Xiaotang explained at the risk of being sheared: "Yuanyuan, if you do a good deed, you have to let people know, that's what you said! I just don't like Jun Mu's attitude towards Yuanyuan, even if it's a cheap husband, he has to let him know. He's so nice!"

Nan Yuan: Forget it. For the sake of being so stupid, I won't cut my hair for the time being.

A wife should protect her husband's decency outside, and Nan Yuan doesn't think that Jun Mu will misunderstand anything.

What she was curious about was the golem bird that had just left.

The most powerful magic academy in the entire continent, it is impossible for even a golem bird with a magic circle painted on it to not be aware of it.

Therefore, Nan Yuan is very sure that this is a special case that Jun Mu can use in Crewe College.

However, with the magic puppet bird supervising her every move and hiding outside the girls' dormitory, Jun Mu was somewhat perverted.

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After the golem bird left the Crewe Academy, it flew directly into the low-key and quaint old castle of the Jun family.

Then, familiarly followed the owner's smell and got into a room.

Here is a study room.

There are three walls in the house with dense partitions, and a wide variety of books are neatly stacked on them, so clean that there is no trace of dust.

At first glance, it looks like a thick wall of books.

The color of the room is dark, and the curtains are mostly drawn, and only a sliver of sunlight penetrates in. The dim environment gives people a feeling of cramped and depressed.

There was an open book on the desk, and the complex explanation of the magic array was printed into the man's ice-green eyes, making those eyes look colder.

After the golem bird flew in from the window, Jun Mu didn't take a second glance, his lips moved, and he flicked his finger at the golem bird, and a sliver of silver light flashed and disappeared.

The next second, the golem bird uttered words like a gramophone, and released the conversation that happened in the girls' dormitory word for word.

The mouth of the golem bird made Lu Yin's voice for a while, and Xuan Shuang's voice for a while, not even missing the words of Yan Qing and Zhuo Wan to persuade them to fight.

I don't know which sentence to start with, Jun Mu's eyes moved away from the magic book in his hand, raised his eyes slightly, and looked indifferent.

When the puppet bird stopped talking and the room became quiet again, he snorted softly and spit out a sentence, "Crippled..."

Jun Mu suddenly lifted the blanket covering his knees.

Looking down, he looked gloomy.

The bottom part of the trouser leg is empty.

In order to prevent the spread of toxins, Jun Mu decisively gave up his legs.

This kind of abandonment is of course a complete abandonment, and his legs were chopped off from the knee.

But Jun Mu never gave up and stood up.

The current technology is enough to create a pro-muscle mechanical leg that looks unremarkable, but Jun Mu's requirements for the mechanical leg are too high.

It just so happened that the research institute was researching a new type of material over the years, so Jun Mu waited for a few more years.

For Jun Mu, as long as he can stand up again and regain his previous speed, hunting and fighting will not be affected, then he does not feel that he is disabled.

Of course he knew what those people in the back were talking about him.

Sympathy, schadenfreude, or hypocritical regret...

Even if no one had said those ugly things in front of him, he could have guessed it.

But Jun Mu didn't expect that someone would be so reckless.

Said he was crippled, said he was incapable, and said that the Jun family was incompetent.

Still saying these words in front of his wife.

The Lu family's junior was obviously not so rude this time, but the Lu family didn't control it, and let her slander it in private.

Do you think that everything will be worry-free if you hug the thigh of the You family?

Ah.

Undercurrents surged in Jun Mu's eyes, and terrible emotions were precipitating.

It seems that in the past few years that he temporarily left his post, some people have become more and more inflated...

The freshman of Crewe College just started school when he got bad news from the smiling teacher.

In the past, two weeks before the start of the semester, only sophomores and juniors would take part in the actual combat simulation test, but freshmen will also participate this year!

And you can sort by points and re-select the class!

That is to say, if the students who were originally assigned to the second class and the third class and other classes accumulated points in the actual combat simulation, if they can exceed the last student in the first class, and the points exceed ten points, they can replace the other party and get the quota for the first class. .

As soon as the news came out, the students of the ordinary class were eager to try it.

And these top students in the first class, even those in the middle and upper reaches, have a sense of urgency.

"Go out for a walk? Get familiar with the environment." Nan Yuan asked the two roommates.

Zhuo Wan didn't lift her head, her eyes were glued to a magic book, "Xuanshuang, the actual combat simulation test will be conducted the day after tomorrow, I need to quickly familiarize myself with fire magic."

Yan Qing also refused, and gave his own advice, "Xuan Shuang, hurry up and practice, if you are overtaken by the second class and third class, even if you don't exceed ten points, it will be very embarrassing, I am absolutely Don't allow this to happen!"

Nan Yuan looked at the two who loved learning, and spread her palms, and a flame appeared inside.

The flame was pure in color and steaming, as if it contained an extremely powerful force.

The temperature of the entire dormitory suddenly rose, and the air around the flame was distorted by the fire.

Yan Qing and Zhuo Wan were dumbfounded.

"It doesn't seem to be under control." As soon as Nan Yuan closed her palm, the fire group disappeared, and then she extended a finger again.

This time, there was a small flame on her fingertip, and the flame flexibly changed shape on her fingertip, and finally turned into a cute skull.

Yanqing cried bitterly: "Wu wu wu, there is no reason for God, manipulating the flame to change its form, the seniors and sisters in the second and third years may not be able to do it, Xuan Shuang is too powerful!"