Qin Mo finally arranged Feng Xingying in the back row, sharing a table with a fat girl.

Because of the girl's physique, she occupied the position of one and a half people, and thanks to Feng Xingying's slim figure, she was able to share the table with her.

"Hello, my name is ye Yaotiao." Fat girl is very kind to communicate with Feng Xingying.

Feng Xingying showed his sunshine smile: "Qin Ying, nice to meet you."

"Me too. I haven't been at the same table for thousands of years." Ye Yaotiao is obviously very fond of Feng Xingying, not to mention that they happen to be fond of the beautiful opposite sex at their age. Feng Xingying doesn't dislike ye Yaotiao's figure, which makes her very happy.

Deskmate means that she has a default partner, because a lot of schoolwork needs the cooperation between deskmates. This makes the lonely ye Yaotiao in a good mood.

A thousand years? What the hell? Ye Yaotiao is only a teenager, maybe smaller than Feng Xingying.

But Feng Xingying doesn't talk about ignorance, just gives ye Yaotiao a look of inquiry and encouragement, encouraging her to continue.

Ye Yaotiao was encouraged. She was in a good mood. Even Mr. Qin's class was not good enough. She started the chatting mode:

"1300 years ago, my teacher arranged a table for me. She said that it was difficult to breathe when she sat with me, and then she was transferred away by the teacher.

In fact, he is the emperor of spirit. How can he have difficulty breathing? I know she dislikes me for being too fat and thinks I've eaten tofu. Qin Ying, don't worry. I won't squeeze you to eat tofu on purpose. "

Ye Yaotiao's voice is heard directly in Feng Xingying's ear, which will not disturb the classroom discipline.

Feng Xingying nodded. Her voice was not as good as ye Yaotiao's, so she wrote three words on the paper: "I believe you."

With these three words, ye Yaotiao could hardly help crying.

Excited for a long time, ye Yaotiao lost a bunch of gifts to Feng Xingying - three bottles of pills, two bottles of imperial grade, and one bottle of holy grade!

Feng Xingying used to take pills to hit people, but now he is hit by pills. It's a real feeling.

They just got to know each other, and then reported their age. Ye Yaotiao was 17 years old and Feng Xingying was 16 years old.

Knowing that Feng Xingying is younger than her, ye Yaotiao is more happy. Although Feng Xingying doesn't call her sister, she can call Feng Xingying Xiaoying.

"Xiaoying, I have a low literary grade. I may not be able to help you with my schoolwork. These pills are not very valuable, but they should be useful to you.

Although I have advanced to Zun level, alchemy has only Saint level. When my alchemy is improved, I will help you refine the Tongqiao pill of Zun level and improve your thinking. "

Are you sure you're not here to show off?!

Feng Xingying's heart was shocked again.

If it wasn't for watching people in detail and knowing that the girl was inexplicably excited and wanted to offer treasure after having a little friend, her poor literary grade was only grade three, so she could only talk about pills.

But why does Mao meet anyone who is a saint level alchemist? Moreover, this respectable girl also felt that she was useless and self abased.

Feng Xingying feels that the whole person is not good. She is a bit powerful at the bottom of the spiritual power level!

But what about the thousands of years that ye Yaotiao said? Feng Xingying doesn't think ye Yaotiao will lie on this issue.

Anyway, Feng Xingying has been greatly stimulated, and her heart is also big. With ye Yaotiao's words, she is not surprised. She just comes to make soy sauce.

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