"By the way, I have to talk to you about something." Tang San looked at Ye Zhiqiu, Xiao Wu and others, suddenly said mysteriously.

　　 "What?" Xiao Wu looked curious.

　　 Ye Zhiqiu has a clear mind, and after recalling the plot, he understands.

　　 At this point in time, Tang San estimated that he was going to the Soul Hunting Forest with Master Yu Xiaogang to obtain the first spirit ring.

　　 looks like a mandala snake soul ring that is more than 400 years old.

　　 Sure enough, Tang San said the next moment: "Tomorrow, I will go to the hunting forest with the teacher to get the first spirit ring, so I will say hello to you in advance."

　　 After hearing Tang San's answer, Xiao Wu seemed to become a little depressed, and muttered something softly. Tang San didn't hear it clearly, so she didn't care too much.

　　 "Go, remember to be careful." Ye Zhiqiu patted Tang San on the shoulder.

　　 Tang San went to hunt down the first spirit ring this time, the process was a bit tortuous, but the ending was still good, and Ye Zhiqiu was not too worried.

　　 Tang San smiled, and said, "With the teacher's company, don't worry. But Aqiu, you want to hunt the soul beasts to obtain the soul ring by yourself, which makes people worry."

　　 "What? Brother Qiu is going to hunt down the spirit ring alone?"

　　 "No way, that would be too dangerous."

"That's right..."

　　Wang Sheng and others exclaimed.

　　 Then they persuaded Ye Zhiqiu together to get him to dispel this idea of ​​death. After all, hunting soul beasts alone is still too dangerous, don't you see that Yu Xiaogang's 29th-level soul master was almost killed by a 400-year-old mandala snake?

　　How many levels is Ye Zhiqiu? And not a single spirit ring.

　　 However, Ye Zhiqiu has made up his mind. He wanted to hunt down the spirit ring alone for a reason, because his first spirit ring wanted at least a thousand years.

　　 Then, if he asks his mentor to get the spirit ring, wouldn’t he scare the mentor to death?

　　 The college tutor would certainly not agree to his request for death.

　　 Avoid trouble, Ye Zhiqiu can only choose this way of hunting alone.

　　Relatively, he must also be fully prepared, strong enough to withstand the physique of a thousand-year-old spirit ring, at least three-gou jade writing round eyes or a further kaleidoscope, plus the last eight-door Dunjia.

　　 After all this is ready, Ye Zhiqiu will consider entering the Soul Hunting Forest alone.

　　 The goal he set for himself is to get a double ring in one year.

　　 At the same time, this year was also the time he left for Shouhe Yuanyuan to improve and improve his physique, and by the way, he ran some wool on Xiao Chenyu and others.

　　 At night, Qisheli was quiet, and there was no sense of noise during the day.

　　 Tang San sat cross-legged on the bed to practice as before. He only slept for a few hours a day, and spent most of his time practicing Xuan Tian Gong, using practice instead of sleep.

　　The rest have already fallen asleep, and some are still talking in their dreams.

　　 Ye Zhiqiu closed his eyes slightly, lying in bed unable to sleep. He was thinking about his mentality when he was fighting during the day.

　　 From beginning to end, Ye Zhiqiu didn't think he was a war-thirsty and murderous person. He had a bottom line in what he did.

　　 Because of the argument, he placed heavy hands on some students who were still children in his eyes, which had obviously touched the bottom line in his heart.

　　 What caused me to become like this?

　　Mind? The influence of the origin of Shouhe? Or do you lose yourself after your power skyrocketed?

　　 Ye Zhiqiu frowned and thought. I remember someone said in previous lives that the stronger the power, the more you must have a matching character to be able to control it perfectly.

　　 Otherwise, it's not you driving the power, but the power driving you.

　　 Ye Zhiqiu has forgotten who said it, so let's assume it was Lu Xun.

　　 If one regards spiritual practice as a duality, one is for the cultivation of immortals and the other is for the cultivation of demons. That Ye Zhiqiu's reaction during the day was more like a magic cultivator.

　　 This state is very dangerous. When fighting, if both sides are at the same level and cannot be crushed, whoever fights is calmer and able to seize the opportunity.

　　 In this state of Shi Lezhi, Ye Zhiqiu obviously had no brains at all. Therefore, he has to put an end to this state.

　　 How to stop it? This is a problem!

　　 Maybe, you can find more people to learn from, so that the energy movement in the body becomes a habit?

　　 At the same time, can you improve your fighting skills?

　　 Ye Zhiqiu was thinking, his consciousness slowly fell asleep, and he fell asleep.

　　 Early the next morning, Ye Zhiqiu was in a daze, feeling a little itchy on his face.

　　 As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a swollen little face, looking at him mischievously, his eyes narrowed into a beautiful crescent shape, who could not be Xiao Wu.

　　 "Dead girl..." Ye Zhiqiu complained, lifted the quilt and covered his head, and wanted to continue sleeping.

　　 "Who do you call the dead girl..." Xiao Wu came up angrily and took off Ye Zhiqiu's quilt.

　　 Ye Zhiqiu naturally did not let go. I have been sealed by the bed demon. No one wants to ask me to get up today...

　　 After the two men pulled back and forth, only a "tear" sound was heard.

　　 The quilt actually broke a big hole...

　　 Ye Zhiqiu's face turned black. Peat...this is Lao Tzu's new quilt...

　　 Xiao Wu is like a frightened little rabbit, and quickly let go. With his hands behind his back, his head turned away, his big eyes squirming and an innocent expression.

　　 "Puff......" Wang Sheng couldn't help but laugh out loud.

　　 Ye Zhiqiu glared at them and looked around. Tang San was not seen in the dormitory. UU reading www. The others at uukanshu.com are there.

"Brother Qiu, the third boss has disappeared early in the morning, and it is estimated that he has already followed the master to the hunting forest. Today is the opening ceremony of Notting College, and sister Xiao Wu kindly asked you to get up." Wang Sheng was stared at by Ye Zhiqiu. Afterwards, he was a lot more honest, explained to Xiao Wu with a serious face.

　　 "It's all right, it's just a quilt, and I don't blame her." Ye Zhiqiu replied casually, stretched his waist, and started to wash.

　　Since it is the opening ceremony, Ye Zhiqiu is naturally going to see it.

　　 The opening ceremony of the Notting Junior Soul Master Academy is held on the playground, starting at nine in the morning. If there is nothing wrong with the students, they must be present.

　　 Ye Zhiqiu and his group first went to the cafeteria for breakfast, then walked slowly towards the playground together, talking and laughing on the road.

　　 The students on the main road saw that Ye Zhiqiu, a group of working-study students, came over, and they all hurriedly gave way for fear of avoiding it.

　　 pointed at them on both sides.

　　 Ye Zhiqiu and the others don’t know yet, at the Notting Junior Soul Master Academy, their current class of work-study students are already well-known, or they are well-known.

　　 Xiao Chenyu's group of senior students, at this moment, there are still a lot of serious injuries lying in the college infirmary.

　　 This kind of passing by is like a general phenomenon of clearing the field, which became more obvious after Ye Zhiqiu and his party came to the playground.

　　Basically, all the students are far away from their area, and they glanced at them from a distance from time to time and talked a lot.

　　This kind of treatment was only available to Xiao Chenyu and his group before. Ye Zhiqiu was a little helpless. It seemed that he did make a serious noise yesterday, depending on what scared these little lambs.

　　 However, it seems that it will be much more convenient to use negative emotions in the future...