"Elder Xiaoman, is your training going well?" Tong Ming walked over and looked at Luo Xiaoman with a smile on his face.

Luo Xiaoman got up from Mo Yuan's arms, stretched his waist, and showed a sweet smile, "Hmm, it's okay! You see, the disciples are very cooperative and obedient!"

Disciples: If it weren't for the big dog in the back and the bird in the sky, we would all rebel.

"Haha, hard work."

"It's very hard. So, are there any rewards?" Luo Xiaoman chuckled and looked at Tong Ming slyly.

Tong Ming's expression became stiff, he was just a little polite, this little guy was still climbing up the pole, and he was about to kill himself again.

"Come on, let me introduce to you..."

"Don't change the subject." Luo Xiaoman didn't show Tong Ming any face, holding on to him.

Even if Tong Ming is the deputy dean, and in front of many disciples, those big, unworkable eyes make Tong Ming panicked.

"Well, I'll make up a bottle of Qiong Huadan for you..."

"Not enough, ten bottles!"

The corners of Tong Ming's mouth twitched, and he looked at Luo Xiaoman stiffly. This little guy really dared to speak, ten bottles of Qiong Huadan, for fear of cutting his own flesh.

"Quick!" He gritted his teeth and agreed.

He was afraid that if he bargained with this little guy, he would only be slaughtered deeper in the end.

"Hey! Associate Dean, you are the best." Luo Xiaoman opened his eyes and smiled. With these ten bottles of Qiong Huadan, his sea of ​​air, which is as deep as a black hole, can be a little more plump.

"Ahem! Let's get back to the topic." Tong Ming cleared his throat and brought out the young man behind. "I'll introduce you. He is called Hu Yanxiu, the dean's closed disciple. He has been in retreat before. I’m out of the customs, I want you to take it for a while."

"Hu Yanxiu?" Luo Xiaoman blinked and couldn't help looking at the young man.

The young man has beautiful eyebrows, soft outlines, fair skin, and a pair of long and narrow eyes, revealing a confident light, and his long golden hair is very elegant, full of aristocratic atmosphere.

When he saw him, Luo Xiaoman couldn't help thinking of Zhi Wu.

One of them is as quiet as water, and the other is like a fierce fire. Are they enemies?

"Associate Dean, don't tell me, he is the young master of the Huyan family?" Luo Xiaoman said casually.

"Yes." Tong Ming smiled and said: "He is indeed the young master of the Huyan family."

Luo Xiaoman rolled his eyes, and he was really right, but the surname of Hu Yan is rare, and it is not surprising that it belongs to Hu Yan's family.

While Luo Xiaoman looked at Calling Yanxiu, the latter was also looking at this playful and cute little loli.

She wore a red breasted skirt, embroidered with a small white rabbit on her breast, and two pigtails. She had a pretty face and delicate features. The most striking thing was her big eyes that glowed when she laughed.

However, such a little loli is actually the elder of the Holy Academy?

If it hadn't been confirmed by Tong Ming, he would think it was a joke!

"Associate Dean, are you serious?" Hu Yanxiu glanced at Tong Ming, and said lightly: "Let her be my temporary mentor, are you sure you are joking?"

"Yeah." Tong Ming nodded.

"Heh, I don't know what she is capable of, but this kind of monkey-playing training method is simply a waste of time." Hu Yanxiu glanced at the crowd on the training ground, desperately running, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.