Chapter 2457

Xue Wanren, deputy head of Guangming University, rubbed his forehead, and then followed him.

"Now if there is such a sign, quickly put it out!"

"At first sight, this guy is the kind of man with many colorful intestines..."

Xue Wanren, the deputy chief of Guangming University, make complaints about it and then Tucao the road.

Murong Yu promised, and murmured in his heart long ago

Your reminder is over

It's not just a sign now. The raging fire has been burning for a long time

It's too late to put it down now.

……

University tower, ninth floor.

Now more than half of the cleaning work has been completed

At the moment, there are about 300 people on the ninth floor, in addition to more than 200 people such as Fang fan.

These 300 people are the elite of the elite

Basically, they all come from the three top genuine first-class forces and the first-class Light Alliance temple.

"We have almost the same number now..."

"There are only 500 people left!"

"Clean up the students with lower grades among you. It's just right to gather 500 people!"

"For the sake of cleaning up a lot of waste this time, I'll give you a chance to stay here!"

"But when you see the son of God in the future, you should salute respectfully, you know?"

While Fang fan was preparing for further in-depth cleaning, a young man in white suddenly came out in front of him, with a proud face, and his nostrils were about to go to heaven.

This refers to the way he paints. I don't know. I thought Fang fan was still his subordinate

"Which onion are you...?"

Fang fan shrugged and said indifferently.

Now it's true that all cats and dogs dare to show off

The tone of this speech is really too bad to beat.

"Which onion do you ask me?"

"Don't you know the son of God?"

"Are there people who don't know the son of God?

The young man in white laughed as he spoke, as if he had encountered something very ridiculous.

That belly laugh posture is very funny

Fang fan looks at him like this. He really has a feeling of watching sand sculpture

"Either report your identity and roll down."

"Either don't report your identity, I'll throw it down for you now..."

Fang fan waved his big hand and said calmly, there is too much nonsense!

"Ridiculous!"

"How dare you speak so loudly!"

"Do you think I'm a waste of Dugu aojian?"

"Dugu aojian didn't deserve to lift my shoes!"

"The son of God is a first-class Light Alliance temple. The son of God steps on the snow on the left hill!"

"Are you qualified to fight with me?"

"Don't get down on your knees and apologize!"

"Be a pony for me later!"

"Call... Call Fang fan, right?"

"Do you think you're pretty?"

"I feel very proud that I can get the first place in the University token list?"

"That's because the son of God doesn't want to take it, so it's your turn!"

"If you can't even see that, you're really stupid!"

"Now you have a chance. Take advantage of it!"

At the first class, Zuo Qiu, the son of the God in the temple of the alliance of light, spoke while stepping on the snow, and his proud and charming look on his face became more and more

After the zuoqiu stepped on the snow and finished speaking, a group of people around suddenly began to coax

"The God son of the temple of the first-class alliance of light, this status is too strong!"

"Hey, hey, if you're just a son of God, it's nothing. The most important thing is that the son of zuoqiu snow stepping God is also the son of the saint of zuoqiu in the first-class Light Alliance temple..."