Chapter 143: Counselor and Class Monitor

Actually, to talk about the inside of the Sichuan University campus, which college has the most beauties.

This question actually already had a post analyzing it on the campus bulletin board.

It was about the same as Li Yan had expected before.

The advertising department in the School of Journalism and Literature is one of them, and then there is the School of Art.

Other colleges and departments naturally have them too, but they can't compare to the concentration of these two colleges.

It's easy to understand; Sichuan beauties are already very famous, plus advertising...

"Okay, just do as the second one says. Establish a company in the shortest possible time. I want to see if Yang Xudong is powerful, or if our Era Four Heroes are more ruthless." Chen Jie's face was ferocious. Just looking at his tone, one could tell he wasn't a good person.

"But, but even the Demon Locking Tower..." Another Shushan disciple was trembling, looking at the place where the Demon Locking Tower, the forbidden area of Shushan, used to be. Now there was only a giant pit dozens of feet deep left, and he couldn't muster any confidence, his voice filled with fear.

And when the gift-giving ceremony was nearing its end, when Zhou Ming had become extremely impatient, the etiquette officer who had been singing loudly suddenly stuttered and stopped reading the gift list in his hand.

"Little brother, how do you plan to solve this matter? Just say the word, and big brother will handle it for you." After handing a cigarette to Gan Liang, Deng Guang patted his chest heroically and said.

However, this giant dragon attracted the attention of the government, which issued a sky-high bounty for this kind of dragon.

Ye Gucheng's face was slightly angry. After carrying Han Ming to the bed in one of the rooms and taking out a Nine-Turn Pill for Han Ming to take, he opened Han Ming's robe and looked at the palm print on Han Ming's chest and his complexion, thinking suspiciously for a long time.

Han Ming roared, his figure only swayed slightly, and the Corpse King actually felt a chilly coldness coming from his back.

Su Rou and her sister in the Zixu Palace were terrified, their faces filled with incomparable worry. Even several times when they saw Ye Tian was about to be beheaded, they screamed in fright, almost not daring to open their eyes.

Just when Huai Ren was struggling with his increasingly poor memory, Ling Meng told the truth.

"A person who doesn't admit their origin doesn't have noble character, and their personality is also problematic." Shui Qing concluded.

This middle-aged burly man had just been bumped away by Elder Yang when he heard a sharp sound rushing toward him.

"Looking for my sister!" Qin Yang looked at this familiar university campus, and his thoughts couldn't help but return to that place he dreamed of, that golden age, that memory that would forever be kept in the deepest part of his heart.

However, now, the Great Battle of Mihun Mountain was presented to the entire Demon Realm, being watched by millions of demon clans. It concerned whether the Weiyang Palace could establish its status as the hegemon of the Demon Realm, and it concerned the ten thousand years of bitter persistence of Mihun Mountain. They knew deeply that this battle could not be avoided.

Hearing Zhou Dao say this, everyone laughed. It was true; these were all disciples of the Post-Heaven Late Stage realm, so how could they take these ordinary soldiers seriously? It was just that they weren't used to this kind of scene at first.

"Investigate to the end? It's easy to say, but I'm afraid it will be different for different people." Chen Yu drove the car, thinking of what Meng Weixing said, and shook his head with a cold laugh.

Waking up in the morning, the sun was bright. Looking out the window, a thick layer of ice flowers had already formed and was slowly melting. Pedestrians on their way to work were crowded into this modernized city.

"Swoosh swoosh~~" The slender and extremely hot tongue of fire shook, slightly changing direction.

If Stalin escaped, he would inevitably become an obstacle to Xiao Yu in the future, because he knew Xiao Yu's shocking strength. After Stalin escaped, he would inevitably spread Xiao Yu's whereabouts or secrets on a large scale. How could Xiao Yu, who advocated low-key, let Stalin do such a thing?

Ling Xiao only felt his eyes blur, and several Needles of Identifying Medicine had already appeared in Wang Mo's hand. Only 10 breaths had passed, and the Needles of Identifying Medicine in his hand emitted different red lights. ===== CHAPTER 144 =====