After death, I became the ghost emperor. I was contracted by my daughter.

The students of Jinling checked into the hotel next to Kunlun Martial Arts Square.

"Momo, Yanyan, shall we go out for a walk?"

After washing up, Zhou Tingting looked out the window excitedly.

"Okay." Yan Nanfei was in high spirits.

This was also the first time she had left Jinling and come to an unfamiliar base city.

"Well, let's go out for a walk." Lin Momo readily agreed.

The three of them walked out of the hotel together.

At this time, a large group of students came towards them, and it seemed that they were also staying at the hotel.

The three of them crossed paths with the crowd.

At this time, a person suddenly walked out of the group of students and stopped Yan Nanfei.

"Are you Yan Nanfei, the daughter of the Governor of Jinling?"

The boy's words attracted the attention of the students.

The daughter of the Governor of Jinling, the legendary number one prodigy in Jinling!

Many students stopped with interest.

Yan Nanfei looked at the boy: "Who are you?"

"It's you!" The boy's eyes burst into a high fighting spirit, "My name is Yue Jingming, you should know me!"

"I don't know."

"Uh..."

"It doesn't matter if you don't know me, you will know me when I defeat you!"

"So arrogant?" Yan Nanfei showed a hint of interest on his face.

"No, it's going to be bad!" Zhou Tingting saw Yan Nanfei showing such an expression, subconsciously grabbed her, thinking: "Don't let this kid ruin this rare leisure time."

She stepped forward and blocked Yan Nanfei: "Classmate, do you know that you are very rude?"

"Yes, rude!" Another boy walked out of the student square.

The boy was wearing a school uniform, with a big flat head, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looked ordinary.

"Hello, my name is Luo Fan."

Yan Nanfei glanced at him: "Luo Fan, I know you."

He is the third registered disciple of Emperor Yu, and he happens to be in the same class as her. Her father has been nagging her countless times, and he must suppress Luo Fan.

Yue Jingming saw Yan Nanfei showing a completely different attitude towards Luo Fan, and felt a little depressed: What does it mean? You don't know me, but you know Luo Fan? Do you look down on me so much? Or does Luo Fan really have a trick up his sleeve?

Luo Fan came to Lin Momo and greeted her with a smile: "Hello, classmate Lin, my name is Luo Fan, and I am a registered disciple of Emperor Yu. My master asked me to say hello to you on his behalf."

What does it mean?

Now, not only Yue Jingming was confused, but also the students who were watching were confused.

Luo Fan spoke in a low voice, without deliberately promoting or lowering it, so everyone could hear it clearly.

His words contained too much information.

"What? Luo Fan is actually a registered disciple of Emperor Yu!"

"Oh my god, we've been classmates for two and a half years, and I didn't know!"

"Luo Fan is too low-key."

"No wonder he's so strong, he's actually a registered disciple of Emperor Yu!"

Emperor Yu had two registered disciples before, one was already a seventh-level king, and the other was also at the peak of the sixth level.

Now it seems that Luo Fan is the third one.

"Wait, who is that girl? Why did Luo Fan say hello to her?"

"It's not Luo Fan who said hello to her, it's Luo Fan who said hello to her on behalf of Emperor Yu!"

"What do you mean?"

"What is the identity of that girl? She actually asked Emperor Yu to say hello?"

"It's terrifying to think about it..."

The students whispered.

Lin Momo nodded. It seemed that the warm-hearted Emperor Yu still remembered her: "Thank you. Please also say hello to Uncle Xia for me."

Luo Fan smiled and said: "No need. Master said that he will be there in person at the finals, and he also said that he has prepared some small gifts for you."

"Really? No need for gifts?"

"Haha, you can talk to my master yourself. I am just a messenger."

Here Luo Fan and Lin Momo were chatting.

Yue Jingming on the side was completely dumbfounded: What's going on? Who is this girl? A junior, how could Emperor Yu pay so much attention to her?

That's Emperor Yu!

The god in the eyes of everyone in Daxia!

He came over and showed Lin Momo what he thought was the most kind smile: "Hello, my name is Yue Jingming."

"I know, you just reported your own name." Lin Momo said.

"Uh..."

Yue Jingming was thinking about how to find a topic.

At this time, a figure flew over from afar.

He landed in front of Lin Momo and flirted with his hair: "Hello, beautiful lady, I am Fu Juntao, from the Magic City."

Lin Momo: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Where did this idiot come from!

Seeing that Lin Momo did not respond, Fu Juntao was not embarrassed and continued to say in a self-righteous gentlemanly manner: "Beautiful lady, can I know your name?"

Lin Momo was silent for a moment and said:Classmate, you are a sissy, I am not interested in you. "

Boom!

In Fu Juntao's inner world, a bolt of lightning fell, shattering his confidence into pieces.

He turned his head in despair and looked at the big guy not far behind him: "Am I a sissy?"

The big guy stroked his forehead with his hand, turned his head away, and looked like he didn't know him.

"Hey! Where did the pretty boy come from! Get out of the way!"

Yue Jingming made up the knife.

"Pretty boy?"

Fu Juntao's face turned even paler.

"Nigga, who are you talking about?"

Nigga?

Yue Jingming was instantly angry and laughed. His skin was a little dark, but it was from the sun, a healthy bronze color!

"Okay, okay! I haven't met such an arrogant boy for a long time!"

He pointed at Fu Juntao: "Boy, do you dare to fight?"

"Well? Do you dare to challenge me?" Fu Juntao laughed, "Interesting! The psychic competition is really interesting! Come on! Let's fight now!"

Just when the two were on the verge of a fight, a cold voice suddenly came: "What are you doing? Go to the hotel to register!"

A middle-aged man with a stern expression came from the back of the crowd.

He did not emit any energy fluctuations, but gave people a sense of majesty that they could not resist.

"It's the seventh-level king, Blood Spear King Meng Jun!" Yan Nanfei reminded in a low voice.

"Teacher!"

"Teacher!"

The students from Kyoto greeted him one after another.

Obviously, Blood Spear King Meng Jun was the leader of the Kyoto competition team.

"What are you doing here? Why don't you go and register? If you want to fight, there will be plenty of opportunities later. If you fight privately before the game, you will be directly deprived of the competition quota!"

"Yes, teacher! "

Yue Jingming glared at Fu Juntao fiercely and followed the main group into the hotel.

At this time, the Magic City competition team also came over under the leadership of the team leader.

Seeing Meng Jun, they did not stop.

But when their eyes crossed, there was a faint spark of fire.

Kyoto and Magic City have always been rivals in the high school psychic competition.

When both groups entered the hotel, Zhou Tingting said with emotion: "It seems that this competition is full of geniuses!"

Yan Nanfei nodded, with a hot light in his eyes: "This is interesting! Right, Momo?"

"Yeah!" Lin Momo was full of fighting spirit, "I also want to see what the strongest genius among my peers is like!"

"It's over!" Zhou Tingting was speechless, "Momo, you have been infected by Yanyan!"