"By the way, can you control Jun Yan now?"

Ying Chen became interested. This was the first time he was about "teaching and educating people". This feeling seemed good, but it was right to divide people.

Genius and mediocre, he tends to be genius, but he doesn't have that much patience.

“It can be released, but it cannot be controlled.”

Ying Chen nodded, and his words contained confidence in his own strength.

"It's okay, just release it, leave the rest to me."

Chu Zihang hesitated for a while, but when he saw Ying Chen's confident look, he was a little confused and finally seemed to make up his mind.

The ancient dragon voice sounded, the fire element began to gather, and the hot pillar of fire rose from the void and rushed straight towards the bed beside him.

The direction of the flame is facing the bed of the third person next to it. There is no one here, even if it explodes, it must be a problem?

"It's OK"

As soon as Ying Chen finished speaking, Chu Zihang, who was already ready, immediately stopped the release of the spirit.

But he saw an extremely shocking scene. The hot pillar of fire seemed to be decomposed by the dead laser, and it seemed to hit a filter.

As the filter was filtered, the flame was decomposed, and a wisp of Mars struggled in the air for two times and then dissipated independently.

"I turned them back into the fire element."

He noticed Chu Zihang's shock, and explained:

"If you practice the Soul Refining Technique to the Great Enhancement, you can do these things, so come on."

Ying Chen patted Chu Zihang on the shoulder and woke up the stunned Chu Zihang.

Chu Zihang suddenly turned around, but there was no one behind him, only the door of the dormitory was open, as if someone had just walked out.

"It's really mysterious"

Chu Zihang shook his head, said nothing more, and continued to meditate.

"It's so interesting to run away after pretending to be a pussy!"

Ying Chen hid behind the dormitory door and felt that he had found his former feelings again.

A "rustling" sounded.

The towering trees were hung with dense leaves, and the sun shone through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows at the end of the corridor, and the mottled light and shadows were scattered.

Ying Chen raised his hand and grabbed the light and shadow in his hand.

"The Light of Hope"

Then he resolutely entered the 306 girls dormitory.

.........

"Hahaha, I'm so laughing."

Xia Mi and Su Mei rolled in the dormitory with laughter. They rolled into a ball, covered their stomachs, shrank for a while under Ying Chen's gaze, but after a while, they began to make goose cries again, as if they had overcome their fear.

Hearing this unscrupulous smile, Ying Chen's face was almost dark, so he was about to clench his fists and start to use violence.

But as soon as he raised his fist, he was held by another slender hand as thin as glass. He turned his head and looked at Bai Ling. His light golden eyes were filled with gentle light, which made people subconsciously relax their whole body and soothe their tense body.

"Okay brother, we don't need to care about their opinions."

Bai Ling smiled gently and said slowly.

"But, these paparazzi are too..."

Ying Chen subconsciously relaxed his fists and lowered his head, as if he was thinking about how to deal with it.

"puff"

Xia Mi suppressed her inner laughter and looked at the laptop on the desk. The picture read "S-level Romantic Past"

The plot is well-proportioned and he is definitely a veteran. Can't I write a novel with this serious skill?

It’s not Natsumi-buki, this imagination and the imaginative writing style, as long as you write novels, you will definitely make a lot of money!

Xia Mi took a secret look with her light and sighed secretly.

Unfortunately, it’s a short story, not enough!

"Xia Mi Got to go to the skillful authority, and Su Mei, have you refined your bloodline today? Is it just because I have a comfortable environment?"

Ying Chen's eyes turned, his face suddenly became serious, and he shouted.

As soon as the words were finished, the few people calmed down, which made Bai Ling on the side hold his bare hands and cover his cherry lips.

Not only were they surprised by their immediate quiet action, but they were also their serious attitude.

The most lively Su Mei in the past suddenly became quiet and rose up every day, which really made people a little amazed.

But then again.

"Brother, when will we go to find the Seven Deadly Sins?"

Bai Ling had a hint of resentment in her eyes. Her weapon was broken. After a series of battles, even the top-level alchemy weapons should have been scrapped long ago, let alone the average sword.

It was just that Bai Ling forced himself to fix it with the power of the element, so that the living spirits in the sword finally "dead".

Bai Ling, who had no choice but to refine his words in the great sword and treat it as a temporary living spirit.

However, it is precisely because of this that the sword was completely scrapped after leaving the battle and turned into ashes, saving even the cremation effort.

For Bai Ling, who has always liked to fight, he is not at ease without a powerful weapon in his hand.

Originally, they were going to go to the Yangtze River to get the seven deadly sins, and then my brother would fight and retrain them, but now they have been delayed by joining Kassel Academy.

It made her sad for several days.

"Wait a little longer, and after a few days, we really can't apply for a holiday."

"Well, this is what my brother said~"

"Yeah, I said."

Ying Chen said firmly.

He knew his sister's personality and liked to play with swords and guns. A handy weapon was particularly important to her.

Even if the strength of the steel is not up to standard after reconstruction, it is not enough to find so many good materials for them to find.

So we can only search for the seven sects, refine them, and use the materials we cherish to create the strongest sword to judge the Black King.

.........

USA

A rental house in Brooklyn's Poor District

The morning sun shines through his tender leaves after heavy rain, leaving a passage of light in the wet air.

The tiny sunlight shone on the people in the house, but the figures were unaware of anything.

Ronald Tang looked at the information on the computer in front of him with fiery eyes. It was a task information.

[Enter the bottom of the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River and head to the Bronze City (just see it)]

【Mission Bounty: Five Million USD】

The task is extremely simple, and the employer not only provides the most advanced diving equipment, but also even covers his round-trip air tickets.

Ronald Tang felt that his blood was about to boil. This was an opportunity to get rid of the gap between the rich and the poor!

As long as you go to the lower reaches of the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River and see the bronze city that you don’t know whether it is true or not, you will get a bounty of five million US dollars.

At that time, you can have your own house, and even enjoy the beauty of life in the future.

Although he knew there was something wrong, Ronald Don couldn't help it.

The other party asked him to perform this task by name, and he was not surprised. He usually made a living by hunters, and he was famous for years.

"Lucky"

Although it's nonsense, lucky is his nickname.

When he was taking on the mission, he was always lucky to avoid all supernatural events, and other times he was smooth sailing.

It seemed as if there was an invisible force pushing him, and he could always successfully bypass all the anomalies, and those weird things seemed to have deliberately avoided him.

So he has never seen some monsters online, such as Deadpool.

This has always been the case since childhood, so he has a lucky mentality about today's task.

Just this time, just this time, there is no need for your good luck to disappear at this time.

As long as you complete this task, it doesn’t matter even if you overdraw your luck. At worst, you can withdraw from Hunter.com, buy a house, manage your finances, and have a safe life.

There will be no accidents.

Ronald Tang Yang was on the bed, looking at the light gray ceiling, his eyes were dull, and he was entangled with this decision.

He felt uncomfortable and always felt that this task might change his life.
To be continued...