The Ultimate Student in the City

"Teacher Li, my grandson is young and frivolous and ignorant, so don't care about him, right?" Master Xuan Ming looked at Li Zedao and said with a wry smile.

I really want to slap my grandson to death and provoke someone bad. Why did you provoke this shameless person?

"Ah? This kid is your grandson? I really don't know. I just treat him as a stupid student. If I know that he is your grandson, I won't have the same knowledge as him." Li Zedao looked embarrassed.

Seeing Li Zedao's awkward acting skills, Nangong Meili was also quite embarrassed, and worried that the master would not hold back and directly drew his sword and attacked people.

Real person Xuan Ming can only continue to smile wryly, he wants to vomit blood, thinking that I believe you to hell.

"But you are really the pavilion master. I just made a joke with this student. How could I actually cut off his arm? So you don't need to break your grandson's finger." Li Zedao was very embarrassed. Said.

Real person Xuan Ming wanted to vomit blood even more, and he almost slapped the **** to death.

Seeing that Real Person Xuan Ming actually apologized so politely to this **** teacher, Mu Xingkong's brain roared even more, and he really felt like he was dreaming.

No, it must be a dream!

Nangong Meili is already someone else’s fiancée. This is a fake. She was held in the arms by another man. It’s a fake that her finger was broken by her grandfather. Grandpa was a teacher of the highest level of cultivation in a small spiritual god. Whispering is even more fake!

Who is Grandpa? He is the master of the Pills Pavilion! He is still a dignified third-grade soulsmith! His position in the Fuzhou Academy is second only to that of a real man in the academy. How could he be so low to a shameless old man?

But... why does the finger hurt so much?

"Outside... Grandpa..."

"Shut up!" Mortal Xuan Ming glanced at Mu Xingkong sharply.

Mu Xingkong was simply startled, and didn't dare to say anything again.

"Master." Nangong Meili slightly broke free of Li Zedao's salty pig's hands, and bowed.

True person Xuan Ming nodded, and said gently, "Don't worry, this kid won't be dangling in front of you in the future."

I also blame myself for not clarifying the situation with his young and frivolous grandson, which caused him to almost disappear after seeing Nangong Meili's.

Of course, he was quite satisfied with this female apprentice. He had to say something unsatisfactory, since she was too close to some shameless slut.

Those who are near Zhu are red and those who are near Mo are black, and True Person Xuan Ming is really worried that his excellent apprentice will be destroyed like this.

"Thank you, Master." Nangong Meili glanced at Mu Xingkong.

"..." The real person Xuan Ming was very embarrassed. How could my disciple not know how to protect his old face?

As for the Mu Xingkong on the side, Hao Xuan did not spit out a bit of old blood. Feeling annoyed by the feeling that he wanders in front of others?

Mu Xingkong thought she was such a good arrogant who took the initiative to dangle in front of her, and her heart was joyful and proud.

As for her expressionless face, her character is so cold, isn't it?

True person Xuan Ming put down his body and apologized. Li Zedao was naturally not looking for trouble with Mu Xingkong, but it was a pity. Originally, he wanted to take the opportunity to remove the hand of this arrogant boy to make things worse. Maybe he said that. Maybe you will be severely punished by the academy, and then maybe you don't need to play on behalf of the academy.

It's just never expected that the real person Xuan Ming was so fast and so decisive that he snapped off his grandson's finger all at once.

Li Zedao wanted to blame this old man who was as fat as a ball and said, is this kid really your grandson?

But he was even more sure in his heart that the person standing behind him must be a long-lived person in the courtyard, otherwise True Person Xuan Ming would not be so polite at all.

But why should the dean take himself so seriously? Is it really because that Li Zedao is his illegitimate child?

Or, he knew that this Li Zedao was not the original Li Zedao? What does he want from himself?

There are also little tortoises, why should they "depend on" themselves? Although he is handsome, this is not the reason for being slapped by a female tortoise?

Li Zedao thought and thought, besides being handsome and talented in cultivation, there seems to be nothing else worth worrying about.

"Well, Teacher Li, Meili, you can go to Goshawk and set off." Master Xuan Ming waved his hand and said.

After letting this extremely shameless kid continue to squirm, he couldn't help but beat people...No, it was murder.

It was nothing to kill this kid with infinite possibilities, for fear that the thief would kill him.

Although the old man looks harmless to humans and animals, his mind is very bad, and his methods are very cruel. If you dare to disobey him and ruin his affairs, he will not look at any affection at all and will kill you directly. hand.

"Pavilion Master, then we'll set off first." Li Ze said, taking Nangong Meili on the back of one of the goshawks.

Seeing the goshawk's giant wings soaring, it quickly turned into a black spot. Only then did Real Person Xuan Ming turn his head, glaring at his grandson with a black face, really wishing to slap it.

Master pit, in order to keep your boy's arm, I'm so embarrassed.

True person Xuan Ming had reason to believe that if he broke Mu Xingkong's finger improperly, Li Zedao would really pull his sword and remove Mu Xingkong's arm.

There is even more reason to believe that even if he removes Mu Xingkong's arm, the old thief will not punish him, and even admire Xingkong again. After all, he is indeed disrespectful to the teacher and seriously violates the rules of the academy.

"Grandpa..." Mu Xingkong's head shrank, and his eyes showed an extremely rich grievance.

"Go ahead and say it first." True Person Xuan Ming glanced at Mu Xingkong's severed finger, and his figure swept over the back of the goshawk.

After all, it is his grandson, so I still feel distressed.

Mu Xingkong quickly followed.

While grinning and smashing the bones of his fingers back, he cautiously said: "Grandpa, that kid..."

"Shut up!" Real person Xuan Ming lowered his voice and yelled, really wishing to slap it. I've already broken a finger, why don't you behave?

"Don't forget, he is a teacher, you are a student, you must respectfully call him Master Li!"

"I see." Mu Xingkong nodded quickly. I felt quite upset.

Calling that **** Master Li...he wanted to be beautiful!

"Where is the sacred Master Li?" Mu Xingkong asked cautiously.

"Tianjiao you can't beat the flattery." The tone of the real person Xuan Ming has a strong smell of hatred for iron and steel. Compared with ordinary Tianjiao, my grandson is indeed excellent, but compared with Li Zedao, it is almost no different from bean curd dregs.

"Grandpa, do you think too much of that king...oh, Master Li?" In Mu Xingkong's view, that **** should have a strong background, otherwise grandpa wouldn't need to exalt him like that.

It's just like in the pill pavilion, when the alchemists all praised themselves, it was naturally because of grandpa.

"Affordable?" True person Xuan Ming cursed irritably, "Did you know that in just three months, that guy has changed his cultivation from the top grade of the spiritual cloud to the current low grade of the spiritual god?"

"..." Mu Xingkong's eyes suddenly rounded.

"You know, that kid pieced together 322 herbs in a stick of incense? Lao Tzu is not even qualified to be his teacher? What about you? If your kid can piece together a hundred Lao Tzu now It's your grandson!" Real Person Xuan Ming cursed irritably.

"Three...three hundred and twenty-two?" Mu Xingkong's eyes almost rolled out of his eye sockets, and the muscles on his face twitched violently.

"In addition, he is still the dean's illegitimate child! If I hadn't rushed to break your finger in time, your boy's arm would have been removed today." Real Xuan Ming said in a low voice.

"..." Mu Xingkong softened his legs and sat down on the back of the goshawk.

He had long wanted to say that Li Zedao's background should be great, but he never expected that it would be so terrifying.

Master Xuan Ming's face turned dark, and he really had the urge to kick this grandson off the back of the goshawk. Isn't he the illegitimate son of the old thief? What is there to be afraid of?

...

Li Zedao lay lazily on the back of the goshawk, looking at the blue sky in a daze, while Nangong Meili sat quietly, looking forward, in a daze.

After getting on the back of the goshawk, the two had no communication.

Li Zedao was a little irritable thinking about things, but Nangong Meili was not a qualified topic maker.

After a while, Li Zedao sat up and scratched his hair a little irritably.

He didn't know if he was too resistant or really had a sixth sense. He always felt that some bad things would happen to the teachers and students of Yingzhou College this time, which made him feel restless.

Li Zedao thought of Murphy's Law. If you are worried about a certain possibility, then the possibility of that possibility will become greater.

As a result, Li Zedao became even more restless.

Nangong Meili glanced at Li Zedao and said nothing.

She saw Li Zedao's irritability, but she didn't know how to persuade her. She actually wanted to persuade, but she was not good at doing this kind of thing.

She had also persuaded her mother before, saying that she was there and she would take good care of her.

Of course, she didn't say such a thing, she just hugged her mother's thin body tightly, giving her care and strength.

I can't, now hug Li Zedao tightly, right?

Besides, her mood is equally depressed. Her mother's condition makes her extremely worried, and she doesn't know how she is now? Did the curse happen again? She was suffering the unbearable pain of ordinary people at this time?

Or is it silently accepting the scolding and scolding from other people in the family? Live worse than the ghost dog raised at home?

How much Nangong Meili wanted to appear next to her mother now, to protect her under her body, and not to let her suffer any harm.

Li Zedao raised his head to look at Nangong Meili.

He suddenly remembered that the beautiful woman was on the sidelines. Isn't such a negligent desecration of the beautiful woman?