Chapter 1206： Count again (1/2)

Sun Mingyue shook her head and sighed.

She got up and left the teacher's chair, went down the steps, paced slowly, thought slowly, and remembered Chu Li's every move in her mind.

At that time, she saw that Chu Li had been a ghost, and that inner strength was strange, but she did not expect that Chu Li's repair was so powerful that she was able to take Deng Datong seriously.

Deng Datong also considered it as his own fault.

Of course, she knew that Chu Li promised to be so happy was to make sure that Deng Datong could not cure the wound.

This Zhao Dahe is so arrogant that he doesn't want to do it. It is useless to force himself, not to punish him, but it doesn't work, the people are not afraid of death. Why did they die? Fortunately, at least one person who calmed him could make him obedient and have weaknesses to catch. Once Li Ruolan died, he had no more weaknesses.

She shook her head and sighed, still unable to come up with a good idea, but for men, the most important way is to be beautiful.

Since ancient times, heroes have not been able to pass the beauty pass, not only which one, but almost all heroes cannot pass the pass.

Her bright eyes flickered, thinking of the women in the teaching.

All the disciples of the Guangming Sect are carefully selected, selected from the finest. Most of the male disciples are handsome, and most of the female disciples are beautiful. Such an ugly and rare sight like Chu Li is a strange number.

The heaven and the earth often love one person, and concentrate all the advantages on one person. Beauty and wisdom often coexist.

Those with excellent qualifications are often inferior in appearance.

However, many beautiful female disciples in the teaching can make Zhao Dahe's heart not so much, not because he is not beautiful, but because he can't get into his heart.

She sighed and shook her head. It was still caused by Li Ruolan, because Li Ruolan's death, Zhao Dahe's mental calculation was completely closed.

Du Ying came in softly: ”Sir ...”

”How come back?” Sun Mingyue said lightly.

Du Ying whispered softly, ”It seems Brother Deng passed out.”

Although she hated Deng Datong, she was a bit uneasy about him. In case he really died, it was Brother Zhao who was really unlucky. He would be punished for killing his fellow students and would even be dismissed.

He has already killed the altar master. This time he will repeat the punishment, and he will even aggravate the punishment.

”Coma has passed?” Sun Mingyue frowned. ”Severely injured?”

”Yes, I'm afraid of death. Otherwise, the maiden should go and see.” Du Ying carefully looked at her face.

Sun Mingyue hummed, ”Okay, look over.”

Du Ying smiled and said busyly: ”Sir, please follow me.”

The two left the Guangming Hall, and soon came to the courtyard where Li Qu was ill, and saw Deng Datong on the bed.

Deng Datong was already in a coma on the couch, motionless, as if he had died, his heartbeat would take a long time, and his chest would rise and fall once.

”Sir, Brother Deng doesn't matter?” Du Ying asked quickly.

”Well, I can't die,” Sun Mingyue hummed.

”That's good.” Du Ying patted his towering chest, and the towering trembled.

Sun Mingyue saw her majestic **** and looked at her beautiful face thoughtfully.

”Virgin?” Du Ying was flushed by her look.

Even a woman staring at herself would find it awkward, even if she was a saint.

”Well, nothing, I think about it.” Sun Mingyue looked at Du Ying carefully and nodded secretly.

Du Ying looked at her doubtfully, but didn't think much, and stared at Deng Datong again: ”Sir, do you want to cure Brother Deng's injury?”

”No.” Sun Mingyue shook his head.

”That's good ...” Du Ying patted her proud chest again.

Sun Mingyue stretched out his jade palm and patted it gently on Deng Datong's chest. After counting the palms, his hands were flat in the air, half a meter tall, and he shot it gently.