my goddess school flower

After closing the book, Wang Ziqiao looked up at the sky, and it was actually full of stars at this time.

Stretching for a while and yawning, Wang Ziqiao smiled: "Time flies so fast!"

But Zhang Yingtian stared at Wang Ziqiao speechlessly. He had learned the runes and characters for three years, but it only took him half a day to learn them.

"By the way, see if the talisman is released like this!" After Wang Ziqiao said, he picked up the tiger soul-suppressing talisman, put it in front of Zhang Yingtian, uttered a spell, and then threw it out .

Roar……

Zhang Yingtian only felt a fierce tiger rushing toward his face, and he was so frightened that his toes touched the ground, and he hurriedly backed away, yelling strangely: "Boss, Brother Wang, Master Wang, don't do it!"

The paper talisman followed closely behind.

After Zhang Yingtian withdrew more than ten meters, he went straight down the stairs.

"Hey, want to run?" Wang Ziqiao laughed secretly, and suddenly spit out a drifting technique, which was blessed on the talisman paper, and the talisman paper fell on Zhang Yingtian's forehead in a flash.

At this time, Zhang Yingtian hadn't landed on the ground yet. After being put on the uniform, his body immediately became stiff and he fell straight down.

bang...

As if about to be, land with your feet together and your legs straight.

But because the inertia of the fall was too great, Zhang Yingtian thumped and knelt down on the ground again, but remained motionless.

Wang Ziqiao chuckled, his figure drifted away, landed silently, stood in front of Zhang Yingtian, raised his hand, and took the paper talisman back.

"Huh..." Zhang Yingtian let out a long breath, but took a few steps back, and said anxiously: "Master Wang, this tiger soul-suppressing talisman is extremely precious, and it cannot be used too much. If it is used too much, it will fail!"

"Oh? Didn't you say that this paper is made of tiger skin? Is it so easy to fail?" Wang Ziqiao squeezed the talisman, it was very soft and strong, just like cloth.

"Everything has a lifespan, not to mention this talisman paper, even if it is a real tiger skin, it will be damaged sometimes!" Zhang Yingtian explained depressedly.

"Okay, I see, do you still have such a talisman on your body?"

Zhang Yingtian shook his head hastily: "This is the only talisman on my body that is more durable, and the other talismans are all used up when I fight against you!"

"Then you can make some talismans for me later, as well as the invisibility talisman, flying talisman, and tracking talisman. Make more!"

"Master, this talisman is not so easy to make. I also stole this tiger soul-suppressing talisman. Generally speaking, 90.00% of them are waste talismans. It is very good if one of every ten pieces is successful. The talisman making It also consumes a lot of mental power and vitality!"

"I know, anyway, aren't you okay? It's fine if you can't make the soul-suppressing talisman, and the amulet should be fine, right? It's best to have a few relatives around me, so that they can avoid one or two when their lives are in danger!"

While the two were talking, they had already arrived in the living room, and asked the chef to prepare a few plates of good food, chatting while eating.

However, Wang Ziqiao's appetite has increased a lot now. If he wants, he can eat fifty or sixty catties of meat.

After dinner, Wang Ziqiao arranged for Zhang Yingtian to rest upstairs. This guy was chattering, and he didn't dare to let Zhang Yingtian get too close to him.

Moreover, he knew that bulldogs also have a suppressive effect on ghosts, so he asked a few dogs to watch Zhang Yingtian secretly first.

Scanning around mentally, he found that Bai Su was instructing Guan Linlin and Longquan to practice martial arts, and Junko Matsubara locked herself in a dark room, constantly practicing Shura Quick Cut.

"Where's Meng Liandie?" Only then did Wang Ziqiao think of Meng Liandie.

Leaving the building, I came to the lawn outside, and found that Meng Liandie was looking up at the stars with her hands behind her back.

He wanted to go up and say a few words, but he thought of a very serious problem. He had an appointment with Su Dingguo today, but he forgot about it because of Zhang Yingtian.

As soon as he slapped himself on the forehead, Wang Ziqiao secretly thought that he was careless, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone and called Su Feifei.

The phone was connected quickly, and Su Feifei said, "Zi Qiao, are you okay?"

"It's okay, where are you now?"

"Still in school, didn't you say you have an appointment with my dad today? I called my dad just now and told him about the matter, and he said let me wait for your call!"

"Then I'll go find you now. It's nine o'clock, so there should be still time!"

"Yu Wei and Tsing Yi are still with me now!" Sophie Fei replied.

"Are they still with you?" Wang Ziqiao remembered what he had told Yu Wei, and said, "Give her the phone!"

"Okay!" Su Feifei didn't refuse.

"Brother Zi Qiao, I called Meng Liandie just now. She said that you have tamed that demon as a subordinate and are learning Taoism. Is it true? When are you coming back?" Yu Wei replied.

"Well, where are you now?"

"In the dance studio, Feifei is learning Wudang Kung Fu from Tsing Yi!"

"Really?"

"Of course it's true, why don't you hurry up and take a look?"

"Okay, we'll be there in a while!" Wang Ziqiao hung up the phone, stepped into a Porsche sports car at the door, and sped away.

After passing by Meng Liandie, Wang Ziqiao hurriedly said: "Meng Liandie, get in the car!"

He didn't open the door, just rolled down the rear window.

Meng Liandie turned around and took a look, her figure had already drifted towards her. She pressed against the ground as if caressing her. In the blink of an eye, she came to the side of the car. Her soft body passed through the window and got in.

……

The car continued to drive, and Wang Ziqiao glanced at Mengliandie through the rearview mirror.

It was found that Mengliandie was also looking at Wang Ziqiao.

"Do you have doubts?" Wang Ziqiao asked back.

"What sect are you from? You are neither Taoist nor martial arts!" Meng Liandie asked back.

"Is it important? Everyone has secrets!"

Meng Liandie frowned slightly, with a gloomy expression, and said again: "Are you really willing to make a medicine stove for Yu Wei in the future?"

"You mean assisting Weiwei in practicing kung fu, right? Of course!"

"But do you know that you will die?" Meng Liandie asked back.

"It's not that serious, is it?" Wang Ziqiao was also surprised.

"Since the establishment of the Butterfly Sect, none of the men who assisted in practicing kung fu has survived, and there are many great masters of the fifth level among them!"

After Wang Ziqiao heard this, he let out a sigh of relief, and waved his hands nonchalantly: "Cut, it's only level five? When Weiwei reaches the peak of level five, I'm confident to reach level six!"

"Do you have the confidence to reach the sixth level? Your confidence is not ordinary. Do you really think that you are a peerless genius that is rare in a hundred years?" Meng Liandie sneered.

"Yes or not, let's wait and see!" Wang Ziqiao didn't want to explain too much to Meng Liandie, as soon as he stepped on the accelerator, he left in a hurry.

But Meng Liandie was relentless: "If you can't reach the sixth level, are you still willing to be Weiwei's medicine furnace?"

"I can't reach the sixth level, even if I want to, Weiwei won't be willing, understand?"

"I don't understand. If Weiwei reaches the pinnacle of the fifth level in the future, and you also reach the realm of a fifth-level grand master, with your help, she will have a great chance to become a peerless master at the sixth level, prolong her life, and do that carefree life." Why wouldn't she be willing?"

"Hey, don't you have a spiritual connection with her? Why don't you understand this at all? Do you think that Weiwei can feel at ease when I die? On the contrary, if I practice such kung fu, I need to pay the price of Weiwei's death. You won't agree either, this is called love, and nothing can seduce you, understand?" Wang Ziqiao sighed, shaking his head and glanced at Mengliandie in the rearview mirror.

(It’s Mid-Autumn Festival, I wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival and a happy family... Well, let’s remind everyone again, let’s see if there are any mooncakes left, they will expire after today!)