Hey.

After seeing Song Yu's child, Shi Gu saw Song Yuer suddenly stop, his eyes slightly strange, a fish jump, turned over to Song Zhener.

"Hey, I know I can't run it, the ring is handed over." Shigu's pair of jujube eyes looked at Song Yuer.

Song Yuer saw this very old look of Shigu, and there was a deep disgust at the bottom of his eyes, but now...

"Schoolmaster, I am just a freshman, don't do this..." Song Yuer's hands squatted on his chest.

Shigu looked at Song's body and his throat was fretting, but he didn't dare to make it. There are rules in the college. You can beat people, grab things, and what... it is strictly forbidden.

Of course, if both parties are willing... then the college can't manage it.

Song Yuer noticed the look of Shigu, knowing that there is a door to this, his own color, although not the country, but there are things, the size is also a beauty.

"Schoolmaster, I have always admired the 乾元盟, if the seniors can introduce me to join, I can..." Song Yuer’s voice is getting smaller and smaller, but his hand is taken away from his chest, and he hangs his clothes inadvertently.

Shigu did not expect that Song Yuer would take the initiative to do this. Jujube eyes stunned: "Even if you do, I will not..."

"Schoolmaster, I don't see people in small places like Bingyin. I have been admiring the strong since I was a child. You are the strongest person I have ever seen among young people. I am willing to be with you..." Song Yuer took the initiative My clothes are pulled more open.

The hesitation on Shigu’s face gradually disappeared, and he picked up Song’s son and flew back to the forward tent.

......

The mountains that have been quiet for a long time are a little more swaying.

Under the stars, there was a booming sound of shouting and shouting.

Not all freshmen know how to take wisdom as Song Yier, and more people are stubbornly resisting.

Most of these new talents are not the fifth-order of the spirit, but only a few of them are the sixth-order or more of the spiritual master. In the sixth-order, seventh-order, and even the eight-order old man of the spiritual genius, they simply don’t want to A little bit of benefit.

The three nights in the mountains are very leisurely.

The other freshmen have turned over at least one or two mountains, and only the night feathers, they still stay at the entrance.

"Master, your decision is too correct." The black wind stood in the canopy to feel the spiritual fluctuations in the distance.

There are several strengths of spiritual fluctuations that are definitely not less than the seventh order of the spirit.

"Let them play slowly, take a rest, and let us go to collect things during the day tomorrow." The night feathers smacked a smile, no beautiful feeling, slightly brutal.

The real good play is just beginning.

On a breezy day, I slept with a black gauze and slept in a tent.

Looking at the empty tent, the night feathers sighed slightly, and after so many days, I was used to entering the tent and there was a scene of Bai Jinyi inside.

Unwilling to fall asleep, sighed softly, and the night feathers sat on the knees, meditating to cultivate spiritual strength.

The mountains outside were shaken all night.

At least hundreds of freshmen’s finances were looted.

Compared with thousands of people, hundreds of freshmen are less than one, and they are plundering and intensifying.

Most of the old people who can come here are running with money. After all, these things can be redeemed for points when they go back to college or hand over to the gang.

Early morning.

Hey.

The purple spirit lightning smashed out from the cuffs of the night feathers, climbed to the shoulders of the night feathers and licked the cheeks of the night-time feathers, and awakened the night feathers from cultivation.