Xianjun, your peach blossoms are so sweet

Chapter 30 Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh So there really are ghosts?

Jiaoqiao glanced around, then tiptoed into the grass.

Nobody anyway.

No one saw the Omen mirror she broke?
Hey.

"stop!"

A crisp sound sounded.

Jiaoqiao froze, and subconsciously uttered a sentence: "I just came here, so I don't know anything."

A huge mirror popped out behind him, brand new and shiny.

A human face appeared on the mirror, the facial features could not be seen clearly, and the lips moved slightly.

"Look how cowardly you are, all the disciples of Shanhai College are like you?"

Jiaoqiao ground her teeth and silently clenched her fists.

Scholars can be killed but not humiliated!
I will endure!

If I punch myself down, this mirror may be scrapped, and I will inevitably be punished by the academy at that time.

Not worth it. Not worth it.

The mirror slammed his lips in distaste, "Okay, stand up quickly."

"Hey, the college gave me some bad jobs all day long, and I want to quit my job."

"Students in these years are really not as good as one class. What are the points? Go directly to Class D!"

"The life of the mirror is miserable! With such a poor owner, he still has to work for the academy."

"Black-hearted academy! Doesn't your conscience hurt? @%? &..."

The mirror whispered bb.

After muttering a few words, the words suddenly turned into a string of garbled characters.

The mirror trembled for a while, and a sentence appeared in the mirror.

"Black-hearted college, just wait, when this mirror is successfully cultivated, I will definitely sue you in the heavenly court."

Jiaoqiao was secretly refreshed.

Make you stupid!

Does this make the elders dissatisfied?

The mirror shook twice in dissatisfaction, and a line emerged, "Little trash, why don't you come over and stand up?"

Hey!
I'm so grumpy.

Jiaoqiao stroked her sleeves, and stepped forward aggressively.

"Want to hit me?"

She blinked, smiling innocently and obediently, "Why?"

"For you to know, this mirror is unique in the world..."

"Crack!"

There was the sound of glass breaking.

Jiaoqiao threw herself on the broken glass and howled in grief: "Mirror, what happened to the mirror? Why did you shatter without saying a word?"

She howled fiercely, with a hint of misery in her grief, enough to make those who heard it sad and cry.

But there were no tears in her eyes, and her almond eyes were bent into beautiful crescents.

After a while, the mirror suddenly emerged from the ground, and a line of words appeared: "Little waste, you did m9 ('д') on purpose!"

"I do not have!"

Jiaoqiao was confident, stretched out her little hand and flicked it, "I'll wipe the dust for you."

"Crack!"

"Little trash, you..."

"Crack!"

……

After repeating it dozens of times in a row, Jiaoqiao didn't bother to stand anymore, and sat down on the ground, ready to wait for the mirror to surface again.

After a while, the mirror emerged from the ground again.

"Little waste—"

Just after the two words appeared, they disappeared quickly and replaced with a new line: "Oh no, little genius, how did you manage to be so boring?"

Jiaoqiao was triumphant, "There is nothing but patience."

"admire!"

After a sentence appeared on the mirror, the mirror shook for a while, and a graceful peach tree appeared, with beautiful branches and a delicate fragrance.

Jiaoqiao couldn't help but ask: "Actually, you are a demon mirror, right?"

"I'm not, I'm a unique Omen Mirror."

Immediately after that, another large character appeared on the mirror: "C!"

Jiaoqiao squeezed her chin and asked tentatively, "I think I can go further?"

There was a shake on the mirror, and a line of words appeared immediately, "B, B?"

Her delicate eyes lit up, and she clenched her fists happily.

This is also great!

If you ask casually, you become B?
Seeing her silent for a long time, the mirror thought about it, is this dissatisfying?

It swayed violently, and immediately a big golden character appeared: "A!"

Should it work now?

Jiaoqiao's eyes widened, before she could say anything, her body flickered, and she was directly sent out of the formation.

-

Holding the jade scroll in his hand, the old man in white robe read slowly: "The first round of spiritual root testing is over."

"There are 16 people in Class A, 120 people in Class B, 560 and eight people in Class C, and 870 and nine people in Class D."

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar in the square.

"My God! There are only 16 people in the first class. The chances are too high, right?"

"There are more than 1000 people waiting for Ding. If this is a class, wouldn't it be overcrowded?"

"Fortunately, I'm the second class, I'm the second class, don't be afraid."

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Jiaoqiao stood firm, rubbed the center of her brows, and then blinked her clear almond eyes unnaturally.

If she read it right just now, the last word that appeared on the mirror seemed to be A?
Jiaoqiao thought about it carefully again, and she was indeed A, she immediately smiled.

Damn!

Sister Qiao, you are too powerful, right?
You are so good-looking and talented, I really envy you.

She thought happily in her heart, and even thought of how to answer when someone asked her.

Where is there.

In fact, it's just average.

You can do it if you try as hard as I do.

Thinking of this, her whole body became excited, and she pricked up her ears expectantly, waiting for the elder to announce the list.

After a while, the white-robed old man coughed lightly, his eyes paused in the crowd, and he announced softly: "The next item is to test the heart."

"Same as the previous rule, A is the top, D is the last!"

Jiaoqiao looked disappointed, and she was instantly unhappy.

Don't announce the list?

What a broken school!

It simply dampens the enthusiasm of the students!
She muttered softly, turned around, and came to a small road with birds singing and flowers fragrant.

A hazy figure stood in front of her, and when the wind blew, the figure swayed, giving it a strange feeling.

Jiaoqiao blinked her eyes, a gust of cold air shot straight from the tailbone to Tianling Gai.

Mom.

ghost?
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh is there really a ghost?"

She jumped up from the ground and ran back screaming.

Figure: "?"

wrong!

The elders of Shanhai College didn't tell him, so there is still this problem?

"Hey, wait a minute." The figure ran after her.

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square screen

A little girl in a peach-red dress screamed and ran wildly, followed by a hazy white figure behind her.

Elder Mu Tong stood among the elders, stroking his beard calmly on the surface, calm and calm, already scolding his mother in his heart.

Why is this little girl so hopeless?

Scared of ghosts?

Fortunately, she has the face to speak out!
Chased by the figure who tested his Dao heart?

Shame!

Elder Mutong sighed melancholy, he already felt the eyes of many elders around him.

瞧…

That was the master of the little girl who was chasing after the test figures.

Thinking of this, he moved to the side without a trace, and his body disappeared among the elders.

Just two steps away, he was stopped by someone.

"Hey Mu Tong, I remember that little girl seems to be your disciple?"

"That's right, it's his disciple, I remember it very clearly."

"Hahaha, you disciple, are you really lively?"

(End of this chapter)