Master of Magic

Chapter 74

The scholar turned his head and found that Wen Jing was not there, and the soul-broken flute in his hand was snatched away. He suddenly felt ashamed, pointed his finger and said, "You madman, you are cunning after going down the mountain. Quite a few."

Fatty Bai looked at the scholar's angry look, and laughed for a while, "Scholar, I think you are very afraid of Senior Sister Wen Jing, maybe you like Senior Sister Wen Jing..."

"Fatty, what are you talking about? I'm afraid that she means that I like her. How could I like that stinky bitch? Even if that bitch is standing in front of me now, I dare to say that. Damn bitch, bitch, isn't it just the last time I watched it?" Let her know..." At this point, the scholar suddenly closed his mouth.

"What did you see her?" Ye Fengqing and Fatty Bai's curiosity was aroused, and they asked loudly, with some jokes in their words.

"I want to know too!" Suddenly another voice sounded.

The scholar shuddered all over, and turned his head tremblingly, "Oh, isn't this a shameful woman in a closed moon, a little bird and a man, a gentle and quiet senior sister from everyone, I didn't expect you to participate in the assessment."

It was Wen Jing who came. Wen Jing looked at the scholar and said, "Why can you join me? Why can't I? Hey, I don't know why my fists are so itchy these days." Crackling bones.

Seeing Wen Jing's movements, the scholar choked up for a moment, and said with a forced smile, "It won't itch if you take it off. If it doesn't work, you can just take some medicine, there's no need..."

"Go, I just want to beat you up today," Wen Jing suddenly threw out two fists, leaving two panda eyes on the scholar's face, blew his fists, and smiled at Ye Fengqing and Fatty Bai: "You think it's strange No, this fist really doesn't itch anymore, let's see how my fist is, if it's right."

Seeing the scholar's two panda eyes, Ye Fengqing and Fatty Bai choked up for a moment, didn't dare to make a sound, just nodded heavily, and said: "Senior Sister Wen Jing is good at boxing, good at boxing, good at fighting."

"Hey, I'm usually very quiet, but someone," Wen Jing said, looking at the scholar and walking over.

Seeing Wen Jing walking towards him, the scholar hurriedly stepped back and said, "You, what do you dare to do? If you take another step forward, I will call someone."

Wen Jing stepped forward, gently rubbed the scholar's shoulders with her hands, her face blushed slightly, she looked a little shy, but then moistened her sexy thin lips, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said with a charming smile: "In the future, people's fists will I'll come to you again when I feel itchy, okay, okay!"

The scholar trembled all over, with a sly smile, "Okay..."

After finishing speaking, Wen Jing left. At this moment, Shu Changchang sighed and said, "Finally left."

Ye Fengqing and Fatty Bai came forward with a smile, seeing the scholar like this, couldn't help laughing.

"In the future, when someone has an itchy fist, they will come to you," Ye Fengqing said with a smile to the scholar imitating Wen Jing's words.

"Are you okay, are you okay!" Fatty Bai also imitated the next sentence in a quiet tone.

"Fuck off, are you disgusting? If you don't help, don't talk about it. Now you are still on fire, are you still brothers?" The scholar said three times in a row, looking at Ye Fengqing and Fatty Bai, very angry.

"Scholar, beast, scholar, beast!" At this moment a little black crow hovered over the scholar's head in the sky and shouted.

"Hmph, you little bitch, you dare to tease me. If you can't cure others, can you also cure you?" The scholar grabbed the little black crow's slender legs, and then threw it to the ground vigorously, only to see the little black crow The crow was thrown to the ground in an instant. Seeing this scholar, he immediately stomped on the little crow a few times, "Little bitch, I see if you still want to scold me!"

"Scholar, beast, scholar, beast!" The crow called again from under the scholar's feet.

At this time, Dogu suddenly poked his head out from Ye Fengqing's arms. Ye Fengqing pointed to the little crow and said to Dogu: "Duogu, look, do I treat you well in comparison? If you If you meet the master of the scholar, the consequences will be disastrous!"

"Duo Gu Duo Gu," Duo Gu blinked his big eyes, then covered his eyes with his claws in fear, but peeked at the little crow from time to time between the grasps.

At this moment, Ye Fengqing smiled at the scholar: "Scholar, if you beat him like this, the undead crow will become dead."

The scholar continued to step on the little crow, and said with some pride: "Go, how can an ancient alien species die so easily, let alone an immortal crow, even if it burns you to ashes, as long as there is a drop of blood, you can be resurrected, which is stronger than the body of a fairy. Be tougher."

"Scholar, look, is the little bitch out of breath? Why isn't he moving!" The fat man said in surprise, looking at the little black crow at the scholar's feet.

The scholar stopped, picked up the little crow, and said, "If you pretend to be dead, little bitch, I'll cook you and the little tortoise a plate of bastard stewed crow, haha!"

"Don't, don't." Suddenly the little crow came alive and flapped its wings, struggling in the scholar's hands.

"Dang..." At this moment, a melodious bell sounded from above the square, and with each sound of the bell, the noise of the crowd became smaller and smaller, until finally there was no one in the whole square.

At this time, above the main hall of the square, five beams of light instantly fell on the high platform of the main hall.

After seeing these five people, hundreds of disciples on the square bowed respectfully and said, "I have seen you elders!"

The great elder waved his sleeves and an invisible force came to help them up. He smiled slightly, looked at the disciples off the field, nodded in satisfaction, and said, "Not bad, not bad, this year's candidates are not bad. Thanks to the Second Elder!" He said and looked at the Second Elder on the right.

The Second Elder looked at the disciples in the field, nodded with satisfaction, and replied: "That's good, but there are many more disciples who came to the assessment than in previous years, and their cultivation is not bad, but it's not all due to me. Although I am nominally in charge of the lineage of Qiling Pavilion, I have not provided any substantial help to these disciples, and this is all due to the teachers of Qiling Pavilion."

"What the second elder said is very true. The teachers in the Qiling Pavilion have indeed contributed a lot, but today's assessment is not the same. I don't know why the higher-ups have made such a decision. Is it too much for these children? It's early, hey!" Zilong looked at the disciples below and sighed.

"The orders from above are only for execution. When the end is over, you just don't want to rob disciples from me. Over the years, the status of the Dharma Temple has been challenged more and more. I think the law enforcement force of the Immortal Sect should be considered expanding. "At this time, the third elder came out and interjected.

"There are hundreds of disciples in your Dharma Hall, and I have less than two palms of disciples in the Dharma Hall. I think I should recruit more people from the Dharma Hall this year!" Zilong frowned and said to the third elder.

(End of this chapter)