Immortal Sovereign Striking Demons

The tutorial lasted until six o'clock, until a doorbell interrupted ah Qi and Li Wenbo.

A few seconds later, the door opened and a graceful figure came in.

"Wenbo, I'll pick you up." Neutral voice, long golden hair, who is not Liu Heyan.

"Why haven't you left yet?" Seeing the visitor, ah Qi was very surprised. He thought Liu Heyan had left Zhou Tiancheng because of his exposure.

"I don't have a place to go. The cultural museum just has a free room, so naturally I'll stay." Ah Qi's expression made Liu Heyan quite satisfied and his eyes narrowed.

"She doesn't live in vain. She teaches me all kinds of knowledge every night." Li Wenbo packed his things and explained to ah Qi.

"What knowledge?"

"Like this." After Li Wenbo's words, a dagger appeared in his hand. Ah Qi's eyes widened. He didn't find the dagger in Li Wenbo's sleeve when they were so close to each other.

"You taught him to hide the weapon to school?"

"No, the main thing is to teach him my professional knowledge. I'm thin and frail. It's just a way to prevent accidents." Liu Heyan laughs and then leaves the villa with Li Wenbo.

"Forget it, it's the freedom of the museum. I don't care." Ah Qi shook his head and watched them walk out of the gate. He also went back to the villa.

After dinner, ah Qi began to practice as usual and didn't fall asleep until midnight.

In this way, a week after the daily repetition of life, Dongcheng college ushered in the midterm exam of this semester.

Different from the half dead before, today's ah Qi is full of confidence and walks into the examination room with his head up.

The examination lasted until the afternoon, until ah Qi finished the last subject, and then he walked out of the examination room.

When he came to the school gate, ah Qi found that Wang Hua'er and Li Wenbo had been waiting there.

"How do you play?" Seeing ah Qi, Li Wenbo went straight to the subject and asked.

"I think the pocket money has been saved."

"It seems that there is no problem." Wang Hua'er said with a smile.

"Come on, in order to thank Wenbo for its hard work, I decided to go to Kenda chicken now. How do you feel?" Play extraordinary, ah Qi is very excited, when talking are all beaming, see two people agree, three people sit on the spirit rail car came to the nearest Ken hit chicken.

There are not many subjects in the seventh grade examination, and the end time is early. When a few people came to Kentucky, it was only about three o'clock.

"I'm going to have a good time today!" Standing at the gate and drinking softly, ah Qi pulls them into Ken Da chicken.

Kenda chicken is a famous fast food chain in Xuantian. It is said that its history is as long as that of xinghezhou. With continuous innovation and research, Kenda chicken is still popular with young people, especially students.

After ordering all kinds of XX barrels, the three of them began to eat with relish. The fresh fried chicken and the refreshing bingkuole constantly stimulated their taste buds.

Just when the three people were happy to eat, they did not find a few eyes not far away.

His eyes came from another table, on which were four tall young men. Colorful hair, earrings on one ear, and a flowing look, obviously not a good man.

"Huang Mao, those boys may also be from our school. If they really do this, what will they do when they meet in the future?" A man asked a boy with yellow hair.

"What are you afraid of? It's better for a school to ask them for some pocket money if they have nothing to do."

"If people are not afraid and poke it to Liu Da Pao, then we'll be in pain." Said another tall boy.

"Hey, hey, you don't understand. Let my brother Huang Mao teach you a lesson and follow me." After that, Huang Mao got up and waved, and several people came to ah Qi's table.

Huang Maoji is an eighth grade student in Dongcheng University. His thirteen or fourteen years old is a good time for his development. Therefore, they are obviously a lot higher than those of Huang Maoji in the first session of the Seventh National Congress of the Communist Party of China. Besides, ah Qi and Li Wenbo are relatively small. The table is packed by several people, and they are immediately buried in the shadow.

"What can I do for you?" Seeing the visitor, Wang Hua'er was puzzled, but asked politely.

After looking at Wang Hua'er's face for a while, Huang Mao said arrogantly, "it's nothing. I just want to borrow some money from you."

"We don't know you. Why lend you money?" Hearing this, Wang Hua'er frowned and his face changed.

"Well, let me introduce myself." Huang Mao sat beside ah Qi, who had been eating a lot since he came here. He cocked up his legs and continued: "my name is Fang Wengang. These are my friends. Now we know each other. We can give you money."

Seeing this, even Wang Hua'er, who has never encountered such an incident, is also reacting. The other party obviously comes to blackmail.

Looking at Huang Mao's arrogant appearance, Wang Hua'er couldn't help but feel funny. She didn't expect that the malignant events she often heard were met by them today, which made her feel quite interesting. She asked playfully, "what if we don't give them?""No?" Yellow eyebrow slightly pick, know oneself met not afraid of death, but he is not flustered, on the contrary is quite interested, because this kind of stubble always after a fat beat obediently beg for mercy, honestly apologize to him.

"If you don't give it, my brother will have to take it by himself." Huang Mao's mouth turned up slightly, and then he reached for a fried chicken leg.

Why grab fried chicken legs? In Huang Mao's opinion, this can cause a deterrent to several children. His calm appearance will make several people feel that they are not easy to provoke subconsciously.

Although I don't know where Huang Mao got this logic, he did it, and what he grasped was the biggest pistol leg.

Just as the palm of his hand was approaching and he was about to grasp the leg of the pistol, a white and tender palm grasped Huang Mao's wrist.

"What are you doing?" Ah Qi frowned and looked at Huang Mao.

Huang Mao didn't seem to think that his arm would be caught by someone. He was stunned for a moment. Then he reacted and frowned and said, "what's wrong with me taking your drumstick?"

"Take my drumstick?" Hearing this, ah Qi's voice suddenly became gloomy.

See all seven complexion is not good, yellow hair immediately came to interest, say: "Yo, still have temper ah, I took again how?"

"I didn't allow you to take it."

"Permission?" Hearing this, Huang Mao suddenly laughed. It was obvious that the child didn't know the current situation, and he was still so tough. So he stretched out his other hand, continued to grasp the pistol leg, and said, "I'm not only taking it, but also losing it."

However.

Huang Mao didn't grasp the leg, because as soon as his words fell, he flew out and knocked over the empty table and chair.

At this time, ah Qi's cold voice came out slowly and entered the ears of Huang Mao people.

"How dare you lose my things?"