Chapter 13

"Well, that's good, sister Yuehua."

"You smelly boy, look for a fight."

Today is another happy day.

The seven treasures of colored glaze are in the chariot,

Ning Fengzhi touched his daughter's head and said with a smile, "Rongrong, how do you think you are particularly interested in him."

"Nothing." Ning Rongrong shook his head, but added, "Dad, I think he's just different."

"What's different? One nose, one mouth, two ears, two eyes and one head. Why is it special?" Ning Feng made some teasing.

"Well, he is different from other people in the sect. Those people are respectful to me, even those older than me. Everyone indulges me, but that's not what I want. Although Tang Muchen is very bad and wants me to call him brother, he is not afraid of me. He is willing to play with me. In addition, he can make people happy. "

Ning Fengzhi silently listened to Ning Rongrong's children's words and couldn't help laughing: "Rongrong, cherish this friendship. In the future, you will find that everything in the world will change because of power."

Ning Rongrong nodded as if he knew something.

"Today, I was looking for Xiaotian Douluo to have something to do. However, there is an unexpected joy. Let Rongrong meet the boy, and Rongrong will realize the real friendship."

Rather wind makes the heart like a mirror.

The vehicle sped all the way to Qibao Liuli sect.

A few days later,

Tiandoucheng junior soul master college also ushered in the opening season.

This is Tiandou imperial Central College, which only recruits highly gifted students. If you have studied here for six years, you can continue to study at Tiandou Royal College and enjoy the resources provided by the Empire.

Muchen was unconventional today and set out early with Tang Yuehua.

I can't wait to see Ning Rongrong.

In the car, Tang Yuehua tidied up Tang Muchen's clothes, gently patted him on the shoulder, and there was another nagging: "when you come to this school, remember to study hard, don't make trouble, and strive to practice. The most important thing is, don't hook up with a little girl in the school for me, and don't cheat people with rhetoric."

Tang Yuehua made up another two sentences when the ghosts and gods made him poor.

Muchen is naturally called.

After living for so many years, Muchen naturally knows Tang Yuehua's nature of nagging. It's best not to disobey her when she nags, otherwise, you can't stand it.

"I don't know why such a beautiful woman has such a problem. Is she old?"

Muchen whispered.

"What did you say?" Yuehua seemed to hear it and asked.

"Nothing. Bye, sister Yuehua. I'll go to study. See you in the evening."

With that, Tang Muchen ran down, and Yuehua couldn't catch him back.

"This little loach."

Regardless of Tang Yuehua, we will focus on Tang Muchen.

After he got out of the car, he directly entered the junior soul master college.

Don't tell me, it's the key point. The scale is really large. You can't see the edge at a glance, and the gate in front of you is at least two floors high.

You said it was okay. Why did you build the gate so high.

Entering the gate, a group of young people dressed as teachers were waiting there.

Muchen hurried to one of the beautiful female teachers and asked, "Hello, teacher, I'm Tang Muchen, a freshman this year."

"Oh, it's a freshman. I'll look for it. Well, Tang Muchen, you're a classmate in class 1, grade 1. This is a key class."

"OK, thank you, teacher."

"Go down from here, and then turn right. There is a sign in the teaching building. You can see it in the past."

Tang Muchen nodded and said yes, laughing in his heart.

How do you feel back when you were in primary school.

I came to Tang Muchen's class.

Well, I'm afraid to withdraw this sentence. At least, the luxury level is not a level.

The brick wall of the whole classroom is made of high-grade white jade, which is obviously engraved with a few words, class 1, grade 1.

The classroom is full of vitality. After all, the wall uses warm colors, which naturally sets off the atmosphere. At least the environment inside is really speechless.

There are only a few people in the classroom now.

Ning Rongrong didn't come either.

I can't flirt with this girl now.

I'll sleep first.

Casually found a desk and went to sleep. Sure enough, I slept best in school.

Bashi.

When he woke up, he was patted up. When he looked up, he saw Ning Rongrong smiling and smiling. It seemed to wake him up. He was very happy.

That's how little kids are.

The classroom was almost full. The children in twos and threes seemed to know each other and chatted happily. Tang Muchen seemed to recall the time of gossiping and nagging fat days in his previous life.

I felt a little in my heart and couldn't help laughing.

"Why are you laughing, like a fool?"

"Wok, why are you everywhere? Go, don't bother me."

"You're a little fart. Hum, this is my seat. If you want me to go, there's no way."

Sitting on the seat next to Muchen, the little mouth pouted high and looked like a proud princess.

Muchen was about to say something, but she was interrupted by the new teacher.

What came in was a young man with a good appearance.

He went to the stage, smiled at everyone and said, "Hello, I'm your mentor Ye Fan."

"Now, announce the rules of class 1, grade 1." Ye Fan's eyes became serious. "Now there are 47 students in our class with uneven soul power, but your talent is very high. According to the folk talent education of the snow night emperor, we require three people to form their own teams, and then compete to earn money by playing a challenge arena