voice of Murong Yue, who is privately known as "Lord Queen".

At this time, Fang Shou found that there was not a single student in the positions around Yuan Xiaoya and Murong Yue. They either huddled in other people's positions bitterly, or sat on the ground with sad faces......

"Classmate Murong, when I am talking to Xiao Shou, can you not interject?" Yuan Xiaoya looked at Murong Yue with a smile. "Airport. ”

"Hmm? It turned out that Mr. Yuan was talking, I'm sorry, you're tall...... I didn't even notice. Murong Yue covered her mouth elegantly and made an apologetic look. "One meter forty-two!"

"Humph!" "Cut!"

The eyes of the two people collided with sparks in the air, and the images of foxes and cats loomed behind them.

"Hah...... Ha ......" Fang Shou wiped his sweat and looked at his seat.

It was just sandwiched between Murong Yue and Yuan Xiaoya, hell!

weishenmeI'm so unlucky?If I go to move the table now, I'll be killed, right? If I stand still, I'll be killed, right?What should I do?Is BEDEND already doomed?Doraemon, I need you!

"Weishenme standing still? Murong Yue smiled elegantly, but there was no smile in her eyes.

"Xiaoshou, you can't run around during class time. Yuan Xiaoya smiled cutely.

Don't call me a little shou! Also, the people around me are running around during class time, right? Why don't you say it? Damn, don't dare to complain, weishenme, you are obviously smiling, but the murderous aura is firmly locked on me? Don't be like this, it's terrible......

In the end, under the sympathetic gaze of his classmates, Fang Shou walked to his seat as if he were dead.

"Squeak ......" Fang Shou was excited, and the chair made an unpleasant sound.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!" Fang Shou bent down the gods, and the sweat of the bean kept dripping.

Quiet~

Neither of them spoke, Fang Shou put down his schoolbag tremblingly, and sat back in his seat carefully, not daring to make a sound.

"Na, Fang Shou, where did you go to play during the summer vacation?" Yuan Xiaoya spoke first.

"Uh, otaku...... Staying at home...... At home, probably......" Fang Shou flipped through a novel, but he was in no mood to read it at all.

"That's not good, classmate Fang, high school students should walk around, after all, there is only one high school, you have to enjoy your youth." Murong Yue, who was flipping through the book, said casually.

"Can you not interject when others are talking? ”

"Yes, I'm sorry, one meter forty-two. ”

“......”

The two fought for a while, then fell silent again.

Fang Shou looked like he was about to cry and looked at Xu Le, who poked his head out of the podium table.

Xu Le shrugged his shoulders, and Fang Shou responded with a gesture of disdain that was universally accepted.

"Ah, classmate Fang Shou, you can't make such vulgar gestures in the class. ”

"I'm so sorry!"

Fang Shou looked at Murong Yue, who was seriously flipping through the book on the left, and then looked at Yuan Xiaoya, who was playing PSP on the right......

Wait, PSP? I'm X! It's really PSP!

Fang Shou wiped his eyes. looked at Yuan Xiaoya in a daze.

"Huh?" Yuan Xiaoya, who was playing the game, suddenly turned red, and she glared at Fang Shou shyly, "I hate it, Xiaoshou, don't keep staring at people...... It's weird. ”

Fang Shou touched his head reassuringly, great, it's still that Yuan Xiaoya, no matter how black and poisonous she is now, but the essence hasn't changed yet. She's really shy about this shijie.

"Say. Murong Yue didn't raise her head and asked, "How is the 'quiz'?"

"Luckily, it worked. ”

"Really?" Murong Yue replied nonchalantly.

That's it, because the new head teacher Li Feng has not arrived for a long time. Fang Shou spent a whole day in the Shura field between Murong Yue and Yuan Xiaoya......

"I can finally go home!" Fang Shou looked at the sunset in the west with grief and indignation. "Weishenme, how bad will I be?"

Xu Le, who was next to him, patted Fang Shou's shoulder comfortingly: "Look at it, this is only the first day, there will be a whole year in the future, anyway, you have survived a year, and the remaining year will pass soon." You're not going to die, are you?"

"Weishenme wants to use interrogative sentences?" ......

Fang Shou and the others didn't notice that not far behind him, a luxurious Rolls X slowly followed behind them.

"You can go. Murong Yue in the back seat commanded the driver and closed his eyes.

"Yes, Miss. The driver replied in a dull voice, exactly the same as the voice reported to Murong Yue in the garden.

Murong Yue touched the notebook with a black cover on her lap.

weishenme can't erase it?the curse on him can't be unraveled?what's going on?it seems that it can affect doomNote's liliang,What is that?Interesting thing~

PS It's not easy for newcomers to write books, and I was half tired of coding words all night last night. Readers, could you give me some advice in the book review section?xiexie.

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