"Pre...senior..."

　　 "I'm still called Senior..." Jiang Lin rubbed the girl's soft ears and lips, "It's time to change my name."

　　 "Hmm..." The girl lowered her head, with a blush on her cheeks, she said, "Husband...husband..."

　　 "Well, ma'am."

　　 When I just woke up, I saw the appearance of the predecessor, and heard the predecessor call his wife, Murong Qin's whole figure is as if soaked in cotton candy, soft and sweet...

　　 Even the girl suspected that she was dreaming.

　　 Because I got married with Senpai, the first thing I see when I wake up every morning is Senpai. This has always been a girl’s dream.

　　 But when the dream came true, Murong Qin had an unreal feeling.

　　 It wasn't until Murong Qin's little head rubbed his arms, feeling the taste and temperature of senior, that the girl realized that all this was true, and she was really senior's now.

　　God...I am so happy...I am so happy, I won't be condemned by God...

　　 The girl is happily worried...

　　 It’s just...when the girl wants to recall what happened last night, and wants to recollect it again.

　　 Suddenly a hint of doubt flashed in the girl's mind.

　　 Why...

　　 Why can't I remember what happened last night?

　　 I only remember the seniors walking around in front of the room. Dolly not come in.

　　 Then the senior finally came in and lifted his red hijab.

　　 Then I will kiss my senior.

　　 But then?

　　 Then what happened?

　　 Could it be that I passed out happily last night?

　　 Why don’t I have any impression of myself?

When 　　 was puzzled in his heart, Murong Qin's divine consciousness looked into his body and found that he was still a perfect body...

　　 eh?

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　　 "It's really rare to break and stand, and then re-enter the fairy." The old man said through the vicissitudes of life, in a cold and distant tone, but not deliberately, as if he was born like this.

　　 "This is Jiang Daoyou, right? He entered Yupu at a young age, and he deserves to be the top spot in the world."

　　 The old man looked at Jiang Lin again. It was obviously a compliment sentence, but the tone did not sound like a compliment at all, it was more like a statement of a certain fact.

　　 "The two came to Longming Academy, and they also visited and visited friends. Next, I'm afraid I will ask the sword." Sikongtu slowly closed the book.

　　 Fang Chu smiled: "I also asked Senior Sikong for advice."

　　 Sikongtu nodded, then turned to look at Jiang Lin: "Where are you Jiang Daoyou?"

　　Jianglin also said: "I heard that Mo Li came to your college to study, and your college resolutely refused to argue with Mo Li."

　　 "How can a woman inherit the Confucian tradition? It's not in compliance with the rules." The old man said lightly, "There is no need to argue."

　　 Jiang Lin: "Also, sir, what are the rules of the academy?"

　　 Sikongtu: "Naturally is the first sanctuary."

　　 "Can it be changed?"

　　 "How can the rules be changed at random!"

　　 Jiang Lin smiled and said, "If that's the case, then there is nothing to say."

　　 Sikongtu looked at the two of them: "Do you guys know what happens when you shoot a sword at the academy?"

　　 Jiang Lin tilted his head and said, "Then seniors know why the juniors practice swords?"

　　 "Climbed to the top and asked, the whole world lives on."

　　 This is Sikongtu's answer, and it is also the belief and persistence of this old gentleman's lifelong learning.

But Jiang Lin shook his head: "What about asking? There is no one around, what does it mean? The world is common? There are many common people in the world? What to do with me, juniors practice swords, at first it was just to live, and secondly, yes I want people around me to feel less wronged."

　　 The words fall, Jiang Lin's wooden sword rushes into the sky, and the jade sword intent surrounds Cong Feng.

　　 It is obviously summer, but Longming Academy is half covered with ice and snow.

After 　　 the wooden sword, another long sword pierced the sky, the Nine Dragons guarded the sword, the sun and the moon were turned upside down, and the stars were densely covered.

　　 In Longming Academy, whether it is a monk or an ordinary person, they all raised their heads and looked at this half of ice and snow, half of the stars.

　　 Two men each dominate half of the world.

　　 For three days and three nights, the scholars of Longming College suffered all his sword injuries.

　　 "Mo away?" Mo Li blinked cutely.

　　 "Hmm."

　　 Jianglin raised his head to look to the sky, and slowly exhaled.

　　 "In fact, many scholars at Longming Academy are really scholars to some extent."

　　……

　　Jianglin accepted the invitation of Longming Academy and stayed at Longming Academy to participate in Longming Debate.

　　 After that kick in the library, Zhongfeng in the academy suddenly lost a lot of figures. After all, all of them were recuperating on the bed, and Jiang Lin and Fang's copying skirts were also relieved to recuperate.

　　 One month later, Jiang Lin's injuries are basically healed, and Fangchao's injuries are also stable, at least it looks like a mummy without being wrapped.

　　 On this day, Fang Chaoqun came to Jianglin courtyard early in the morning, saying that he would go to the grave, and asked if Jiang Lin would go.

　　Jianglin only then knew that thousands of years ago, the quasi-sage of Longming Academy who threatened Fang's skirts with Fangcome died on this day.

　　 Jiang Lin naturally followed, but Jiang Lin did not let Jiu Yi and Mo Li follow, but wanted them to help cover up, and don't let Mi Mi follow.

　　 Walking on the mountain path, Jiang Lin and Fang Chaoqun were already famous after that day. It can be said that the entire Longming Academy really didn't know the two of them.

　　 Especially those ladies from the mortal dynasty, the eyes looking at Fang Chaoqun and Jiang Lin are all hot.

　　 There is even a girl who ran away because of Jiang Lin and Fang's wretched eyes, but now she looks at them with a little shyness.

　　 "Are you going to demolish his grave?" Jiang Lin asked.

　　 The room copied the skirt and Jiang Lin gave Jiang Lin a glance: "Do you think I look like this kind of person?"

　　 "A little bit."

　　 "......"

　　 After a little joke, the two came to a mountain with thin spiritual power.

　　 Fang copied the skirt and gave him a white look.

"A few days ago ~lightnovelpub.net~ I had a fight with your teacher. Afterwards, he told me that your soul is still there. You, a scum who hijacks the weak, will still have obsessions. It's not killing me, it's interesting."

　　 Leng Shi still didn't speak, just drinking.

　　 "Leng Shi, I ask you, if you were given another chance, what would you do?" Fang Chaoqun looked at him indifferently.

　　 Leng Shi also looked directly into his eyes: "If you give me another chance, I will do it again!"

Leng Shi's eyes were full of determination: "I definitely can't let a sword repairman in the fairyland rebel out of Haoran, and let Haoran have another powerful enemy! I would not even want to leave! If I could kill it at that time You, even if you let me enter the eighteenth **** of the Buddhist school, I am willing!"

　　 Leng Shi looked at Fangzhaoqun coldly, and Fangzhaoqun looked at him coldly.

　　 After a long time, Fang Chao skirt stood up slowly, put down the wine jar, and turned to leave: "I found the reincarnation of compassion, and compassion is alive and well now, hurry up and get out of it, don't show up in front of me in the next life!"

　　Leng Shi still wanted to say something as they watched Fangchaoqun's departure, but he was still stunned, and he stopped talking.

　　 After they left, Qin Ai came back and sorted out the food and wine altar in front of his monument.

　　

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