Chapter 366: He Chen, what the hell is this school and major you chose?

"Where is she?"

He Chen heard the knock on the door, came to open it, and seeing Ruan Liuzheng come in with a cold face, asked with a smile, which made Ruan Liuzheng's face turn black.

"You can call and ask!"

"Okay!" He Chen really took out his mobile phone and dialed Ruolan's number. As soon as it connected, he heard Ruan Liuzheng speak: "Help me ask her if she has arrived at the airport!"

On the other end of the phone, Ruolan was furious when she heard this, knowing that Ruan Liuzheng was trying to compete with her.

Taishang Laojun also had a red face, pulling his beard. Under the influence of alcohol, he used too much force and pulled off a lot of his beard without feeling pain.

The food in the kitchen was ready-made, all frozen with magic, and could be eaten after heating.

And when the two arrived inside the academy, among the figures of many mentors, he saw Thor, the God of Thunder, rolling his eyes.

The River-Crossing Pawn in his hand drew a sword light. The people present were just the most ordinary disciples of the Divine Fire Sect, and they didn't even react. The sword intent instantly pierced through their chests, and blood dripped along the sword groove, forming blood earthworms on the city wall.

Chi Jiu, who curiously looked at the Xia Emperor and other invincible existences, glanced at Yingshan Xueying who was also looking at him curiously, then curled his lips and turned to look at the other two Venerable-level powerhouses, who were exactly the Great Venerable Fu Yi of the Xia Feng Ancient Kingdom and Galosha of the Yuehua Ancient Kingdom.

Could it be that after "Ye Tianshu" slept on the trap, he suddenly became a paper man made of paper? His weight suddenly became lighter?

Fang Zong's real strength could actually compete with ordinary Fourth-Stage Art-level, even according to the level, he was Second-Stage Art-level.

As a result, Mom still took a lot of things, couldn't bear to throw away many things, and Mom took a lot of things and gave them to the neighbors. The neighbors heard that the Qizhi family was moving away and asked one after another, where are you moving to?

"I'm just eating a bun!" Fatty said with a sad face. Being despised for eating a bun, this feeling was terrible.

"Reciprocity, since everyone is about to become friends, if I don't show some sincerity, it really won't be justified. Tell me, what do you want me to do?" After circling around, Xing Yue's words returned to the conversation just now.

The green wood power of the right hand also flowed into the dantian along the meridians, merging with the wood primordial power in the innate golden core. The originally light green began to deepen.

The energy of the dragon blood entered his body along the pores of Xing Chu. Scales faintly appeared on his body, as if he was about to be dragonized at any time.

"Tian Xiaoli said that what was carved doesn't count. He is not stupid enough to not distinguish whether it was carved or not." Shui Yuanquan walked out with a giggle, holding an ice pop in his hand.

The strong men guarding the sand and gravel and foundation saw their brothers being beaten and were furious. They bent down to grab the steel bars and bricks that could be used as weapons beside them, and rushed toward Chen Feng while cursing.

Although the comprehension of wind power was interrupted by others, the cultivation of Storm Slash had already been completed, enough to slash out blade light. And after completion, the consumption of physical strength for Storm Slash was reduced instead. He didn't need to use much strength at all, and most of the energy came from wind power.

"Humans are really fragile. So, what should we do next?" Zi Yue looked around. Unfortunately, the environment in the space crack was basically no different, so it was useless.

Luo Lingxuan and Luo Hong were also wide-eyed, indicating disbelief, especially Luo Lingxuan, who wiped her eyes.

"Uh..." Wang Dong considered it, looked at the classroom, and seeing no one noticed here, he nodded and beckoned gently.

Daoist Zhang sat on a chair by the ship's side, with sea breeze blowing his messy hair, plus his inappropriate Daoist robe and old black-rimmed glasses, he was as discordant with the scenery behind him as he could be. ===== CHAPTER 367 =====