From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

in the afternoon.

The university campus was youthful as usual.

In the classroom, Zhang Chulan sat upright, and next to him was Feng Baobao, who had completed the transfer procedures through the green channel.

Zhang Xilin's real name is Zhang Huaiyi. He is a junior fellow of Zhang Zhiwei, the old Taoist priest of Mount Longhu. He once became sworn brothers with Wu Gensheng, the head of Quanxing Sect, and realized the origin of the eight extraordinary skills and qi bodies. Since then, he has traveled around the country and never returned to his master's sect in his entire life.

More than ten years ago, Zhang Huaiyi came out again and attracted a large group of veterans from various sects, and then died together with them in the dense forest. Before his death, Xu Xiang, the head of the North China region, found him with Feng Baobao, who had lost her memory.

Zhang Huaiyi obviously recognized Feng Baobao. In order to give his grandson an extra assurance, he promised that as long as Feng Baobao stayed by Zhang Chulan's side, he would be able to uncover the mystery of his life sooner or later, and he would teach him the origin of his Qi body through his soul.

Since then, Feng Baobao has been secretly observing Zhang Chulan, and the Xu family's protection of her has continued to the generation of Xu San and Xu Si.

However, now that the news of the origin of the Qi body has leaked out, people from all sides have gathered together, and the secret guards have been forced to come to the surface.

Sitting in the seat, Zhang Chulan breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as he speculated, these same people rarely appear in daily life, which means that there are unknown constraints restricting them. As long as they stay in crowded places, they are safe. This group of people dare not take action in public.

But the May Day holiday is just a few hours away. By then, those who need to go home will go home, and those who need to go out to play will go out to play. The number of students who stay will drop drastically, and the situation is not very good.

In addition, there is another issue that deserves attention, that is, as time goes by, there seem to be more and more people with strange possessions.

Zhang Chulan glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, and Wei Tian, ​​who claimed to be from the Soldiers' Tomb, immediately passed his hand across his neck.

In the first row of the classroom, a pink-haired girl was sleeping soundly, while a beautiful woman in a long robe next to her was actively answering questions.

The brown-skinned schoolgirl in the corner.

Red Boy at the back left.

Next to him was a simple young man holding a law book and memorizing it silently.

Not far away, there was a middle-aged uncle who was obviously not a student. He had a muscular body and the teacher didn't dare to care about him at all. According to the freaks, he was the master of some hero and a tiger.

Zhang Chulan held his forehead with his hand. If this continued, there would soon be no locals left in the classroom. He had to find a way to break the impasse as soon as possible. First of all, he had to figure out their purpose, including what the source of Qi was, and then pick a safe thigh to hold on to. There must be official figures to maintain the secular order.

……

On campus, in the open space in front of shops.

The two old sanitation workers looked at each other.

Xia Liuqing tugged at his collar, feeling a little uncomfortable. In fact, it was predictable that Quan Xing's people would appear here.

"I'll take care of this piece."

"I'll give you some money for working so hard."

Yu Yinyang leaned over and dumped the garbage into the trash can. He was once the successor of the Yinyang School, and was known as the Lord of the Clouds. He came and went like clouds, and was an expert in both water and body techniques.

"I heard that you accepted a disciple?"

"What does it have to do with you?"

Yu Yinyang nodded, "It really has nothing to do with me, but I think it will soon have nothing to do with you either."

"What do you mean?" Xia Liuqing frowned, followed the other person's gaze, and his expression suddenly changed.

In front of the milk tea shop.

Xia Mi was holding a freshly brewed milk tea, she turned around and saw two people coming down the stairs from the restaurant, she couldn't help but wipe her eyes.

Jiang Yuan was stunned for a moment, and Wang next to him was also confused.

"Oh, there is such a handsome young man in the world. I am the prehistoric giant python Yemeng Xia Mi. What's your name?"

"Jiang Yuan, the master of land navigation."

"Brother, I think we have met somewhere before."

"Maybe." Jiang Yuan glanced at the empty space in front of him and asked, "That guy..." "Oh, it's irrelevant." Xia Mi waved her hand and handed over the milk tea. "Who is this?"

"Follower." Jiang Yuan took the milk tea. It had too much sugar and he had no intention of drinking it.

Wang Ye: “Six”

Xia Mi cupped her hands and said righteously, "My brother and I hit it off right away. It would be better to do it today than today. How about we get married?"

"I am a righteous young man." Jiang Yuan recognized Xia Liuqing's figure.

"It doesn't matter. It's a match made in heaven with the Quan Xing demon girl." Xia Mi said with a smile.

Wang Ye nervously grabbed someone's shoulder. If Liangyuan was a member of the Quan clan, things would become complicated.

"Grandun Grandmaster, please think about this again."

Jiang Yuan slapped the other person's hand away and said calmly, "Don't say anything, you evil beast."

Wang Ye: "..."

You forget your principles for the sake of beauty, right?

Seeing someone trying to stop her, Xia Mi looked unhappy and pointed at the flag on the playground and asked, "Little Taoist priest, do you think it's the wind or the flag that's moving?"

"When faced with beauty, one's heart is moved," said Jiang Yuan.

Wang Ye's scalp was numb, and he said with difficulty: "Brother, this is really not possible. The thirty-six thieves died without a burial place. There is no difference between sworn brotherhood and marriage."

Xia Liuqing had already approached without knowing when.

"You two are the heir of Wudang and the Taiping Sword Immortal, right? I have heard about the incident at Jianmen Pass. Xiao Mizi, stop making trouble. We should not interfere with each other and we should say goodbye."

"Ha, old man, what nonsense are you talking about? This is the father of my child. Can't you tell? We look like a couple."

Xia Mi ran in front of someone, turned around and leaned close to him, with his head just at his chest. She pulled the other person's arm and hugged it against her chest, and couldn't help grinning.

Wang was speechless. Objectively speaking, both of them were stunningly beautiful, but the older brother had a weak presence, and the girl was a bit naive, so neither of them stood out.

Xia Liuqing was so anxious that he was running around in circles. It was obvious that the darling of the Xia family was planning to throw himself at her.

"What are you doing here?" Jiang Yuan asked with his head down.

"Looking for the source of the Qi body, the old man said that I am missing a profound method that is moderate and peaceful. The source of the Qi body is called the end of the art, which is appropriate. To become the leader of the martial arts world, you must lay a good foundation first. You are not here, so I can only find a way myself. Pinch you, pinch you, pinch you..."

Jiang Yuan asked again, "Come back with me, or play by yourself."

"I want to play by myself." Xia Mi said. It was rare for her to be interested in something. The Alien World could be regarded as a realistic martial arts VR game.

"It's up to you." Jiang Yuan said indifferently. With a backup plan, the other party would not be in any danger no matter what happened. At most, he would be chased around in a mess. Besides, a projection could not hurt her real body.

At a certain moment, a subtle wave spread, and Wang watched someone break through the Shouzhong realm.

"Brother."

"When your heart is moved, you will naturally have fewer thoughts."

Jiang Yuan explored it briefly and then ignored it.

"Old man, my husband is handsome, isn't he?" Xia Mi said with a smile.

Xia Liuqing almost choked himself because he couldn't catch his breath.

"My wife praises me for what I do, and it's my own thing. Don't mind it, old sir. As for the mask of divinity, if you can play the role of an ancient swordsman, then I don't need to keep the Golden Elixir Sword Immortal Technique of the Sword Pavilion to myself. If we work together, the effect should be good." Jiang Yuan said.

Xia Liuqing waved his hands with a complicated expression. He could sense the other party's implicit unfamiliarity. This guy was only calm because of Xiao Mizi. Besides, the divinity he was best at had nothing to do with swords, so the sword fairy method was not suitable for him.

(End of this chapter)