Fog Era

Shi Tiexin felt uneasy: "Then do you know what to do next?"

"Isn’t it clear here that I’m going to Martial Practice The stage is assembled." Shi Yuwei clicked on the entry and immediately switched to the map interface: "Look, the assembly location and path have been marked."

"en." Shi Tiexin satisfied nodded, It is indeed a normal child.

Then I can rest assured that I don’t have to walk the cows on campus anymore.

"Go ahead."

"Okay, then I will pass!" Shi Yu made a fist full of vitality, then raised his foot and walked towards the main gate. Direction.

"Sigh..."

Heart tired.

But such a guy can't just throw it away.

It's like seeing the skinny and poor little animals in the garbage dump on the roadside. What would you do? Of course it's fattening up again...cough cough, this is not the point. In short, what if this little guy is ordered to drop out of school because he didn't gather on time?

——Of course, and there will be no schools that order to drop out because of being late.

In short, please help her, she is just a pretty child!

So, slap, Shi Tiexin stretched out his claws and grabbed Shi Yuwei's head. Crunching, Shi Tiexin's wrist turned her 180 degrees, Shi Yuwei moved in the right direction.

Shi Tiexin pressed the bull's head with his hand, and suddenly felt in his heart, let alone the height of this little man, the height of the head with his hand is just right, and the hand feels good.

It seems that the days of walking the cow need to be extended a little longer.

Shi Tiexin walked the cattle to the Martial Practice Stage, which is the core position of the first Zhengxue. The layout has a sense of classical Martial Practice Stage, spacious and magnificent, and all major buildings are arranged around here.

I stepped on the ground with my foot and found that the surface of this Martial Practice Stage has been specially paved. It feels thick and solid and has a large friction coefficient. It is very suitable for cultivator to exert its strength. It should be a special synthetic material.

Shi Yuwei came to the Martial Practice Stage triumphantly. She felt that she had performed very well today and immediately became happy, standing in the middle of the square with her head high. She was like a lemur on the prairie. People stood up and looked left and right. She stretched her neck and looked curious about everything, but she just didn't move for half a step.

The reason...actually, this Shi probably understood it, so he immediately showed the expression of deep sadness and full of encouragement as he looked at the old father of a disabled child.

There are not many masters of the Martial Practice Stage. Most of them are early joggers. Although they are very strange to each other, they are still chatting and getting to know each other in groups of three or four.

At this moment, a long, handsome boy with an inch head saw Shi Tiexin's back, and he stopped and was taken aback for a moment.

There are four or five boys and girls who are walking with him, looking like he is the only one looking forward.

"Brother Yan, what's the matter?"

The boy with an inch head looked at Shi Tiexin for a moment, raised his hand and showed a hint of arrogance in his actions: "That is the Muyuan District over there. Shi Tiexin, the lucky guy?"

The boy who followed recognized it, and then nodded and said: "Brother Yan, it's him, he is the person He Chong said. That's right, He Chong is here too. I just don’t know where to hide. Do you want to call him over?"

The boy with an inch head thought about it and shook the head: "Not for the time being. After He Chong comes, he will only zhi zhi Crooked. It’s easy to clean up this kid, but how He Chong has little to do with me is not necessary for him. Moreover, this school has just started, and it will be a long time to come."

After that, the boy with an inch head is going to be long." Staring at Shi Tiexin's back, he took a look, then walked away.

"en?" Shi Tiexin turned his head back, he just felt that someone was staring at him. But this feeling is very subtle and vague, and now so many people are in the vicinity, anyone can look at him, don't be suspicious. So Shi Tiexin glanced around and found nothing special, so he ignored the feeling.

"By the way, where did He Chong go? He won't be here. I still want to see if he will join the gang and come up to look for abuse. Wouldn't it be a waste of my preparations if he didn't come?"

Shi Tiexin looked around to find He Chong, and the crowd from behind also rushed in quickly, and the crowd gradually filled the Martial Practice Stage. Shi Tiexin stood beside Shi Yuwei, looking left and right like an extra-large lemur. But it may be that there are too many people, or it may be due to other reasons. In short, he has not found He Chong's silhouette, so he can't help but feel a pity.

At this moment, several teachers walked to the Martial Practice Stage. The headed one did not see the gesture, but a huge sound erupted in his mouth, revealing a deep and sharp Qi Cultivation Base: "Attention all freshmen, immediately gather in line!"

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Many freshmen were caught The dizzy and eyes blurred dizzy and eyes blurred, my tinnitus continues, and my heart is shocked for a while.

But Shigurewei responded quickly.

Shi Tiexin felt his arms suddenly tighten, and he was dragged and rushed up again. Shi Yu ran wildly, quickly ran to the front of the team, and stood firmly at the position closest to the teacher.

Looking from left to right, there is a clear view. There is no one in front of him to block the line of sight, and the little calf is immediately satisfied.

At this time, most talents began to line up. The crowds are raging, but Shi Yuwei no longer needs to move, and everyone can only show her to her.

Thanks to her, Shi Tiexin also stood in the lead, right beside her, right in the middle.

"Are you stupid? Where have you learned the queue knowledge? I can't queue up in 30 seconds? Give me another ten seconds and queue me up!" The voice was loud. The teacher patrolled back and forth in front of the queue, while yelled with a serious face: "This column is not aligned, and this column is not good. Why is the middle column empty, and the line will not stand?"

A small hand is raised to his face from below.

"teacher, I am here."

"en? Uh, oh! Um... then so be it."

Students of the main world line The queue is trained very early, so the queue is quickly arranged. Although there are many students with luggage, the overall queue is fairly tidy.

The stern gaze of the loud-sounding teacher swept across the faces of the leading students, sweeping out a city wall with uneven heights. In the middle, the city wall line suddenly turned into a low and low ECG, giving the eyes a feeling of being planted in a pit, and the high-pitched teacher's own heartbeat also twitched.

Of course, these all are minutiae.

The teacher with a loud voice took a breath, and then yelled: "All freshmen, welcome Principal!"

Hua hua Wow, the freshmen are either positive or perfunctory or not immediately Applause reluctantly. Amid the applause, an old man walked out of the building directly opposite the Martial Practice Stage.

The old man is tall and energetic holding a cane. Although the hair and beard are all white, it seems that Essence, Qi, and Spirit are complete, and the body is strong and full of vitality, without the senile air at all. Only the left leg seems to be inflexible, so a cane is needed occasionally to assist.

As the old man approached, Shi Tiexin found that even the skin of the old man was very smooth, and the whole person had a special sense of cleanliness inexplicably. There are few wrinkles and markings on the body, but it looks like a youngster with white hair dyed and a white beard.

But looking at his eyes and the feeling of his body, he is indeed an old man.

The old man walked to the high platform in front of the freshmen, only one person, but the aura immediately suppressed all the freshmen.

Shi Tiexin suddenly knew that the old man’s cultivation base might be higher than that of Liu Qigang of the Xinggong Meat Factory. Liu Qigang did not have such a strong imposing manner.

"Dear freshmen, I am your Principal. Here is a short opening ceremony." The old man extend the hand means: "I only talk about three points."