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Bhikkhu, who had not yet recovered from his panic, felt that his eyes were dark, and then a fist hit him heavily on his cheek!

He was just a mortal. He could not bear the fist of a martial artist. He turned several somersaults before he got up. There was blood in his nose and lips.

Wang Quan angrily stepped forward and grabbed his skirt. He said angrily, "the hind legs of all the staff are dragged down by your rubbish. What else can you do besides eating?"

The other students were tired and exhausted. Seeing Wang Quan's hands, they were too lazy to reach out to stop him. Now they were all hungry and had no strength to toss about. They were kind enough to persuade them. If they didn't, they would just follow suit.

Bhikkhu was the weakest one. This time, he was beaten to the head by Wang Quan.

"Stop it!" Jun Qingchen locked his eyebrows and lifted his hand to pull the bhikkhu.

Wang Quan said, "what are you doing with this kind of rubbish! If we go on like this, we will be dragged down by him

Jun Qingchen took a look at bhikkhu, and his eyes fell on Wang's body coldly: "Qingzhou is a whole, and the manager also told him not to leave anyone here. If you do this, it will hurt all the people!"

He has been in the library in recent days. He is not familiar with the new student, but Chu Mengxun and jin'er are both less talkative, so he naturally needs to say more.

Before that, when they were in Mudan University, the people in the talent camp were very united. They had gone through six paths together, fought hand in hand, and participated in various trials. However, no matter how different their strength was, they never had such internal conflicts.

After a look at jin'er, who was looking for healing for Chu Meng with a cold face, Jun Qingchen stepped forward and said, "the strength of bhikkhu is certainly weaker, but since we are a whole, we need to work together to learn from each other to make up for each other, so that we can pass the trial. Is there anything else I don't understand?"

Wang Quan's face was full of indignation and discontent.

"I support what Qingchen said." A girl named Biqing raised her hand.

In this way, she also led several other female students, who came forward one after another, lifted up bhikkhu and cleaned his wounds.

Several other male students were silent, and the one called Dazhi murmured: "isn't Chu Mengxun leading the team? It's his turn to speak. "

They are all talents from different continents, and they have not compared with each other. I am sure that I am not satisfied with them.

Chu Meng looked for coldness and said, "what you said is what I want to say. Do you have any objection?"

The Dazhi slightly pulled his mouth and stopped speaking.

The cloud brocade embroidered face is expressionless to Chu Mengxun, the poison in the wound is refined out, and then he recovers his wound with a medical formula, and then he gets up and goes to bhikkhu.

The whole face of bhikkhu has completely swelled up, and the painting book has been thrown on the ground at random due to the fight just now, and it's dirty to step on.

Cloud rich brocade took up the picture book, looked at the eye gentleman light dust way: "you go to have a rest first."

Although they broke out of the tide of beasts, Jun Qingchen, in order to protect her, took on most of her strength and consumed more than her. She was one of these people who needed to rest most.

Jun light dust light slow way: "you too."

Cloud rich brocade nods, this just raises a step to go to biqiu, pass Wang Quanshi, cloud rich brocade looks at Wang Quan coldly.

Her eyes were dark, and there was an indescribable deterrent when she looked at people.

Wang Quan was still a little unconvinced. He was staring at him like Yun Jinxiu. He felt his scalp numb and subconsciously stepped back.

Originally, he thought cloud brocade would beat him, but the next moment, cloud brocade then walked past.

Bhikkhu looked at Yun Jinxiu miserably, and his heart was full of guilt. In fact, Wang Quan was right. He was a waste. When everyone was fighting against the animal tide, he was the only one who was afraid.

If he drags everyone down because of himself, it is himself who cannot accept it.

But He can do nothing but draw

Bi Qing saw cloud brocade come over, and stopped, and said in a low voice, "rich brocade, I have checked it. Although Wang Quan is heavy handed, he has not beaten Bhikhu into internal injury."

Cloud brocade light way: "know, you all go to rest, the road behind will only be more dangerous."

Several young girls looked at each other, nodded and retreated to one side for meditation.

Yun Jinxiu threw the picture book into the arms of bhikkhu and said in a cold voice, "Wang Quan is right. There is no need for waste in the team."

That box, Wang Quan lengbu Ding get the approval of cloud brocade, some muddled, look up indefinitely cloud Jinxiu look.

"In this world, talent and hard work are indispensable, but the genius who can not work hard and the waste material that keeps working hard are more admirable." Her eyes fell lightly on the face of bhikkhu, and her voice was calm and had no emotion. "Get up."

Bhikkhu wiped the blood from the corners of his lips and struggled to get up from the ground.

He should be young. When he stands up, he is almost as tall as Yun Jinxiu.

Yun Jinxiu threw the ointment to him and looked at the corpse mountain piled up by Warcraft in the distance, "can you control what you paint?"Bhikkhu said in a low voice, "all the animals I draw listen to me."

But those he painted could not be the opponents of these powerful Warcraft.

In his world, such as tigers, lions, here, not enough Warcraft teeth.

Cloud brocade light voice way: "draw head Warcraft to try."

Bhikkhu was stunned and immediately looked at the mountain of Warcraft. Then he took out his pen and quickly drew it on his painting book.

Soon, a huge mammoth was drawn, and then the mammoth gave a long cry and jumped to the ground.

Yun Jinxiu's mind swept in the mammoth's body, slightly curdling eyebrows.

It's true that these things painted by bhikkhu can survive, but these Warcraft seem to be domesticated and have no attack power at all.

Warcraft also absorbed the spirit of heaven and earth to cultivate and evolve more and more powerful. However, the Warcraft depicted by bhikkhu did not have any power in their body, let alone the magic core.

She slightly coagulates the eyebrow, is really like the cloud people said, the Chinese mainland people are unable to practice?

If bhikkhu has been unable to find a way to be effective, then the world is no longer suitable for him, and there is only one dead end to stay.

Yun Jinxiu's mind penetrated into bhikkhu's body and examined it carefully. She found nothing different in him. Immediately, she put the idea into his elixir field and led the force into it. However, as soon as she saw that the force appeared in his elixir field, she scattered.

Yunjinxiu handed a mild lotus seed to Bhikhu, "swallow it."

He did not dare to resist and swallowed the lotus seed.

The lotus seeds melted in the entrance, and the spirit of Yun Jinxiu once again penetrated into Bhikhu's elixir field, and said in a low voice, "feel the aura in the elixir field, and try to introduce them into the meridians."

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