Spiritual resurrection: Flirting with the best female ghost at the beginning

The two of them were waiting for the arrival of the police.

At this time, there was already a long queue at the entrance of the academy. The five people in the lead were wearing the same clothes as Mo Xing, and they were tutors of the outer courtyard of Canglan Academy.

The middle-aged man with glasses who had been in the same secret room with Mo Xing before was also present.

The five people stood in a row, staring at the jeep in a state of alert.

"These guys." Mo Xing looked at the five people at the entrance, and he knew with his toes that these guys were here to rob people.

But he also understood that Su Tang was recommended by Lord Night Wanderer, and his martial soul quality had reached S level.

It was hard not to be a popular commodity.

"Brother, are you so popular?" Seeing this scene, Lin Que felt a little proud in his heart. How about brother show his cards and stop pretending?

Su Tang pushed the door and got out of the car directly. She felt that if she stayed with Lin Que any longer, she would be unable to help but shoot Lin Que into a hornet's nest.

Facing Su Tang's attitude, Lin Que didn't care at all. After all, a genius would be envied wherever he went.

When Lin Que got out of the car, he had already imagined the scene of a group of tutors welcoming him warmly in his mind.

At the school gate, five tutors saw Mo Xing and the other two getting out of the car, locked their targets directly, and ran towards the jeep with their feet.

Looking at the five tutors rushing over, Lin Que straightened his clothes, raised his arms, and greeted them with a smile.

"Dear tutors..."

Before Lin Que could finish his words, the five tutors passed by Lin Que and surrounded Su Tang behind him.

The smile on Lin Que's face froze instantly, and a hundred thousand grass mud horses galloped in his heart.

"Who can tell me what's going on?" Lin Que turned around and looked at the five instructors who surrounded Su Tang. They were like the old men on the tram in action movies, and they were ready to take Su Tang for themselves.

Aren't these instructors coming for him?

"What are you doing?" Mo Xing looked serious and glanced at the five instructors.

The middle-aged man with glasses pushed his heavy glasses and said, "Old Mo, thank you for your hard work. Su Tang will be left to me. I have prepared the admission materials for her."

"Teacher Liu, what do you mean? The list of students has not been determined yet. Why should Su Tang enter your class two?"

The other four instructors stared at the middle-aged man with glasses with a covetous look.

"Su Tang, I am the instructor of the first class of the external school of Canglan Academy. If you follow me, I can give you the best resources in the entire external school." A long-haired instructor threw an olive branch to Su Tang.

"Humph, your class one has good resources, but my class three is willing to take out one-third of the spirit stones for the whole year to provide Su Tang with cultivation. Do you dare?" said the fat instructor.

Spirit stones are a must for the practice of spirit controllers.

Due to the rampant ghosts, most of the spirit stone veins are occupied by ghosts. The number of spirit stone veins that humans can mine is limited, and all of them are controlled by the official and other forces.

Therefore, many civilian spirit controllers are trying their best to join the organization to obtain spirit stones.

"Fatty, do you want to ruin my stage?" The long-haired mentor rolled up his sleeves and said with a bad look.

"Want to fight?" The fat mentor was not to be outdone, and the fat on his face shook, showing a strong momentum to fight.

"Fight if you want." The long-haired mentor was obviously irritable and was about to start.

Mo Xing and others saw this and hurriedly stopped him.

Lin Que, who was ignored on the side, looked at the mentors fighting for Su Tang and said weakly.

"Actually, I'm pretty good too."

All the mentors stopped fighting, turned their heads to look at Lin Que, and then fought together again.

A gust of cool wind blew.

Lin Que felt that this autumn was so cold.

No milk tea, no flowers.