The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 859 Spiritual Power
Sure enough, this man knew something!
But she still looked at Xiao Yu calmly: "Dean Xiao, what do you know?"

Xiao Yu took two steps back, and looked at Xie Wanrong again. She was wearing the simplest coarse linen clothes, but she couldn't hide the cold and noble aura on her body. She was extremely beautiful, especially those vivid almond eyes.

He hooked the corner of his lips, "I don't know, I just heard it mentioned before."

"Who is it?" Seeing that Xiao Yu didn't intend to tell her, Xie Wanrong simply said, "To be honest, I forgot some things. If you know something..."

"You..." Xiao Yu's eyes tightened suddenly, and Xie Wanrong's words were interrupted suddenly, his enchanting face came closer, with a strange smile on the corner of his lips: "Your appearance...is somewhat familiar."

He spread out his palm, and a scroll of pictures appeared in his palm. He unhurriedly opened the portrait, compared it, and said, "It's indeed somewhat similar..."

Xie Wanrong looked over, the picture was a young woman, with a gentle and charming face, red lips, wearing a purple tunic skirt, she looked carefully, there was a slight resemblance, but upon closer inspection, it was not too similar.

"No!" Xiao Yu narrowed his narrow and phoenix eyes, and held the painting in his hand with one hand. He folded his body, led the red robe fluttering, and relaxed and recklessly leaned back on the Luohan couch, and put away the painting in his hand at the same time.

He stared at Xie Wanrong with a half-smile, and his voice squeezed out from his thin lips: "Back then, her appearance was only slightly similar to that of a goddess, only Fulu Shuangze, and girl, you are as close as a goddess. It's like a seven-pointer, it's a miracle."

It would be fine if it was just a phoenix soul, but with that face, Xiao Yu straightened his thoughts, supported his forehead, and said with a smile: "Okay, let's pay homage to the teacher."

Xie Wanrong stood still: "I don't need to be a teacher."

Xiao Yu smiled even more, and the fiery red robe made his smile even more wild. He played with his fingers: "How can you enter my Qingshan Academy without being a teacher, and how can you learn the exercises of my Qingshan Academy."

"Principal Xiao, since you know spiritual power, where is the friend who told you now?" Xie Wanrong's original intention was to inquire about the Nanxia Continent, not to learn art.

"Miss Xie, you and I take a step back. Since you don't want to be a teacher, then the disciples outside the sect will exempt you from the requirement of being a teacher, but you must follow me to learn how to get started. As for what you want to know, I will learn it after you." After getting started, I will tell you."

Qingshan College cannot give up such qualifications, Xiao Yu said word by word.

Xie Wanrong was silent, it seemed that there was only one way to do it now, so she nodded her head in agreement.

Elder Xu, who had been kneeling on the ground, did not expect Dean Xiao to back down so much, but after Dean Xiao said this, Miss Xie really resembles the goddess statue in the Goddess Temple.

"Elder Xu, prepare some clothes for her, and the courtyard is next to it." Xiao Yu said.

Elder Xu knew Xie Wanrong's ability, so he didn't dare to neglect Xie Wanrong. He led Xie Wanrong out of the hall, and looked at her curiously: "Wan Rong, from now on you will be an outside disciple of Qingshan College. Foreign disciples, but to be taught by Dean Xiao personally, this is a good thing you can't even ask for, you must practice diligently in the future, and don't let your great talent go to waste."

After such a long list, Elder Xu finally asked what he wanted to ask the most: "What did you just say about spiritual power? Did you research it yourself?"

(End of this chapter)