The exorcism girl of campus rebirth

Chapter 189 Hongjun leaves and talks about the game

Feng Qingyun held back her anger, but she was facing Hongjun, and she couldn't vent her anger. Who would let the opponent's strength surpass her own?Feng Qingyun pursed her lips, pulled her backpack, and looked for what she needed from it.

Since Gu Buwu left with the money, he probably is somewhere at ease now, at least he can't be lonely and has nowhere to go, Feng Qingyun let go of Gu Buwu, and immediately put his heart into it Here comes this matter.

Since the painting still has my own breath left, I can find its traces, Feng Qingyun arranged the formation, and placed four yellow talismans around the formation, each of which was written with the imprints I painted , plus the seal of Fengdi.

After Feng Qingyun set up the formation, she entered the formation, she meditated on the spot, and after a while, she stopped making any noise.

Feng Qingyun knew that Hongjun must have known that when he was meditating, he must not let any external factors disturb him, otherwise not only would he not be able to find the trace of the painting, but he would also have a mental breakdown because of this, and then die on the spot!

For some unknown reason, when Feng Qingyun was meditating, Hongjun quietly cast a barrier around him.Now, even if there is an earthquake or fire outside, there is no way to disturb her.

An hour later, Feng Qingyun suddenly opened her eyes, and she suddenly covered her chest, panting heavily.

"What's the matter?" Hongjun's black eyes, which were originally closed, opened in a hurry. He saw Feng Qingyun's eager panting appearance, and immediately stepped forward.

"To the southeast, three kilometers by eye. I can only feel so much." Feng Qingyun gasped for breath, his chest trembled, and said these words.

She opened her eyes forcibly just now, and she has already forcibly used the tracking method just now. Her strength is still very weak, and her spiritual power has not recovered. In this state, contacting the tracking method is simply courting death.

But she is Feng Qingyun, she dared to do many things, things that no one dared to try, she still tried and lived well.

Feng Qingyun clutched her heart, and after saying what she just said, she was about to fall down along the ground.

With a flash, Hongjun came to Feng Qingyun's side, he caught Feng Qingyun very naturally, even he himself was very surprised by that natural appearance.

The girl's unique fragrance came to his nostrils, making Hongjun, who had lived for countless years but had never touched a finger of a woman in his life, trembled in the bottom of his heart.

Hongjun stretched out his hand and pressed it on Feng Qingyun's back, instilling spiritual power into her.

He was seriously injured. In the battle, he was seriously injured and has not recovered. If he used some ordinary moves, he might be able to bear it, but instilling spiritual power is to self-destruct. in order.

But Hongjun still instilled his own spiritual power into Feng Qingyun, the reason is unclear.

After finishing these, Hongjun placed Feng Qingyun on the bed, he took the cinnabar pen in Feng Qingyun's backpack, and then brought a piece of white paper, wrote two words on it, and went out to leave.

The place was found, not far away, how could he not leave, that painting was like another life to him, this time no matter what, he had to return it to his hands!

Feng Qingyun only woke up at six o'clock in the evening. At this time, the sky was completely dark, and it was no longer evening, but winter nights also get dark quickly.

Looking around, Hongjun had already left, and there was only a white note on the only table in front of him.

Feng Qingyun felt that she was much better now, she stood up, walked over to pick up the note, and took a look at it.

"Heal well."

The four big characters were written grandly on the white paper like a dragon singing and a phoenix claw. Feng Qingyun glanced at it, rolled up the paper, crumpled it into a ball and threw it away.

She thought that she would never have anything to do with Hongjun again. He might take the painting and leave, maybe go back to the wasteland, maybe find another habitat with the mythical beast White Tiger, but this doesn't seem to have anything to do with her.

After Hongjun left, Feng Qingyun lived an ordinary life again. The campus life is colorful. She lived a new life and saw the fresh life of the previous life again.
The girl who troubled her earlier also made no noise, Feng Qingyun naturally knew that she would be stable for a while.

The end of the term is coming soon, and it's time to prepare for the final exam next week. However, this week, the Baiyang City Education Bureau temporarily decided to invite all middle school students in the city to participate in a historical insight contest.

What is the historical insight contest? It is to test middle school students, who has rich historical experience and who knows more about history.

This is not something that everyone can participate in. In this competition, one has to win a ranking, and if one has strong ability, there is also a certificate to receive.

Because this competition was quite sudden, Feng Qingyun was called to the office by the class teacher Liu Wenyan early in the morning.

She once discovered that among the students in Class A, Feng Qingyun loves studying the most. Although Feng Qingyun's grades at the beginning really surprised her, with full marks in Chinese, passable in mathematics, and zero marks in English and chemistry!
But after so many months, she must have noticed Feng Qingyun's hard work.Feng Qingyun was always reading at school, whether it was during class time or after class time, and she knew how to ask the teacher if she didn't understand.

More importantly, as the English teacher and head teacher of Class A, she is very happy for the students in the class to ask questions that she doesn't understand.

I don't know what the reason is, judging from the quiz and monthly exams in the past few months, Feng Qingyun's Chinese scores are always at the top, and her scores in other subjects have gradually improved, at least in English. , physical chemistry will not take a zero duck egg back.

In this historical insight contest, the head teacher of each class has a nomination quota, which is to nominate the student with the best knowledge of history in his class.

Undoubtedly, Feng Qingyun was taken by Liu Wenyan.

The students in Class A, as I said before, are all unlearned and incompetent rich children. How many of them are sitting in the school classrooms for studying? Most of them are just dawdling.

As for Feng Qingyun's good grades in Chinese, even the Chinese teacher was full of praise, saying that she had a good memory and could memorize almost everything she had read backwards.

At first Liu Wenyan didn't really believe it. You said that Feng Qingyun has good grades in Chinese and good memory, so why is she not good at English? The English test is all about memory and memorizing words, but why can't she remember them?
However, there are no candidates left in the class, since Feng Qingyun's Chinese grades let her go, let's go.

Otherwise, my quota would be wasted, so I might as well try my luck.

After all, the comparison this time is only a small part of Chinese, history.

Talking about history requires reading a lot of history books, but I don't know if Feng Qingyun can understand it.

When Liu Wenyan told Feng Qingyun such a thing, Feng Qingyun only replied with three words, "Okay, I'll go."

The competition happened very suddenly, and it was a competition of middle school students from all over the city, so the venue was naturally not Guotian Middle School.

What's more, the end of the period is approaching, the day of the competition is the third day after Feng Qingyun received her to participate in the competition.

Feng Qingyun packed her schoolbag in the morning, even if it was a historical explanation this time, she still had to put these things in her bag, and on the contrary, she also put the two books she borrowed from the library last time , put them all in the bag.

"Hey! Fang Yin, you have to give our class a first place!" Shen Qiuting cheered on.

Feng Qingyun glanced at him from the side, and then replied, "Oh."

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