Evil Doctor Concubine Ao: Your Highness, eat meat!

Chapter 230 Director Yan and Teacher Wu

Chapter 230 Director Yan and Teacher Wu
Just when the crowd dispersed one by one
"Director Yan, do you want me to go up and check quietly?"

A middle-aged man in blue-gray clothes said to another person standing by the railing.

I saw the man with his hands behind his back at this moment, looking at the street downstairs that became empty in an instant.

His left hand kept turning the emerald green finger on the thumb of his back hand, as if he was thinking about what the person standing behind him said.

After a long time, the person by the railing finally turned around.

Facing the middle-aged man in blue-gray clothes, he said, "Mr. Wu, did you say that the multicolored light just now was really as Gong Shiyan said, did the dean break through the ninth-order boundary?"

The man who spoke was wearing the same blue-gray robe as the teacher Wu he was talking about. It was a teacher's uniform specially made by the Imperial College.

With his gray beard and sideburns, it is obvious that he is old, but this person is very energetic.

Hearing him ask himself, Teacher Wu replied humbly: "This... Director, to be honest, I have never heard of this. This person can still cultivate above the ninth level. Isn't that right? Immortals become gods?"

Teacher Wu's eyes flickered, not believing, but even more dissatisfied!

After listening to Mr. Wu's words, Director Yan naturally saw the dissatisfaction in his eyes, and let out a cold snort from his nose.

Then he said: "Don't be unconvinced. In this world, the strong are always respected. If you don't have the strength to defeat him, you have to swallow your breath and look at other people's eyes."

What Director Yan said was naturally the disparity between Mr. Wu and the dean.

But Mr. Wu didn't think so.

After hearing these words, the first thing he thought of was naturally himself and this person in front of him!

Isn't it?
Because his own strength is not as good as his, he never dared to refute even a word of what he said.

If it wasn't for the dean, who is a man who doesn't care about anything, why would he bother to pretend to be a fool and work under his hands?
If it weren't for the task assigned to him by the master!

Just by him?
In his heart, Mr. Wu greeted all eighteen generations of Director Yan's ancestors, and he was indeed humble all the time on his face, and he didn't dare to show it at all.

"Then, the dean..."

Teacher Wu raised his eyes and pretended to take a cautious look at Director Yan.

I saw his face twitching slightly: "It's better to be careful with the dean, like this! After a while, you go up and investigate to see what's going on with the colorful glow."

Teacher Wu naturally wanted to listen to what Director Yan said.

So he nodded in agreement.

What if you disagree?
And at this moment, on the top of the mountain, what interesting things happened?
I saw Yinzuo galloping all the way to the top of the mountain with the speed of lightning and thunder.

At this time, the light had dissipated, but his keen intuition told him that the light probably came from the Alchemy Pavilion of Uncle Guishou!

Sure enough, when he came to the Alchemy Pavilion.

I saw Master Dean and Uncle Ghost Hand both here.

"Uncle Guishou, the light just now, does it mean that someone with five lines of spiritual roots has awakened their spiritual power?!"

Yinzuo didn't say anything else, just rushed forward and turned around.

Trying to find the person in his mouth.

However, it was gorgeously ignored, and he was still sitting on the table, resisting Jun Moli who was breaking the seal and resisting the pain of spiritual root awakening alone!
Because he would never have thought that his 13th birthday had already passed.

And Jun Moli, who was judged to be a dead wood.

One day, five lines of spiritual roots will be awakened at the same time...

(End of this chapter)

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