The plane landed steadily at Dahe International Airport. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Before getting off the plane, Chu He heard Jiang Xiaobai say regretfully: "Why didn't you encounter the Spiritual Light Illusion?"

When Chu He heard this, he turned his head and smiled: "Didn't I say this? I remember that I was taught a lesson by you, Senior Brother, at that time." ”

Jiang Xiaobai said with a look of resentment: "It's you... You're the one who gave me this illusion, as if the aura could be bumped into everywhere. I'm now... I really want to find a spiritual illusion to hide into!"

"Senior brother, come and help others carry things! It's so heavy, people can't lift it, what if you use too much force and hurt the baby in your belly?"

Chu He looked at Jiang Xiaobai in surprise and said, "It's there so soon? Are you sure it's the first time for Senior Sister Jiaojiao before?"

Jiang Xiaobai smiled bitterly: "What's there! She just ate a few more bags of plum yesterday, and she felt that she had it." What can I say? I'm desperate!"

Having said that, he still turned his head and walked towards Li Jiaojiao.

After returning to Jiangcheng University, everything seemed to be calm again.

After experiencing the A Chinese Ghost Story Quest, Chu He deeply realized the lack of his strength, and while consulting Professor Mo, he did not forget to absorb the knowledge possessed by the gluttonous weapon spirit.

At the same time, every day before dawn, Chu He would go to some corners of the East Lake to practice marksmanship and some melee combat skills.

Chu He has contacted the contact information of the martial arts fingers given by Director Xu one by one, and the harvest is indeed not small.

For martial arts... At least in the art of melee combat, these people have extremely deep insights.

These insights are often very nuanced and detail-related. But greatness is often born in the details.

If he is free, Chu He will also go to brush the Yangtze River Water Dragon Club a few more times, and harvest some spiritual light clusters for cultivation, as well as all kinds of bits and pieces.

The iron umbrella is nourished with spiritual light every day, and it feels like the material is gradually changing, which has made Chu He feel a little strange.

In peace, most of the semester passed.

During this period, Chu He remitted 10 million of the 30 million given by Xu Dao to his parents in the name of winning the lottery, and then was very disturbed by some relatives and friends who heard the news, and then nothing beyond his plan happened.

After half a semester of cultivation, Chu He's cultivation had already entered the fifth layer of Qi cultivation, only one level lower than Jiang Xiaobai.

After Jiang Xiaobai obtained the resources obtained from the A Chinese Ghost Story copy, he also improved his cultivation by one level.

After the Yangtze River and the Han River, the Chu River opened up the Qingjiang River.

Qingjiang True Qi has a small amount of internal injuries and a strong ability to remove negative effects, which can be regarded as a kind of auxiliary True Qi.

After most of the semester of penance, Chu He's body had an extra kind of refined atmosphere.

When the sun passed through the lake and sprinkled on his body, it reflected a bronzed halo, which was more manly than ever.

Wiping the sweat stains on his face with a towel, Chu He picked up the mobile phone that was playing music on the big rock by the lake, and found that the little girl Ling Xiaoyu didn't know what to smoke, and sent him more than a dozen WeChat messages in a row.

"Are you there?"

"Absent?"

"If you're not there, I'll slam the door!"

"Is it dead, press 1 if you are dead, press 2 if you are alive, press 3 if you re-enter, ignore me, and throw me a big red envelope, please press 8." ”

And then there's a bunch of pictures.

What Aunt Xue slammed the door to know that you are at home, what I know you are, don't worry, I won't borrow money from you... In short, there is everything.

Chu He looked at it and smiled slightly, and quickly replied: "It's here!"

It doesn't explain why it wasn't there before. Instead, he sent a red envelope of 100 yuan.

Only dicks and silk would make such a boring explanation. Please remember clearly and mark the emphasis. Girls don't care why you ignore her, they don't have the mood and leisure to listen to your explanations.

When you notice that you are not responding to a message in a timely manner, what you have to do is not to explain why, but to think of ways to make her happy. Among the ways to coax people, sending red envelopes is the most simple, direct and effective means.

Sure enough, less than two minutes after Chu He's red envelope was sent, it was collected by the other party.

Immediately after that, he received a big bump.

After receiving the red envelope, the little girl's little emotions have long been thrown out of the clouds.

Don't feel so vulgar, there are not so many fairies in this world who don't eat the fireworks of the world.

"Thank you, uncle, for the red envelope! The baby can be wasted for a few more days!" Ling Xiaoyu quickly sent another sentence.

Chu He replied with a smile: "A hundred yuan will make you like this, I am suddenly very worried about your future." I just hope I don't run into you in some small hair salon someday in the future. ”

Ling Xiaoyu replied with a big 'dirty' word!

"Please respect me, even if I am down, you will only meet me in the most exclusive clubhouse. Ling Xiaoyu replied.

After Chu He saw it, he laughed directly.

This little girl is worthy of being a post-zero, spicy, direct, and bold. Of course, in fact, it is just a mouthpiece, and in terms of specific operation, there is still a distance of 108,000 miles from Chu He, an old driver.

"What's the matter with me?" Chu He asked directly.

Ling Xiaoyu quickly replied with a voice call.

"Uncle! Uncle! This time I caught a senior master! I told you, and Sister Mimi and Brother Pingtou. Hurry up and come to Huazhong Academy of Arts. We met at the small door on the left. Ling Xiaoyu's tone was filled with excitement and excitement.

Hearing this, Chu He pressed his forehead with his hand and smiled bitterly.

Ever since Ling Xiaoyu knew that Chu He's master's tutor was a senior Xiuzhen, he had been going around in major colleges and universities, and he wanted to meet a senior master by chance, which was like a demon.

At the small door on the left side of Huazhong Academy of Arts, Chu He saw Ling Xiaoyu, who was dressed in a lively and lovely manner, as well as Sister Mimi in bohemian style and Brother Bing, who was dressed as a flat-headed brother with a small flat head.

These two people are also old acquaintances of Ling Xiaoyu, both are cultivators, and they have a good relationship with Ling Xiaoyu. Chu He has also seen them, but he is not familiar with them.

I only know that what Sister Mimi is practicing seems to be a method inherited by the White Lotus Sect of Buddhism, and she has the cultivation of the fourth layer of Qi training.

And Brother Pingtou inherited some of the inheritance of the ancient soldiers, and he used to go to the army, but then he came back professionally for some reason, and he seems to be a person with a story, and he is also the strongest among several people, and he has the cultivation of the seventh layer of Qi training.

Seeing Chu He coming over, Ling Xiaoyu jumped over and said loudly: "Uncle, hurry up! If it's too late, that old-timer will leave with someone else!"

Chu He subconsciously quickened his pace.

Under the leadership of Ling Xiaoyu, the three of them directly transferred to the gatehouse of the Academy of Arts.

Before I pushed the door in, I heard a nice female voice say: "Uncle Qin! I've liked you for a long time, I think... Age is not an issue, we can have a great future. ”

Through the glass window, Chu He recognized at a glance that the owner of the female voice turned out to be Huang Xiangxiang, the online review school flower of Jiangcheng University and known as the cherry blossom elf.

And on the side, an old man with white hair and a still vigorous spirit held the enamel tea jar unhurriedly, took a sip of strong tea, and then picked his nose without any image, and bounced out the boogue.

"No, your breasts are too small, we won't be happy!" said the old man very calmly.

Huang Xiangxiang's appearance is speechless, even if the makeup is a little thicker, but to be rated as a school flower, even if there is hype, it needs to be confident enough. But unfortunately, her breasts... It's really a bit broken, even if it looks like there's a ditch, but the old driver can know at a glance that it's definitely hard to squeeze out.