"It's just a bet between you and me. Do you really think that I, Feng Qingkuang, can't beat you?"

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The atmosphere of confrontation is like two tigers fighting each other, and its momentum is soaring.

"I am willing to bet and admit defeat. Since I dare to bet, I must take responsibility!"

Ao Junxie was also angry.She is his wife, how can she be turned upside down?Such arrogance, such arrogance, how can I endure it, how can I endure it? [

"You say husband and wife, I promise you husband and wife. But if you want me to let go of my obstinacy, you are dreaming!"

Flicking his sleeves wildly, suddenly a fierce momentum shot out from his body, the forced person couldn't stand up, and retreated more than three feet!In the space behind, the guqin is clanging, ethereal and ethereal!

"enough!"

Suddenly there was a sharp shout, this aura was so powerful that he took a staggering step back and sat down on the chair all of a sudden, only then was he able to stabilize the aura of spiritual power.After standing still, he turned his head to look at the person who made the sound.

His beard and hair are completely white, and he is old.

"headmaster!"

"headmaster!"

"..."

Qing Kuang knew the identity of the person in front of him from the names others called this person.

Suo Wenming, the principal of Slanta Imperial School, is rarely in the school all the year round, and only appears at the opening ceremony every three years.

"Meet the principal!"

After he staggered wildly and sat down, that aura suddenly disappeared.On the side of Qingkuang's inner emotions, his face was calm, he got up slowly, and said indifferently and politely.

"Ah."

Suo Wenming replied lightly, although there was no emotion on the surface, but in his heart he secretly praised Qingkuang's reaction and demeanor.

"Sit down, the ceremony is about to begin!"

"Yes, Headmaster!"

Qing Kuang replied indifferently, and then tidied up, with slightly wrinkled clothes, sat down slowly, from beginning to end, without even looking at Ao Junxie.

"It's the principal!"

Ao Junxie also responded, when he sat down, he glanced at Qing Kuang, secretly hating himself in his heart.I didn't want to anger her at all, why... Alas, where did his calmness and intelligence go at that moment? [

calm down!

The little girl in front of me can definitely be measured by the standards of normal people.

Girl, little girl, Ao Junxie snorted coldly in his heart, this guy is full of momentum, rebellious and rebellious, he looks like a delicate girl at all.

He looks like a domineering man!

Take a deep breath, but this little girl is getting more and more fond of him.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

With the clear and shallow coughing sound behind him, Qing Kuang couldn't help but turned his head again.

Nangong Jinsheng looked at Qingkuang and turned to look at him, smiled lightly, and nodded elegantly.

"Miss You Lao is worried!"

Blinking his eyes, he stared madly at the man who was as cold as a fairy and as white as a lotus, and wanted to open his mouth to say something, but there was a burst of silence after all.

Ao Junxie, who had calmed down, looked at all this charmingly and lazily, not getting angry.

Frowning slightly, he secretly said: "It seems that it's time to investigate this Nangong Jinsheng carefully!"

Nangong Jinsheng, a sick and weak young man with a delicate body, like a lotus but not a demon.

Why, does she feel distressed?

Supporting his chin with his hands, he chased after this strange feeling with all his might, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Nangong, when I grow up, I will definitely find Yun Muzhu, and then you will never suffer from illness again!"

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