Chapter 122 (1/2)
Tianxing soul teacher college, back campus, back mountain.
In the dense forest, there are several figures walking around. In addition to Wang Jian and Dai mubai, there are Peng fan and Pang Hu.
When several people sat on the altar of glory, they didn't get anything. Now his face became gloomy. He glared at the altar of heroes in front of him and kicked the altar of glory angrily.
And break big scold way: ”rubbish thing.”
Not far away, Jiang Fan, who was practicing with his sword, seemed to be more energetic. He couldn't stop smiling on his face. He waved his Qingfeng sword and kept shouting.
”Hassa, give it to me!”
”Hassa, give it to me!”
Mingming didn't have any strong wind to accompany him, but the boy was very excited and his voice became louder and louder.
Wang Jian was tired of hearing this. With a slight wave of the ruler in his hand, he displayed his fourth soul skill - painting the earth as a prison!
Jiang Fan's side appears the golden barrier, when sees this golden barrier that moment, Jiang Fan's face suddenly a change, looked some pale.
He recalled the painful experience of standing in the teaching building for an afternoon.
He turned his eyes to Wang Jian, with a cry in his eyes.
Wang Jian ignored this and said faintly, ”this time I will only imprison you for half an hour. Don't let me hear these three words from hasa.”
Sure enough! No matter when it is, the spiritual harm that hasa caused to these three words is endless.
After punishing Jiang Fan, he looks at Dai mubai again, unable to hide his disappointment.
Peng fan lowered his head and said with a dejected look: ”sorry, Dean! Let you down
Wang Jian shook his head and said, ”it's OK. There are still many opportunities in the future. Take it as an attempt this time, but you must take it seriously in the future. It's a big chance, you know?”
Peng fan's eyes nodded firmly, Pang Hu also looked at Wang Jian seriously.
Wang Jianxin felt a little relieved, and then suddenly asked, ”where are Shen Xin and Lin Yan?”
Peng fan seemed to feel a little strange. He looked out of the forest. Then his face moved and he said, ”they're coming!”
Wang Jian looked at the entrance of the forest and found that two figures were slowly coming here. One of them was naturally Shen Xin, and the other
At the entrance of the forest, two small figures are walking slowly along the road which is often trampled at the foot. Shen Xin is holding Li Yan's hand.
”Sister Shen, why should I dress like this?”
Lin Yan said shyly. She looked down at her little skirt. Although it was beautiful, she had never worn it before.
Shen Xin blinked and asked, ”why can't I wear such a little skirt? Why did you dress like that before? ”
”My father said that if I was dressed like a boy, maybe I could be as strong as a boy.”
Hear Lin Yan's words, Shen Xin is a little surprised, then mutter: ”but you are still so shy!”
Lin Yan smell speech, the facial expression becomes red matchless, look coquettish unbearable, especially lovely.
Two people gradually approach, Wang Jian's eyes looking at Lin Yan looked and looked, in the heart feel a little strange, Shen Xin this is from where to turn the little Lori?
But he looked at Lin Yan's face, faintly felt some familiar.
Suddenly, his eyes flashed a touch of light, suddenly looked up, some incredible looking at Lin Yan, lost his voice and said: ”are you Lin Yan?”
Lin Yan smell speech, small hand tightly hold own small skirt, dare not look up at Wang Jian.
Next to him, Peng fan heard Wang Jian's words, and his eyes were also staring. He looked at Lin Yan in an incredible way. His voice trembled and said, ”you... Are you Xiaoyan?”
This, this is a joke, right?