Facing the other party's awe-inspiring gaze, he didn't care at all, talked to Brother Shrimp for a few words, and left in a hurry.

Along the way, he was thinking about what Aunt Hong said, don't look at the ease he promised on the surface, but in his heart he was constantly thinking about how he should obtain the qualification to enter the fifth layer, and it seemed that he had time to go to the Treasure Pavilion to walk around and step on the spot.

While thinking, he took out the red package that Aunt Hong handed to him before leaving. Inside is a delicate wooden box with the word "ginger" carved with a dragon flying and phoenix dancing.

The corners of Jiang Yeran's mouth furled, he naturally recognized whether this was a pill box dedicated to holding pills, or an elixir refined by his father himself.

Open the pill box, there is a round pill lying inside, the fiery red color, the elegant fragrance, even the layman can see that this pill must be a fine product.

"Yo, the three-grade ascension pill, with this thing, the young master will break through the third-rate master just around the corner. Mr. Justin, who was driving on the side, leaned over and exclaimed, "My lord is really considerate to you." ”

Jiang Yeran smiled, closed the pill box and said, "Sir, you are looking at the road, now the speed is 120 per hour, and if you are not careful, the life of the young master will be explained here." ”

"Don't worry, young master, a super artificial intelligence like me, how can I really look at the road and drive, what I have in my head is the most accurate GPS system in the world, and it is trivial to close my eyes. Justin said, the expression on his face, as if he would dare to let go of the steering wheel and show you a hand as soon as you give you an order.

It turned out that Mr. Justin was not mentally retarded, and he sent Jiang Yeran back to school safely, and he almost stepped back to the dormitory, and even the aunt who closed the door didn't angrily tell him to come back early in the future.

After a sleep, Jiang Yeran practiced "Nirvana Duel" in the morning light for half an hour as usual the next morning, and then called all his roommates up to class.

This morning was the head teacher's actual combat training class, Jiang Yeran didn't dare to slack off, changed into the blue Adi sports short sleeves that Song Ziyun bought for him yesterday, and set off.

As a result, when he arrived at the training room, he was surprised to find that Song Zixun was actually wearing the same black short-sleeved dress. For a while, the two stood together, and there was a feeling of wearing a couple's shirt.

This made the whole class look sideways, and the girls would look at the two with a confused smile when they passed by, while the boys mostly looked envious, jealous and hateful when they passed by. After all, Song Zixun is a girl at the level of a class flower, and there is no shortage of boys who have a crush on her in the class, but it seems that she has obviously been arched by Jiang Yeran, a pig.

But they also knew Jiang Yeran's toughness, so they naturally didn't dare to speak provocatively, so they had to sigh sourly, and the world was declining.

Jiang Yeran didn't care about this, but enjoyed the jealous little eyes when they looked at him.

But Song Zixun was different, after noticing the strange gazes of his classmates, his whole face suddenly felt ashamed as if he was about to drip blood. had to hide behind Jiang Yeran with her face covered, she regretted buying him the same clothes yesterday.

However, the more she covered up, the more the group of boys coaxed.

Jiang Yeran knew that Song Ziyun was thin-skinned, so he stopped the boring behavior of the boys, took out a coat from the ring, put it on, and zipped it up.

His behavior made Song Zixun's heart warm behind him, and his eyes looking at him seemed to soften a lot.

"Hehe, Xiao Yeran, don't be cowardly, isn't it just a couple's outfit, what's the big deal. Jiang Rui hid behind Wang Jun and grinned, for fear that Jiang Yeran would rush out and beat him.

"Heh, I'm good friends with Song Zixun, you country chicken knows a fart. Jiang Yeran glanced at him angrily.

Song Zixun couldn't stop nodding when he heard it, thinking that what he said was very right, these blind boys were really annoying. However, the next moment, Jiang Yeran's words almost made her squirt out a mouthful of old blood.

"What kind of couple outfit, you country chicken knows a fart, this is called a parent-child outfit, understand!" Jiang Yeran raised his chin, pulled the zipper of his coat to his neck, and said proudly.

"What are you talking about?" Song Ziyun suddenly had a question mark on his face, kicked Jiang Yeran in shame, and ran to his roommate's side.

"Yo Yo Yo, Jiang Yeran, your wife ran away. ”

"Hurry up and chase it!"

"That's it, parent-child pretending that you are really upclass!"

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Listening to the various coaxes of the boys in his ears, Jiang Yeran touched his nose and smiled, he also felt as if he had played big.

Today's training task for Zhang Ying is the same as usual, Jiang Yeran first went through forty minutes of anti-pressure training with other classmates, and then trained with Song Ziyun for speed and reaction ability.

It's just that during this period, he wanted to talk to Song Ziyun from time to time, but the latter turned his head and ignored him angrily, which made Jiang Yeran a little at a loss all of a sudden.

The small movements of the two naturally couldn't escape Zhang Ying's eyes, and she could see at a glance that the little couple was awkward.

In fact, Zhang Ying herself is only in her twenties, and she chose to stay in school to teach as soon as she graduated from college.

Especially when she has just experienced the transition from relationship to career, she sees that her students are trapped by love, so she naturally wants to lend a helping hand as soon as possible.

She removed the mental power barrier between the two of them, and said, "Next, let's change the training mode, and the two of you will work together to complete it. ”

The training was suddenly suspended, Jiang Yeran and the others were stunned, and when they saw her say this, they waited curiously for the following.

Zhang Ying pondered for a moment and said, "Next, one of you will stand in the middle and not move, I will concentrate my mental strength to launch twenty attacks on this person, and the other person will be responsible for helping this person defend against my attacks." ”

"Is this person in the middle not allowed to move or defend?" Jiang Yeran sighed in surprise, obviously not understanding what Zhang Ying wanted to play.

"Yes, in that sense, only the person in charge of defense can move. Zhang Ying stretched out a finger and reconfirmed, "In the first round, Jiang Yeran will stand in the middle, and Song Ziyun will defend you." ”

Jiang Yeran sighed as if he didn't understand after listening to it.

However, Song Zixun just snorted lightly and turned his head, obviously not forgiving him for what happened before.

A new training began, Zhang Ying condensed her spiritual power into a needle, and shot mercilessly towards Jiang Yeran, who was motionless in the middle.

Seeing this, a flash of black light flashed, and a delicate black energy dagger appeared in his hand. With a low cry, she stabbed the needle in the short needle.

However, just before her dagger was about to stab the short needle, Song Zixun's hand seemed to be a beat slower, and the short needle brushed the dagger.

So in Jiang Yeran's cry of pain, the short needle was directly stabbed in his chest, and this guy was really obedient and didn't dodge.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I was a beat slower just now. Song Zixun looked at him in pain, and his heart was refreshed, but his face still looked concerned.

"It's okay, it's okay. Jiang Yeran covered his chest and said to Zhang Ying, "Come on." ”

Zhang Ying glanced at him meaningfully, but didn't say anything, and then condensed the short needle and attacked him.

This time, Song Ziyun's speed did increase, but when she cut the short needle, the dagger was directly pierced by the short needle, and it was still stabbed in Jiang Yeran's chest.

"Ah, teacher, your attack is too strong for me to take it. Song Zixun looked at Zhang Ying, showing a look of shame.

Zhang Ying couldn't help but slander when she heard it, obviously you did it on purpose, women are really born with acting skills. No, that seems to have put me in.

"It's okay, I can still bear it. Jiang Yeran waved his hand lightly, pretending to be calm, but anyone who saw the slightly pale cheeks knew that it was not easy for him.

In the seventeen attacks that followed, Song Zixun was always able to shirk for various reasons, so that every needle was accurately pierced in his chest.

As for Jiang Yeran, what can he do, he can only humbly suffer silently on the side. He also knew that Song Zixun did it on purpose, but he knew what he could do. Can you still pick and choose?

Hey, I will never offend a woman in the future, Jiang Yeran really has a feeling of wanting to cry without tears.

The aggrieved little expression made even Zhang Ying on the side feel angry and funny when he saw it.

Until the last attack, maybe even Song Zixun himself began to sympathize with the motionless Jiang Yeran, and helped him resist it as soon as his heart softened.

Since then, Jiang Yeran's masochistic journey has come to an end, and he has turned to defend and let Song Ziyun stand in the middle.

Looking at the other party's resentful little eyes, Song Ziyun secretly thought that this guy would take revenge on him for a while. Forget it, revenge is revenge, it really can't work, I won't hide yet? Who is as motionless as a fool like him.

After a moment of respite, Jiang Yeran nodded to Zhang Ying and signaled that he could start.

When the first short needle struck, Jiang Yeran condensed a tactical short stick in his right hand and slashed it directly. However, when he was in contact with the short needle head-on, he found that the power on the needle was terrifying, and he had to use even his left hand.

Why is the intensity so strong, didn't Song Ziyun mean it just now Jiang Yeran muttered, but he didn't dare to be careless in his hand, and the two sticks went out to meet the second short needle.

As a result, there was a loud "bang", and Jiang Yeran's body was directly carried by the short needle and hit the wall behind him.

This time, even Song Ziyun was blinded, what is going on, why is the strength of the short needle so high?

Even the other students who were resting on the side noticed the huge movement, and they gathered over to eat melons.

Jiang Yeran stood up, patted the dust on his chest, and then stood in front of Song Zixun. This time, the blue-purple ghost cold flame surged out, like two cold poisonous snakes, biting the short needle of spiritual power, making it impossible to move forward in the slightest.

Just when everyone thought that the third one had been taken, the spiritual power short needle suddenly let out a roar and exploded directly.

The smoke and dust were everywhere, and the explosion made Jiang Yeran's front hair scorched, but he still stood firmly in front of Song Ziyun, not letting her be hurt in the slightest.

How could this be, he didn't retaliate against me and helped me resist such a strong injury, couldn't he see that I did it on purpose before? Song Zixun's heart turned up a monstrous wave, which was completely different from what she thought at the beginning.

She covered her red lips with her small hands and looked incredulously at the boy in front of her.

At this moment, she seemed to see the boy fifteen years ago who protected her in front of her with his own strength and blocked the entire army of exotic demons.

The boy who clamored all day long to marry himself when he grew up.

The boy who held on until the last moment and died in front of his eyes!

Gossip on the side of the pit: Here is a problem in the setting, Tianxi Academy, as a school of aliens, is divided into high school and university, and when you graduate from high school, you need to take the university exam, Zhang Ying chose to stay as a teacher after graduating from the university.