Chapter 39 Braid

Although there are many families in Lingfeng City, there is no major conflict, which is the result of a force suppression. The strongest force in the whole Lingfeng City: Lingfeng College

After the rise of an emerging family, I felt very great and began to find trouble with Lingfeng College. After several harassments, Lingfeng College did not express its position. That family was even more rampant, and even their young master took a fancy to a female student in the college and forcibly took her away and raped her. This incident aroused the anger of Lingfeng College, which sent only one person to slaughter the whole family. Finally, a line of blood was left: Lingfeng College specially came here to rape

Since then, no family has dared to provoke these killing gods. Over time, Lingfeng College dominated the whole Lingfeng City.

Lingfengzi looked at the post sent by Lingfeng College and quickly read the content of the post. Only then did I know that the annual admission selection had begun.

Lingfeng College distributes posts to the families and sects of Lingfeng City every year, with the purpose of enrolling students every year, and those who receive posts have the opportunity to enter Lingfeng College as students through the assessment.

It is the dream of all young people to enter Lingfeng College. I heard that there are many beautiful women and handsome men in Lingfeng College, which are like cabbage on the street. Moreover, the college is particularly free, as long as it does not violate the rules of the college. Even some male and female students are married and live together in the college. Of course, this is allowed by the college. In addition to these, someone from a family and sect studied in the college and hugged the college's thigh in disguise.

Originally, the Xuanyin School was not eligible for the post, but now the strength of the Xuanyin School has soared and has met the requirements of the college, so it has sent a post.

There is only one place to ask for the selection of disciples, and Ling Fengzi is sad.

Who should I choose? According to the requirements, it must be over 16 years old and under 20 years old. In front of us, it is Ma Wu's disciple who meets the requirements of the Xuanyin School. After all, this is a rare opportunity. Although it is not possible to enter the college, there is at least hope.

After thinking for a long time, I feel that every disciple has hope, and it is difficult to break for a while. Ling Fengzi decided to solve it by taking a lot. After all, choosing a lucky one must have a better chance of entering the college.

Once decided, Ling Fengzi summoned all his disciples to discuss the matter.

Ling Fengzi told the matter to Ma Wu's group, and everyone heard the news. Look at me, I look at yours. I want to go, but I'm embarrassed to say it.

Ma Wu is still worried about his cultivation. He doesn't hear what his master said at all, but vaguely hears what college. What kind of enrollment selection?

Xia Jian's mind was not here. He stared at Hua Luoshui's chest, but his face showed a very solemn appearance. Behind his back, he gestured with his hands behind his back, "It feels like it's a little bigger."

Seeing that no one made a statement, Ling Fengzi took out six notes and said, "There is only one place this time. In order to maintain fairness, if you want to go, come and grab the lots. One of these notes is written with the word "Yes". As long as anyone is caught, he will go.

Zhang Feng, Zhu Neng and Qian Zhi hurriedly picked one from Ling Fengzi and covered it with their hands to prevent people from being seen, as if the little note was a peerless treasure.

Hua Luoshui also came forward to take one and opened it directly. There is not a single word written on it. He sighed and said, "Oh, I'm very lucky."

There are still two left. Strangely, Ma Wu and Xia Jian don't seem to be very keen on this matter. One frowned and grabbed the chaotic hair, and the other had a serious face, staring at Hualuoshui like a piece of wood, and the hand behind him was indeed extremely lively.

"Ma Wu, Xia Jian came to grab the raun."

"Oh." The two mechanically said, and they grabbed one of them casually.

Zhang Feng covered it tightly with his hand, slowly opened it, and put one eye into the gap between his hands. The result was a blank piece of white paper. Zhang Feng couldn't believe such a result. He spread it with his hand and held it high with his hand. It was still a piece of white paper in the sun.

Zhu Neng also carefully opened the white paper he grabbed, and his eyes were as big as a cow's eyes. The blanks on the paper seemed to shatter a teenager's dream.

Qian Zhi saw that the three cards were blank, and now his opportunity has become greater. I swallowed a breath and opened the white paper. I saw some ink on the paper, and I haven't seen what it is yet. Qian Zhi exclaimed, "There are words..."

Hearing Qian Zhi's shout, everyone thought that the word appeared on the white paper caught by Qian Zhi. He didn't all shout the word "Yes". Qian Zhi means that there is a word on the paper, but it does not mean that the word "yes".

Just when everyone thought it was Qian Zhi this time, Qian Zhi had completely opened the note. The immediate result almost collapsed Qian Zhi. Although there was ink, it was not a word, specifically a painting. A simple little bastard.

Qian Zhi let everyone see the content on the paper, and suddenly burst into bursts of laughter, while Ling Fengzi blushed.

It turns out that this little bastard was painted by Lingfengzi. In addition to practicing, Lingfengzi also likes to pursue some culture. I often love painting.

The pure white paper was used up, and Lingfengzi tore off a piece from his proudest painting, wrote the word "Yes" on the back, and then divided it into six pieces. And Qian Zhi's picture happens to be the bastard he painted.

Now everyone can see his painting. Ling Fengzi is a little embarrassed. After all, no one knows about his own painting. If they know that I still have this skill. I will definitely worship you more under the premise of admiring yourself. At that time, they all scramble to learn painting from themselves and don't practice. What does that look like?

"Qian Zhi, why do you have a fire character on the paper?" Zhang Feng asked.

"No, the word fire has no tail, but this word has a tail." Zhu Neng corrected it.

Watching everyone discuss their masterpiece, Ling Fengzi said, "Isn't this painting a bastard?"

After listening to this, the disciples began to cover their stomachs and laugh, "There is such an ugly bastard there."

"Who will be so boring? What's not good to draw? I just want to draw bastards."

Ling Fengzi's face is getting worse and worse, and his face is like purple eggplant.

The disciples looked at the master's appearance and suddenly realized that this note was prepared by the master, so the bastard was naturally painted by that one. They also want to laugh and dare not laugh, and it is uncomfortable to hold their lungs.

Ma Wu and Xia Jian were also attracted by the laughter just now. It's very strange that they don't know what happened. Looking at the note in his hand, he was stunned.

Xia Jian happened to see Ma Wu, so he wanted to flirt with Ma Wu again, so he pouted and walked to Ma Wu and said, "Uncle, my nephew has encountered a bottleneck recently, and he can't break through to the middle level of the teacher. Uncle, what experience do you have to teach me?"

Seeing Xia Jian's cheap energy, he was obviously satirizing that he could not break through and had the face to be an uncle. You also need to impart your own experience, and I will pass on your face.

Ma Wu could only sigh secretly and shake his head, leaving Xia Jian.

The more you ignore me, the more I will provoke you. It's really not cheap. Xia Jian continued to say, "Uncle, do you dislike the low cultivation of your nephew and disdain to teach him? You can't have such an attitude."

The more he listened, the more unpleasant it became. Ma Wu stared at Xia Jian and hummed.

At this time, Xia Jian found that he had a note in his hand, and he didn't know when to take it. He glanced over and found that there was also one in Ma Wu's hand, which was more beautiful than his own hand. Xia Jian grabbed it from Ma Wu's hand. I gave myself to Ma Wu.

Ma Wu doesn't pay attention to this man and looks for trouble with cheap people, which doesn't mean that he is more cheap.

Xia Jian seemed to have a sense of accomplishment and showed off the note he took from his hand to everyone. It seems that this note is my own booty.

Under everyone's surprised eyes, Xia Jian asked weakly, "What happened?"

"Oh, who painted this bastard?" Xia Jian saw Qian Zhi ask with a note painted on Wang Ba.

This sentence directly angered Ling Fengzi. Ling Fengzi suddenly seized the paper and tore it into pieces, as if the paper was his father's enemy.

Ma Wu looked at the original note of Xia Jian in his hand. The note was rubbed by Xia Jian and stained with a lot of sweat and looked dirty. So I want to discard it.

Suddenly, Ma Wu found that there seemed to be words on the note, so he opened it casually and saw a word "Yes". Then he asked, "Everyone, what does the word "you" mean?"

The whole scene calmed down and looked at Ma Wu, as if looking at a monster. How stupid did this boy pretend to be?

In the end, Ma Wu knew that everyone had decided to go to Lingfeng College. I caught myself by mistake.

Everyone looked at Xia Jian and seemed to be puzzled why he changed his own with Ma Wu.

After Xia Jian knew about this, he was dumbfounded, especially when he heard the beautiful woman Ruyun's words of Lingfeng College.

"Uncle, that's me. Give it to me."

"Don't be cheap, get out of here."

"Master, that's mine."

"Go away, I'm not in the mood to take care of your affairs."

"Everyone's comment, is it my turn to go?"

"Get out..."

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