Somewhere in an unknown valley three hundred miles from Kazama City. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Feng Xiaoxiao stepped on the bonfire, looked at the posture of the Great Elder Mo Cangxing, and asked tentatively, "Master, are you ready to go?"

"Let's go. Mo Cangxing nodded, and did not say anything more.

"Where are you going?" Feng Xiaoxiao was a little puzzled.

Feng Xiaoxiao's doubts were reasonable, just three days ago, the Great Elder left the Imperial City with Feng Xiaoxiao, and went to track down the whereabouts of the Blood Demon Ancestor.

But after leaving Kazama City, the Great Elder stopped in this valley, and spent his days just admiring the flowers, fishing, and leisurely swimming, and he didn't seem to be bothered by the whereabouts of the Blood Demon Ancestor at all.

Feng Xiaoxiao didn't understand what the Great Elder meant, but he didn't dare to ask more, so he accompanied the Great Elder to stay in this nameless valley for three days.

Yes, today, seeing that the master had received the fishing rod that he would never leave his hand and put on a posture of leaving immediately, Feng Xiaoxiao hurriedly asked questions.

"Hui Zong. "The Great Elder is still concise and to the point.

"But, Blood Demon Ancestor ......"

It's just that Feng Xiaoxiao's words hadn't finished before he was interrupted by the eyes of the Great Elder.

Mo Cangxing's eyes were extremely clear, as if he had directly seen the depths of Feng Xiaoxiao's heart.

After being silent for a moment, Mo Cangxing slowly spoke: "The Blood Demon Ancestor did not hurt my Ying Tian disciple, nor did he harm the Fufeng Imperial Family. Last time, it was the people of Beibei who died, and this time it was the enemy sect who killed the wrongdoers, what does it have to do with my Ying Tianzong?"

"So this kind of thing, let's give the Spirit Refining Sect and the Bu family a headache. ”

Looking up at the sky, Mo Cangxing finally instructed:

"It's almost time, let's go. After returning to the sect, I met the sect master, and I remember to explain that I waited for three days to track down and failed to find the whereabouts of the Blood Demon Ancestor. ”

"Yes. Feng Xiaoxiao bowed his head and replied.

But none of this had anything to do with Chen Yuan, who was thousands of miles away, and after spending the first few days, the novelty of the arrival of the new school year quickly faded.

Yes, familiar teaching, familiar courses, familiar faces, but I know one more junior brother named Fan Kun.

However, since he has been reduced to the point of going to Senior Brother Fan's disciple, it is conceivable what this Senior Brother Fan Kun is doing on weekdays.

Fan Kun, as his name suggests, never seems to be sober, so much so that for more than ten days, the conversations he had with Chen Yuan were similar:

"Ah, is class over?"

"yes......"

Or:

"Hey, where did Fan Jiaoxi go?"

"Senior Brother Fan left after class, he saw that you were sleeping too soundly, and he couldn't bear to wake you up......"

In addition to the strange junior brother, the most unbearable thing for Chen Yuan was that the four disciples under Senior Brother Fan were all men, and there was not even a single eye-catching junior sister.

Whenever there was a junior brother of the Desolate Branch who had chosen the medicine refining or spirit beast department, showing off in front of Chen Yuan how cute and enthusiastic the junior sister of the same sect was, Chen Yuan couldn't help but cry silently in his heart.

But what can it be, Chen Yuan also knows that the tears that he can't help shedding now are all the water in his brain when he first chose the subject......

"I can't live this day. At the end of another day's class, Chen Yuan, who returned to the room alone, couldn't help but sigh.

At this moment, Chen Yuan heard a voice coming from the other side: "Hey, I can't live this day." ”

Suddenly, Chen Yuan was stunned on the spot: When did the echo be so clear and audible, and he added a tone particle so intimately?

But immediately after, Chen Yuan saw the wilting Zhou Zhihao push open the door and walk out.

"Just now, you were talking?" asked Chen Yuan suspiciously.

Pushing open the door, he saw Chen Yuan blocking in front of the door, Senior Brother Zhou was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously replied, "Yes." ”

"Let's talk about it, what's upset, say it and make everyone happy. Chen Yuan suddenly became interested.

Looking at the gloating Chen Yuan, Senior Brother Zhou couldn't laugh or cry on his face.

However, he still opened his mouth to Chen Yuan to express the depression in his heart.

It turned out that Chen Yuan was not the only one who felt that his life was unsatisfactory, and Senior Brother Zhou was also one of them.

In the past, Senior Sister Li was taught in the magic class, and a knife mouth can be described as a ghost, and it often makes people unable to get off the stage.

Finally, this time the magic department changed the teaching, and Senior Brother Zhou originally thought that he could escape the sea of suffering, but he never thought that this new teacher was even more terrifying.

"Why, is it possible that this new teaching no longer hurts the soul but touches the flesh?"

Chen Yuan originally just asked casually, but he didn't expect Senior Brother Zhou to really nod, and now Chen Yuan's gossip soul was completely unstoppable.

"What's wrong with your flesh? Is it ...... Huh~" The ghost knew that at this moment, Chen Yuan was making up some dirty and dirty pictures in his mind.

"It's not what you think," Senior Brother Zhou was a little helpless, and quickly explained, "This new sect is very fond of knocking people's heads. ”

"Cut, what's this," Chen Yuan was a little disdainful, "Could it be that you, a big man, can be immortal and die after being knocked a few times." ”

"The problem is more than a few knocks," Senior Brother Zhou was about to cry, "This teaching lecture is particularly emphasized, and when I emphasize it, I love to knock on people's heads, but unfortunately, I am the right height, and after sitting down, it is just the height of his hand, so it is always my head that suffers." ”

"Now as soon as I hear 'Attention disciples,' I subconsciously feel numb in my scalp, and I tell myself in my heart that I must hold on next. ”

"In the past ten days, I have been knocked more than 300 times, you see my head, it is almost deformed. Senior Brother Zhou finally couldn't hold back his cry, only to feel that his future life was dark.

"Haha, I think junior brother, you might consider changing careers and cultivating Iron Head Gong. Chen Yuan was still laughing heartlessly.

But after seeing that Senior Brother Zhou was not howling, but really heartbroken, Chen Yuan was a little panicked.

"Hey, what are you crying about, what can't you figure out. ”

Senior Brother Zhou stopped sobbing when he heard this, and looked at Chen Yuan expectantly: "Is there any way Senior Brother can help me?"

"This ......" In Senior Brother Zhou's expectant gaze, Chen Yuan's heart was racing, and suddenly, with a flash of inspiration, he had an idea.

"Has Senior Brother Zhou ever eaten a white feather egg?" asked Chen Yuan.

"Is it that kind of white feather egg with only a little yolk and the rest is egg white?" Although Senior Brother Zhou didn't know what Chen Yuan meant, he still replied honestly, "I've eaten it, it's not delicious." ”

"Senior Brother Zhou will wear a Dao crown next time he goes to class. Chen Yuan had an idea.

"Why?"

"Have you ever thought about what will happen when you put on your hat and hide a white feather egg under your hat, and when that teacher knocks you on the head again?"

When he said this, Chen Yuan's eyes shone with anticipation.