The strongest sword saint

Chapter 117 Tianshi, is it delicious?

In the blink of an eye, it was Ling Hui's turn. Ling Wei said to the red-shirted girl behind her, "Miss Pastor, come first." After saying that, he pulled Qin Si behind him over.

"Would you die if you call me by your name?" Qin Si pouted and pretended to be angry. Obviously, she is quite dissatisfied with Ling Li's always calling her "Miss Pastor".

"Okay. Miss Pastor. Ling Xun stared at the cute big-eyed girl with a smile.

"You!" Seeing that there was nothing she could do with this "hate" swordsman, Qin Si stared and had to extend her hand to the stone of understanding in front of the girl with a ponytail.

The stone of understanding, the fluorescent point. The numbers on it are also constantly changing.

"sixty-seven, over." The horsetail girl is surprised that this is the fifth consecutive test with a potential of more than 60. Such a situation is really rare. Because the average potential of practitioners in Nofa is only 45.

"Miss Pastor, it's very good." Ling Yu joked.

"I told you earlier that I have a talent. Humph." Qin Si glanced at Ling Li and stood aside from the team, waiting for the Ling brothers and sisters.

"Huier, it's your turn."

"Ye�. Brother." Ling Hui smiled gently, with a beautiful face, and the girl with a ponytail was slightly stunned. Looking at the fairy-like and flawless woman, even if she had always felt good about herself, she immediately felt herself.

The understanding stone shines a strong yellow light, and the number on it has accelerated all the way from scratch. After the ten-digit number broke through five, six and seven, the speed of the number change still showed no sign of slowing down, but it stopped abruptly after seven jump eight.

Many people in the back are used to looking forward and staring at the people who tested in front of them. When they saw the numbers on the understanding stone, they were surprised to speak.

80 potential. Among the practitioners in the mainland, he is definitely a genius. When they saw the woman with the genius-like potential, they slowly turned around and smiled gently on their beautiful face, their surprised eyes immediately straightened and could no longer move away.

Beauty and wisdom coexist. God, is she a goddess? Countless worshipful eyes fell on Ling Hui. The dragon ** got up, and some people began to push forward, hoping to get close to the goddess in their hearts. If you can kiss Fangze, you will be willing to die!

However, Ling Hui's next action made these people feel like being struck by lightning, and there was a strong sourness in the square. Countless people saw that the woman in white curly hair, who had just been regarded as the supreme goddess, made a mischievous face at the man dressed as the swordsman behind her. After leaving the team, she affectionately wrapped her hands around the swordsman's arm.

Who is he? How can you be so close to the goddess? I will kill him. The most annoying thing is that the guy in the blue and white swordsman's robe stretched out his disgusting and dirty hand and pinched the goddess's lovely nose before receiving the talent test.

The eyes of worship immediately turned into naked jealousy of Ling Yu**.

Oh! Lord of creation. How good it would be if I were the owner of those hands.

Ling didn't know at all that his habitual action knocked over countless jealousy jars.

"65, over." The girl with a horsetail smiled softly. She had an inexplicable good impression of the swordsman she saw for the second time. The beautiful face looks so comfortable.

The girl with a ponytail, gently hooked the badge handed over by Ling Li with a quill and said with a smile, "Come on."

"Ye�. Thank you, sister. Ling Wei smiled slightly. He didn't know how Ling Hui did it, but he was quite satisfied with the result of 65. It was neither flamboyant nor did it look so bad. Just right.

"Let's go, Miss Pastor." With that, Ling Li took Qin Si's hand and joined Ashou and others who had been waiting for a long time at the door.

The scholar looked at the three people coming, and his mind changed a little. Unexpectedly, each of these people passed the talent test. And when he saw that his two most curious people, Xiaoyao and Ling Hui, had such a high potential. I felt refreshed immediately. With these people, maybe they can really pass the exam and enter the Bowen College. In that case, there will be a chance to revenge."

"Let's go. Swordsman boss. Hey hey." The scholar in a good mood even became crisp and flew up. He put the handsome folding fan in his back like a hooligan and strode into the main door of Bowen College.

This is a straight road of Bowen College. On both sides of the road are tall and straight towering ancient trees. Through the heart-shaped leaves, the mottled and dazzling sunlight sprinkles on the ground, reflecting its inexplicable white spots. The road is full of strange and choking smell.

Lingqi, led by a man, shuttled through it. This man is named Ming Yafeng and is a student of Bowen College. It is also regarded as the quasi-study guide of Ling Wei and others.

It is said to be "quasi" because the latter has not yet officially enrolled.

"Learn and guide, how can there be coquettishness on this road? Taste." A hand, a thief, was the most responsive and was the first to find the problem. Ming Yafeng smiled and said, "Little thief, you don't know that this road is the symbol of the Bowen Academy. And there is also a name as elegant as me.

"What's your name?" Ahando.

A meaningful smile: "It's called Angel Road."

"Angel?" Ling Li walked behind and said strangely, "Are you talking about those winged birds?"

Ming Yafeng smiled evilly and said, "You actually said that the legendary guardian of the omnipotent god is a bird man, haha, I think so too. However, this 'angel' is not the 'angel'.

"Actually, the origin of the angel road is very simple." Ming Yafeng pointed to the ground with white spots and said, "Because it."

"What is that? This road smells coquettish, shouldn't it be because of it? Ahando.

"Ye, that's it. Do you know what it is?" Ming Yafeng smiled.

A hand said, "There is nothing that the thief doesn't know. Wait, let me study it. Well, it looks like a piece of shit."

Ming Yafeng didn't say a word, and only stared at Ah Shou with a smile.

As he walked, he pretended to be full of experience and said, "It smells coquettish and smells like excrement."

** came, and saw the thief who was moving suddenly bend down and gently scrape a little bit of debris on the strange white spot with his nails. He stared for a long time, then stretched out his tongue to add it, then nodded and said with a suddenly enlightened look: "This should be the excretion object of some kind of warcraft. God's road of shit, that's how it is.

"Is it delicious?" Liu Ruoyu, a female swordsman, looked at Ahshou with a strange face.

"Salty, not very delicious." With that, as if to confirm the smell, he put his fingers into his mouth and sucked again. A little. The next moment, Ah's hand seemed to have been struck by lightning, and his body was suddenly stunned, and the expression on his face changed several times.

"vomit." A hand reacted, his stomach rolled, he vomited dryly, and couldn't help squatting down. When he saw the "sky shit" of the white flowers on the ground again, the stomach wall twitched, and A hand trotted to the roadside with a painful face. In the bushes, he ate breakfast a few hours ago, together with stomach acid, and spit out.

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