Crazy Concubine: Uncle, please lie down

Chapter 30 A Good Humanoid Sandbag

The headmaster looked back at the direction he left, and suddenly smiled.

This time he showed off quite a bit. It had been a long time since his master had called him such old buddies. He could guarantee that he would just let Lao Chengyue and the others know, and he must be envious of himself.

See if they still dare to laugh at me in this small misty town for more than ten years, but when will I be transferred back? Accompanied by the old man, this place could not stay any longer.

No, old man!

How could you forget such an important thing!

The principal slapped his thigh: "No, I have to report to the master immediately!"

Thinking about it, he hurried towards the second floor, afraid that if he was a step late, the man would leave.

I went up and saw that the man was still there.

He breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly said: "Master, I have something to report to you. The vice-principal of our school has lost his spirit root, but this time he can suddenly cultivate, and he has directly broken through to the innate."

"Ah."

It was still the faint word 'hmm', without any mood swings, and he didn't even lift his head.

"It seems to have something to do with that girl. As far as I know, she should be the one who made Principal Cang break through."

As he said that, he tentatively looked at his master's face, but he only saw a calm and handsome face, without any superfluous expression.

Could it be that he guessed it himself, the master actually has no other intentions towards that girl?
But in the next second, that person's cold voice sounded slowly again:

"Well, this matter is completely blocked, and no news can be spread."

"Yes!"

The headmaster froze for a moment, wanting to say something more, but before he could say it, a figure flashed in front of him, and the figure of that person was gone.

He stood there for a while, his wrinkled old face suddenly smiled:
Almost forgot, he still has to go to receive the reward.

He walked directly towards a wall on the left, made a strange handprint, and a faintly radiant teleportation array appeared under his feet, and then his figure disappeared in place.

Han Tianlan didn't know all of this.

She left the Faculty of Arts and walked slowly on the street, thinking about what the principal said just now.

She knew in her heart that the principal's so-called conditions were not conditions at all, as if she was tempting herself to agree to him.

Things are indeed a great thing, but she always feels that it is not that simple.

So, in the library just now, even though she was overjoyed in her heart, she didn't dare to show it a little bit.

However, what is the principal's purpose in doing this?
Please find something yourself!If you find something, it's your own!

I have never seen such deceptive conditions!

Forget it, forget it, forget about him, anyway, he just told a bad story, and didn't mention anything useful, even if I found it, I found it myself, and it has nothing to do with him.

Well, that's it!
Han Tianlan took a deep breath.

Forget it, the big deal is to give him some compensation at that time.

Thinking of this, she finally felt better, and walked back faster.

But just a few steps away, there was a burst of shouting and cursing in front of him.

"Han Yi, you still want to sell your broken paintings for money, fuck your mother, I think highly of you with a few broken paintings of yours!"

As soon as this rough voice fell, another softer voice sounded.

"Haha, waste is waste. If you can't practice and don't know how to stay at home properly, you can wait until the patriarch to find you a master so you can sell your ass. Those who show their faces all day are not afraid of not being able to find a good master."

This person is even too much, every sentence directly pokes people's scars.

As a waste material without spiritual roots, this is not the way out in the future. Although everyone understands these words in their hearts, no one will say them like this, and they will say it face to face.

Han Yi tightly hugged the calligraphy and painting in her arms, her eyes were calm and calm, as if these people did not exist.

He just wanted to get out of here quickly, as for these people, he was already used to it.

Han Tianlan stood under a big tree not far away, watching quietly.

She has no intention of going up to help, everyone has their own way of survival, and she is no longer the angry youth who likes to see injustices and draw swords to help.

In her opinion, Han Yi doesn't need to help herself.

"Haha, trash is trash, look at his instigation, haha..."

The voice was extremely arrogant, and as he spoke, he punched Han Yi on the shoulder.

Han Yi had never practiced before. When he punched, he took several steps back, but he didn't fall down.

Han Feiqi was annoyed when he saw that he didn't knock him down with a single punch, he was also a cultivator at the level of Houtian, how could he not be able to knock down even a piece of trash, and he didn't believe in this evil.

He didn't speak and just punched down again.

This punch hit Han Yi's stomach directly, and he said angrily, "I told you to stand, but today I have to lie down on the ground and call you my grandpa!"

While speaking, his hands didn't stop, punching Han Yi's body one after another.

Soon, Han Yi vomited blood, but he still stood stubbornly. Although his back was not so straight, he looked proud.

Han Tianlan shook his head and didn't plan to read any more.

In her opinion, although Han Yi is worthy of praise for being proud and unyielding, it is easy to break the steel!

Sometimes it is good to be able to bend and stretch as a human being.

It's just that she also understands that although she said so, it is not easy to do it. Even she often suffered countless injuries because she couldn't let go of her pride.

"I told you to stand, shit, I still don't believe it, I can't beat you a piece of trash! Feihao, you come together, and kill this kid today!"

Han Feiqi was panting, his forehead was sweating, but Han Yi was still standing, this completely aroused his anger, and he used his acquired cultivation base to punch Han Yi again without hesitation. Kick.

He came here today to vent his anger. Originally, he was still scruples, fearing that he would really beat this guy to death.

But seeing him standing proudly now, Han Feiqi looked so awkward, wishing to punch him until he knelt on the ground and called him grandpa!
Why?Why should he have such arrogance for a piece of trash with no spiritual roots, yet he has to bow down in front of those people in his family!

It's fine for others, but Zhang Jingran, a mere son of a housekeeper, dares to put on airs in front of him, but he still dare not resist!
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and the harder he punched Han Yi.

And another Han Feihao who was called by him also joined the ranks of beating Han Yi.

Han Feihao praised while hitting.

"Those people are right. This kid is an unbeatable Xiaoqiang. You see, we have been fighting for a long time, and he is still standing upright. He really is a good human-shaped sandbag."

"Haha, who says it's not, it's really comfortable to play like this!"

As he spoke, there was another crackling sound of fists colliding with flesh.

(End of this chapter)