Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

"It's okay, it's not as strenuous as it was at the beginning." The little fox said obediently.

It has gradually been able to keep up with the progress, and learning has become a lot easier. It is much better than when I first came here.

Shiwu asked seriously: "If you are transferred to the blue class, will you be able to keep up?"

After thinking about it, if he wanted the little fox to avoid Guan Yue, he had to be transferred.

It would be best to transfer the little fox to the orange shift and be with him, so that he can keep anyone away from the little fox.

However, Fifteen is also very clear that this is simply impossible.

The little fox used to like to be playful, and Zhuge Canglan hadn't been in the Demon Palace for more than ten years, so of course no one urged it to learn, and now it is simply difficult for him to let him learn.

The little fox can slowly follow the lessons of the ink class because it belongs to the fox and has a good brain, so it makes progress so fast.

But if you want to let it enter the orange class like this, then wait for it to be whipped by the master with a ruler.

But he was really worried about putting it in the ink class. After much deliberation, he decided to transfer the little fox to the blue class, which was not too difficult.

The little fox looked at Fifteen with wide round eyes, and asked innocently, "Fifteen, are you kidding me?"

Shiwu approached it and said, "No, I'm serious. What if I transfer you to the basketball team? Are you confident to keep up with the progress?"

The little fox shook its head like a rattle, and after Shiwu pressed its head, it stopped.

The little fox said pitifully: "Fifth, stop making trouble, it is absolutely impossible to keep up, I... I can barely keep up in the ink class, go to the blue class, do you want my claws to be hijacked and turned into steamed buns by the master? I don't want it, it hurts."

The last time the little fox saw his master draw Ping Zifeng's ruler five times, as a result, Ping Zifeng was in pain for a month. This incident made him remember it deeply, and he still had lingering fears in his heart.

Fifteen squeezed the little fox's face: "But, if you are not transferred to the basketball class, you will not be able to get rid of Guan Yue's entanglement?"

"It's okay, it's okay... I just ignore him. I never answer what he talks in class, and he has very little time to talk, most of which are in class."

Fifteen took a deep look at it: "You don't understand."

Water dripping through stone, and iron pestle being ground into embroidery needles are all very likely to happen. If one day, the little fox changes his mind because of something he sat on, it will be really bad.

Therefore, before this possibility arises, Fifteen must resolutely put an end to it.

Neither of them could think of a better way, and the little fox was determined not to enter the blue class at this time, and there was no other discount on the fifteenth day, so he could only sleep first.

Half asleep and half awake, the little fox suddenly sat up from the bed and shouted: "Ah, yes..."

Sleepy Fifteen was in a daze: "What... have it?"

The little fox quickly shook him, "Ten 55, wake up."

"Tell me, what do you have?" Fifteen was still a little hysterical.

The little fox said excitedly: "I can't leave Moban, but Guan Yueneng, anyway, he wants to separate him from me. Isn't the effect the same if I go and him go?"

It can't keep up with the progress of the blue team, so it doesn't leave, but whether Guan Yue can keep up, what does it have to do with it?

Fifteen's sleepy man ran away in an instant, his eyes lit up, "Yes, this is also a good way, little fox, you are still smart."

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