Chapter 221

Looking at the two different choices and rewards, Bai Huang pondered carefully.

At present, although he has Dianwei to protect himself, he has little attack ability. Choosing a red fire is undoubtedly a good reward, which can just make up for the lack of attack ability at present.

As for the ghost cloak of option 2, although it is also a good thing, Baihuang already has six colorful wings, which coincides with the effectiveness of the ghost cloak to a certain extent.

Therefore, the best route is undoubtedly to complete option one.

However, for the topic Xu Qian is talking about at the moment, it is not so easy to say a divine reply, and it is really difficult for everyone in the class to agree.

"Teacher, I know this problem. Li Bai is a heavy drinker." A boy answered.

"Li Bai is called Qinglian resident and relegated immortal. He is a romantic poet." A girl answered.

"Raise a glass and invite the moon. The shadow becomes three. Li Bai likes to watch the moon and drink at night. This is one of his habits." Another student answered.

Then, wave after wave of others raised their hands and spoke, which aroused interest.

At this time, Bai Huang silently raised his hand and replied, "Li Bai is used to long sword. There is a unique skill called Qinglian sword song. After using this skill, you can create a residual shadow, which is group damage."

“......”

Suddenly, the classroom, which was originally very busy, suddenly became extremely quiet.

At this moment, everyone, including Xu Qian, looked at Bai Huang with dull eyes, just because they were convinced by Bai Huang.

What is it?

Li Bai has a unique skill called Qinglian sword song?

Not only can it create a remnant, but it's also a fucking group injury?

Everyone knows where Bai Huang refers to Li Bai, which is nothing more than a game called King pesticide.

But the key is in class. Bai Huang talks about Li Bai in the game. Isn't this intentional?

With the help of one person, Baihuang directly reversed the atmosphere of the whole class, which can be called a cow!

"Ding! Congratulations on the host's completion of selection 1. Reward: ChiYan Youhuo. "

The system prompts the sound to start.

In other words, this is a direct proof that Bai Huang's speech just now has become a recognized divine reply in the class.

Although Bai Huang admitted that he was mentally retarded in his speech just now, he had to take a surprise to complete the system task. Otherwise, how could he complete the task of choosing one.

All for life.

Stepping on high heels, Xu Qian went to Baihuang's desk, then patted Baihuang's shoulder and gave Baihuang a meaningful look.

That means clearly that if Bai Huang dares to continue fooling around, he will have to go to Bai Huang's office to have a good talk. He doesn't look like a serious class.

The next time, in order to avoid being stared at by Xu Qian, Bai Huang has been listening to the Chinese class very carefully without deserting at all.

Bai Huang firmly believes that since the beginning of this semester, this is definitely his most serious class time, and even his beloved comic books have been abandoned for the time being.

In the usual learning atmosphere, Baihuang safely spent the afternoon Chinese class and is now in the period of recess.

The next class is math. Bai Huang borrowed a comic book from the female classmate next to him and planned to use it to get through the last class today.

The title of the comic book is: the cultivation method of passers-by female owners.

Bai Huang hasn't seen this cartoon before and doesn't know what it is. The title of the book should be teaching.

Teach the hostess or something.

This makes Bai Huang inexplicably think of a very strange training object, that is, mu Qianlian

If you want to return, Bai Huang is still concentrating on his comic book. Rare leisure time can't be wasted.

"Ringling!"

Soon, the bell rang and the students outside the corridor quickly returned to their classrooms.

After a while, the math teacher came into the classroom with his textbook.

Standing on the podium for the first time, the math teacher naturally found that he was still reading comic books.

But the math teacher dared to be angry but not speak. Bai Huang answered the right question before, so that he could no longer manage the phenomenon of Bai Huang reading comic books, otherwise his image in the eyes of students would be gone.

He was so depressed that if he had known, he shouldn't have gambled with Bai Huang that time. It would take a semester of regret.

Tidy up his mood. The math teacher opened his textbook and began to lecture. Anyway, he had to finish his teaching task.

In a classroom, the pictures of lectures and lectures, plus Bai Huang, who reads comic books openly, are quite strange.

Halfway through the math class, Bai Huang, who was fascinated by comic books, was poked from behind. Behind him was a boy.

Leaning back a little, Bai Huang lowered his voice and asked, "why?"

"Brother Huang, quickly look at a post at the top of the school forum. I have sent the link to the class group." The boy behind whispered.

"Huh? Did you send it to the class? Looking for death, don't you know that gunara's dark god is also in the class. " Bai Huang is helpless.

"Don't worry, I sent it to the class without a teacher. I really think I'm stupid." The boy in the back smiled.

Taking comic books as a baffle, Bai Huang took out his mobile phone and looked at the group news. Someone did send a link in the group.

But for some reason, many people in the class are making angry remarks, and they are all angry for mu Qianlian and Chu Li.

"Shit, who sent that post? It's so shameless that it touches the goddess of porcelain and Chu."

"Grandma is a bear. It really disgusts me. The forum administrator takes the money. This kind of junk post can also be put on the top. Is it easy to make black money?"

"I have to find out the grandson after school. I can't do without beating him up."

...

Looking at the new news one after another, Bai Huang didn't realize until now that many people in the class were stealing mobile phones, and on the surface, they were pretending to listen to the class well.

It can be said that the eight immortals cross the sea and each shows his magic power.

"Brother Huang, quickly click into the link to have a look. You must know about it." The boy behind preached.

Thinking that he had taken out his mobile phone anyway, Bai Huang simply clicked the link. He wanted to see what was inside, which could make everyone so angry.

Then, the screen directly switches to a post in the school forum.

After reading the content quickly, Bai Huang couldn't help laughing. It's really big. There are all kinds of birds in the forest. How can there be so many talents.

The first few lines of the post seem to read:

Fight eight wastelands!

Foot six in one!

With all due respect, Baihuang is just a piece of garbage. It's the garbage of two school flowers that touch porcelain every day!

First fry the scandal with Chu school flower, and then fry the scandal with Mu school flower. You have a good abacus to make yourself famous. I'm sure the two school flowers must be threatened!