Quick Wear: Host, are you playing here?

In the deep stream, the water gurgles. Yun Jinshu stands on the bank, sweeping his eyes around, then looking at his own transparent hand. His soul state...

Why did he wake up?

The dome above the Forest of Beasts was covered with an eerie red glow. In the east, a faint star came into view, and its faint light seemed to be pulling.

The next second, the man disappeared from the spot.

Hua Xia lived alone in the bamboo garden in the east. In the evening, candles were lit in the house and the windows were open. A gust of wind blew through the bamboo forest, blowing up the fallen leaves and bringing a burst of fragrance. The wind stopped after the flame in the lantern flickered.

The girl, breathing weakly, leaned against the window, her eyes fixed on the bamboo forest in front of her. Yun Jinshu stood under the stars, looking at his lover, almost thinking that the other party could see him.

Yunqi Academy has undergone a century of changes, but this bamboo forest remains the same as it was yesterday.

The stone table for playing chess has disappeared, and a new bamboo garden has been built. Made of bamboo and wood, candles are lit and shadows are swaying in the wind.

The window of the bamboo house was open. A pale young girl was leaning against the window, her eyes fixed on the swaying bamboo forest. A strong wind blew past, and it instantly turned into a breeze when it approached the girl, gently caressing her hair.

With just one glance, Yun Jinshu knew that this person had lost his life and would only live for a few days.

How could Yunqi Academy accept such a disciple? Judging from his cultivation level, he is only at the third level of Xuanqi. Although he is talented, he is only at the entry level.

The candlelight flickered, and the woman by the window raised her hand slightly and shook it left and right.

Yun Jinshu frowned immediately. It was impossible for her to see him with her level of cultivation!

Her eyes suddenly turned cold and fierce. Just as she was gathering her strength to investigate the matter carefully, a squirrel jumped out from the bamboo forest and landed under the window sill. The girl lowered her eyes, grabbed a handful of nuts from the table beside her and threw them on the ground.

The squirrel immediately picked it up and put it in its mouth.

The power of the investigation dissipated little by little, and the girl lowered her eyes to hide the smile in her eyes.

[Host, what are you laughing at? ]

Hua Xia looked at the funny squirrel and said with a smile: "I laughed at the fact that there is a sexy ghost living in the bamboo forest?"

Sexy ghost? ?

250 scans, nothing is found: [Host, is it the one with long hair and white clothes? ]

250 When I heard the word "sexy ghost", I thought it was a traditional female ghost.

Hua Xia looked at the handsome wandering soul not far away. He was wearing a white brocade robe with dark patterns, a feather crown that tied up his three thousand black hair, narrow and cold eyes, and he was as cold and clear as a god in the sky. He was really beautiful under the moonlight.

White clothes, long hair, conformity.

"Yes, it is."

250 Trembling: [……]

It was extremely fun to tease the system. Hua Xia narrowed her eyes and watched the squirrel run into the bamboo forest after carrying the food.

Two days later, after the entrance test, the disciples from the Affairs Hall delivered the school uniforms and disciple badges. Hua Xia pinched the badge with her fingertips and looked at the word "癸" on it.

She was assigned to the Gui class.

There are ten heavenly stems, Jia, Yi, Bing, Ding, Wu, Ji, Geng, Xin, Ren, and Gui, and she was assigned to the last one.

She didn't participate in the disciple trial, so I guess she should be the last one...

There was a slight breeze in the air, and the man next to her leaned closer to look at the ID card in Hua Xia's hand, without even noticing the corners of his lips slightly rising.

Hua Xia was indifferent: "......"

Was he laughing at her?

The first person in the mainland?

In the past few days, Yun Jinshu has hardly deliberately concealed his existence. He seems to be more and more curious about her. His early awakening may be the same as the early awakening of Basiles in the previous plane.

He seemed to be able to sense her.

Hua Xia didn't want to expose the existence of this "sexy ghost" at first, but the latter did not hide it at all, and even did it deliberately.

For example, books floating on the bookshelf for no reason seem to be read by someone, windows suddenly open, teacups suddenly move, and so on.

How does the book describe Yun Jinshu?

On the surface he looks like a bright and cold gentleman, but in reality he is sinister and dark inside?

It seems like it can't touch either side?

Because of Yun Jinshu's existence, Hua Xia was bored and could only find some books to read. She leaned against the tea table by the window. A teacup was suspended in the air in front of her, and the water in the cup disappeared.

Hua Xia blinked, her face full of black lines.

A maid pushed the door open and came in: "Miss, tomorrow I will give you a talisman..."

"Cup, cup???" The maid pointed blankly at the cup of water floating in front of Hua Xia.

Hua Xia said calmly, "I'm practicing magic."

"Oh," the maid believed it, nodded, and began to persuade earnestly, "Miss, the third master has gone to find medicine, you must rest more and take care of your health."

Hua Xia nodded.

Reaching out to put the cup down, the maid retreated.

Yun Jinshu let go of his hand: "You're not going to pretend anymore?"

Hua Xia blinked: "When did I pretend?"

He didn't say it explicitly, but he didn't deny it either. You just misunderstood it.

Yun Jinshu raised his eyebrows slightly. In the past few days, he had figured out some of the girl's habits, such as laziness.

"Aren't you curious about my identity?"

Hua Xia looked straight at him, her eyes full of autumn water, and said with a smile: "Isn't it just that... Lecher who likes me?"

"A male demon who broke into a girl's bedroom?"

Yun Jinshu suddenly choked, vaguely recalling the past few days, his actions really had a hint of flavor...

He didn't even think about it, he just walked in casually and without any hesitation.

If it were in the past, it would have been absolutely impossible.

Yun Jinshu suddenly felt uncomfortable after being accused like this. He had just wanted to observe the peculiarity of this woman and did not think much about it...

Somehow...

"I am the one who offended......"

Yun Jinshu originally wanted to ask the other party where the traction came from, but now he was hesitant and didn't know where to put his hands and feet. After a while of annoyance, he opened his mouth and said, "This old man... This old man, is not enough for a thousand years, but, but more than a hundred years old..."

"You, you are just a little kid in my eyes..."

"Forget it, forget it, I don't want to argue with you!"

After a spell, Yun Jinshu's soul disappeared from the spot.

Hua Xia curved her eyes. The crows in this dimension were particularly innocent.

Love but cannot get it, hate but want to take the treasure?

Interesting.

The Gui class is generally composed of the dandy sons of royal families, who are not good at studying but have good status.

Hua Xia stepped into the teaching room, and the whole room was silent for a moment, and then continued the conversation. She glanced around and saw the hidden heroine Feng Qingmo, and Di Wutian, the big idiot, who was disguised as Nangong Muhan, the ninth prince of Canglan Kingdom.

Nangong Muchan felt someone was looking at him. He raised his eyes slightly and glanced coldly. It was that lucky ant.

The mosquito hasn't been buzzing around these past few days. After causing trouble, it always needs to rest for a while. It's a pity that it can't rest forever.

The girl's eyes fell on him, her expression seemed a little complicated, and then she walked straight towards him and sat in the empty seat behind him.

Emperor Wutan: “???” Is this ant sick, or is he attracted by his body?

Feng Qingmo couldn't help but glance sideways. She was a quiet and gentle woman on weekdays, but she didn't feel guilty. Sometimes, Di Wutan was indeed right. If Feng Qingxi died, she would have less trouble.

Hua Xia silently applauded the two of them, picked up the blank yellow paper on the table, and drew a circle with a brush dipped in cinnabar.

The talisman said to Emperor Wutan: This beauty curses you!