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Chapter 893 Rolling the second style to fight the qualifications 3

Tao Xingzhou is really a top student. His mouth is so 6-year-old that he wants to cover his ears when he hears it.

Feng Xingying and Tao Xingzhou are the barriers of the times, so they are so impatient to hear, but others are not.

After all, Yun Xi is a big six-year-old martial arts and slim down on literature. It is rare to meet such a liberal arts lecturer. Everyone is surprised. He listens seriously and really empathizes with him. There is also a big man with two heads taller than Feng Xingying crying, which makes Feng Xingying feel that he is seriously guilty.

After explaining a lot of sour and rotten truths in Taoxingzhou, he immediately attracted countless fans for Fengxing Movie.

Thanks to Tao Xingzhou's idea, he actually raised the value of Fengxingying to the position of the ancient gods.

Is this a coincidence?

In short, Su Yuheng is almost crazy. Her opponent is so strong that she hates, jealous and scares her.

Feng Xingying has become so evil after only less than a year of cultivation. Now that the master has become enemies with her, will she be able to bully her master after another year?

Su Yuheng thought to himself, and immediately had an idea again. He even didn't want the face he had worked hard to create, and asked Feng Xingying in a slight sense:

"Even if you have good qualifications, you can't break the rules of our Spiritual Cultivation Academy and force yourself to take a bunch of ants as a burden."

Feng Xingying's eyes became colder.

As soon as she met Feng Xingying, she knew that Su Yuheng was hostile to her, and she did not intend to respond. But Su Yuheng repeatedly attacked her people. She used to cheat people with elixirs, but now she insulted her with words. Feng Xingying is really not a good-tempered person!

"So, you ant, have a self-knowledge and don't want to be my burden? Then don't you get out?" Feng Xingying was so imposing, with the attitude of a superior talking to his slaves.

Su Yuheng was trembling all over, pointing at Feng Xingying, but couldn't find the word to deal with it for a moment. Her finger had been injured by Feng Xingying's Demon Spirit Pill before. At this time, she pointed at Feng Xingying bloodily, not to mention that she was really a bit cunning.

Feng Xingying gave her a contemptuous look: "Tao Xingzhou, I ask you, is she the dean of your Spiritual Cultivation Academy?"

"Ah?" Tao Xingzhou could not keep up with Feng Xingying's speech at all, but he still shook his head truthfully: "No."

But you obviously know that it is not, why do you ask such a weird question?

In Tao Xingzhou's puzzled eyes, Feng Xingying asked the second question: "Is she your vice president or someone else? Can she make a decision on behalf of the college?"

"Of course not!" I dare not say this nonsense!

"So she has no right to scream here?" Feng Xingying shrugged helplessly:

"Auntie, if you don't like me, it's okay to get rid of us when you become the dean. But now, you'd better shut up, otherwise I'm afraid I can't control myself."

"Who are you calling me?!" Su Yuheng was so angry that he could tolerate anything else. The title of aunt is simply deadly.

"My aunt seems to be a few years younger than you." Feng Xingying responded seriously.

"You, you, you!" Su Yuheng also took several deep breaths, forced himself to sit aside and adjust his breath for a while before he returned to normal.

Wow, even using energy can make people so popular. This new little monster is amazing.
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