Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

Mr. light cough, eyes down a sweep, everyone suddenly no voice.

Cheng Xiu came in from his husband, and his eyes fell behind him. He looked at the young man behind him with doubts in his eyes.

"This is a new student. His name is Xu Hua..."

"Why does this man have the same surname as me? Is it also the new one who moved to Buzhou city? " When Xu Tong heard the name of the boy introduced by his husband, he twisted his eyebrows and muttered suspiciously.

The Xu family is the richest man in Buzhou city. However, for a long time, there was no other family in Buzhou city except Xu Tong's family.

At first hearing that the man's surname was Xu, Xu Tong's first reaction was that he should have moved to Buzhou city from other places just like Cheng Xiu.

After muttering, Xu Tong looks at Cheng Xiu, but he sees Cheng Xiu frowning and staring at Xu Hua's puzzled face. He immediately pulls out and asks in a low voice, "Cheng Xiu, what's the matter? Do you know this man? "

Before Cheng Xiu could answer him, the voice of the teacher's rebuke rang first.

"Xu Tong!"

Xu Tong a surprised, immediately stood up, a face admit wrong bow.

The teacher picked up the pointer and knocked on the table, saying: "hands up!"

Xu Tong showed his teeth, but he still raised his hand.

"Pa!"

A whip fell in the palm of Xu Tong's hand, suddenly red.

"Xu Tong, what's wrong?" Mr. Hu Zi Qiao Qiao, only hit this to no longer start, sink a voice to ask a way.

Xu Tong endured the hot pain in his palm and admitted his mistake. "Sir, the students know that they are wrong. They shouldn't speak in a low voice when they are talking to him."

"Well, if you know, sit down." The gentleman snorted and asked Xu Tong to sit down. Then he turned his head and yelled to Xu Hua, who was still standing on it: "Xu Hua, just sit next to Xu Tong."

"Yes, sir." Xu Hua answered and came down with a book bag. He sat down on the empty seat on Xu Tong's right.

When his husband turned around, Xu Tong bared his teeth and shook his hands. He didn't even care about the number of people around him. When he watched him go out, he dared to come to Cheng Xiu's side and asked in an urgent voice, "Cheng Xiu, where's your previous ointment? And lend it to me. "

As soon as he finished, Cheng Xiu took out a small jade box from his book bag, handed it over and said, "if you are obedient, you will not be beaten."

"Yes, it's killing me. I'll be obedient in the future." Xu Tong's mouth kept responding, quickly opened the jade box, dug out a small piece of ointment from it and put it on the palm that had just been hit. After a chill passed, the swelling disappeared at the speed visible to the naked eye, and it didn't hurt any more.

Xu Tong was relieved.

In fact, although the fight hurt, it didn't reach the point of unbearable pain. It was just that Xu Tong was delicate and tender. He had never been beaten since he was a child. That's why he was so serious.

And since he was beaten for the first time and got the ointment from Cheng Xiu, he found that Cheng Xiu had a very good ointment. Since then, he has no fear of being beaten.

Anyway, as soon as he turns around, he just needs to apply the ointment.

"Cheng Xiu, sell me this box of ointment." Xu Tong once again took up the idea of ointment. If it wasn't for the whole Buzhou City, Xu Tong wouldn't ask Cheng Xiu to borrow it from him every time.

But Cheng Xiu refused him as usual.

"No, this is..."

"I know. Sister Rong Shen gave it. I know." Xu Tong sighed and connected his unfinished words.