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

Chapter 73

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As soon as the news of the Qiuwei hunting came out.

There was a wave of team formation throughout Canglan Academy.

A complete spirit-controlling group consists of a priest, a controller, and three powerful attack-type spirit-controllers.

However, due to the rarity and importance of their occupations, priests and control-type soul masters have become the favorites for freshmen to form soul master groups.

Many spirit-controlling groups offer generous terms to invite priests and control-type spirit-controllers to join.

During Qiuwei's hunting, the ghost soul jade killed by Canglan Academy was returned to the treasury, and converted into spiritual stones of corresponding value and put into the Canglan Order.

Of course, if the European Emperor's aura breaks out in the ghost world and encounters a rare ghost, it is not impossible to kill it and keep it for absorption after level 20.

Lin Que was sitting by the window alone, listening to Andy Lau's songs.

The cold icy rain patted my face randomly.

"Brother Lin, how about we form a team!"

Xiang Gan sat in front of Lin Que and said with a smile.

Lin Que turned back and glanced at Xiang Qian: "What did you say? I can't hear you!"

"I said, let's team up!"

Xiang Gan raised his voice and said loudly.

"What?"

"I said, I am your father!"

"I am your father!"

Lin Que pulled off the earphones and gave Xiang Qian a bang on his head.

Xiang Qian was blasted by Lin Que and his head was covered with stars.

Didn’t you say you couldn’t hear it?

Can't people be more sincere between people?

"Do you really want to team up with me?" Lin Que said slowly.

Xianggan nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Lin Que was silent for a moment.

Although Xiang Qian doesn't look good in appearance, there is no doubt about his strength.

An S-level martial spirit is still a top-notch beast martial spirit.

Nine Nether Demonic Dragon!

Suddenly, he slapped his forehead suddenly.

Although there are only five of them in Class Seven, all of them are geniuses with evil talents.

All in one color, S-level martial soul!

Moreover, Hou Feng and Murong Qingyue are both in the control system and priest profession, and are fully qualified to form a spirit-controlling group.

etc.

Lin Que thought of something terrible.

The professions of the five of them just meet the requirements of a spirit-controlling group.

Tang Lin recruited five of them in one class.

He was very suspicious that Tang Lin had planned from the beginning for the five of them to form a spirit-taming group to compete.

If this were really the case, Tang Lin would be terrible.

Just when Lin Que was possessing Conan, a cold voice sounded next to him.

"Lin Que, you and I will form a spirit guarding group."

Lin Que turned around and saw Su Tang standing behind him in a smart outfit, speaking in a commanding tone.

"You and me?" Lin Que pointed at the bridge of his nose and said in surprise.

"Sure?"

"has a problem?"

"Ojbk!" Lin Que slapped the table and agreed happily.

He had originally planned to invite Su Tang to form a spirit-controlling group, but now that someone had come to his door, why not do it?

It just surprised him.

Su Tang, a proud woman, would take the initiative to lower her head to find herself.

It seems that the last spanking was very effective.

As the old saying goes, if a woman is disobedient, she is mostly just pretending, and a spanking will be enough.

"Murong Meimei, follow me, drink from a big bowl and eat a lot of meat!" Lin Que said proudly, patting his chest.

"Is there any benefit?" Murong Qingyue put her little hands behind her back, and the silver bell on her bare feet made a crisp sound, which made people's hearts flutter.

"You will have the first cup of milk tea in autumn given by a handsome guy!" Lin Que said.

"Two cups!" Murong Qingyue stretched out two slender fingers.

"make a deal!"

Lin Que snapped his fingers and turned to look at Hou Feng.

Before Lin Que could speak, Hou Feng took out an empty tap water bucket and placed it on the desk: "A bucket of milk tea!"

Lin Que silently took out the baseball bat placed inside the desk.

Hou Feng:? ? ?

Bang!

Lin Que put the baseball bat in his hand on the desk and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"So tired!"

Behind Lin Que, Hou Feng was huddled in the corner with a bruised nose and face, shivering.

Why do you do this to me?