[MTL] My Father Is The Villain Who Destroys The World

023

There were still three quarters before noon, and there was a wave of restlessness in the writing class. Even if the spring outside the house was mellow, it couldn't blow away the restlessness in everyone's hearts.

     For no other reason than a human cub.

     This day Zheng Yunxiao was still asking questions. After a while, he took a sip of hot tea and said calmly, "The answer is correct. Sit down." The human cub sat down proudly with his small chest held high.

     The corner of Zheng Yunxiao's mouth twitched slightly, but he didn't say much.

     One of the disciples who was sitting at the table drawing talismans stared at the cub in front of him who was eloquent in answering questions, took a sneaky look, then reached out and poked Xia Huan, and said in a low voice, "Mr.

     For the students who study talismans in the dry writing class, who doesn't want the teacher's eyes to stay on him more, even if he rolls his name every day and asks questions, his willingness to stare at you also shows that he values ​​to a certain extent.

     "Junior brother answers fluently and is also very powerful, but he stole the limelight at such a young age." An old student said with a sour tone.

     It's fine if Ye Qing can't answer, because he is young and has five spiritual roots, everyone will feel pity, but he can answer, and now they will be the ones who are ashamed.

     "Junior brother seems to be very popular. The day before yesterday I saw senior brother Jing Qian coming to him. I politely asked him how his studies are going. I even gave him a bunch of spiritual fruits and touched his head."

     The senior brother who said this didn't reflect on himself at all, why he stared at a three-year-old child all day long, and he was clear about such trivial things as being stuffed with a handful of spiritual fruits and having his hair pulled out.

     "Hiss, there is such a thing!" A young boy who has just entered the immortal sect actually knows the influential figure of Gui Yuanzong! A senior gasped, "I have known Senior Brother Jinggan from Fulu Peak since I just entered school. This network should not be underestimated. I will definitely enter Fulu Peak in the future!"

     Everyone talked to each other, and the topic of the topic was either the junior, or someone the junior knew, which made Xia Huan feel annoyed and irritable.

     The reason for his irritability is simple.

     First of all, he is the head of the dry word class, a leader among the outer disciples, he was originally highly regarded by Zheng Yunxiao, and he was the envy and admiration of everyone. Not surprisingly, after ten years of schoolwork, he will become a disciple of Fulu Peak and work for Fulu Peak. But he didn't expect that Feng Shui took turns, and with the arrival of new disciples, Mr. Zheng's eyes were all taken away.

     He, the chief, felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.

     Otherwise, how would he pay attention to a three-year-old child?

     Second, recently Mr. Zheng's talisman class has become more and more obscure and esoteric. It seems that Mr. Zheng deliberately made things difficult. After more than half an hour in a class, those who understand are understood. Brain can't understand either.

     Xia Huan himself felt that the schoolwork was getting more and more difficult, let alone other juniors.

     Xia Huan is not a proud son of heaven. He may not be able to keep up with his master's train of thought after studying late at night, but Ye Qing can. good.