"Ha ha ha ha!" Xiulin was happy. She didn't feel that Mo yuan was ungrateful. On the contrary, she felt that this was the pride of a genius. "You're good. I like it."

She glanced at Luo Xiaoman and said interestingly, "if you say she is your master, then I will kill her and you can worship me as a teacher."

Mo yuan's look sank, his eyes were killing, a strong momentum, toward Xiulin rolled past.

He never allowed anyone to hurt his master.

"Beyond our means." Xiulin skimmed her mouth, and her momentum was also released. Compared with Mo yuan's, she ran over like a raging beast.

Mo yuan's mind trembles, the strength of this woman, should be so much stronger than herself?

She's a strong baby!

Mo yuan's eyebrows are dignified. He is only the ninth floor of jiedan period, and there is still a distance from Yuanying period. He can't hold the other party by his momentum alone.

"Yuan, come back."

Mo yuan was slightly stunned and looked at Luo Xiaoman with doubts. In terms of the current situation, they have no room for negotiation at all. They have to be firm with each other.

"I have my own discretion." Luo Xiaoman shook his head and flashed a cold light in his eyes.

See this a touch of cold, Mo yuan also do not bear, put up momentum, stand back to her side.

"It's kind of interesting." Xiulin stares at Luo Xiaoman, but she is surprised that the little cute baby has such an unshakable position in the young man's heart.

"Two deacons." Luo Xiaoman stood up and looked at Xiulin and Beiming with a smile, "dare you ask if there is anyone else in your holy college to attend the admission ceremony?"

"No!" Beiming said without hesitation: "a small white city, we are enough."

Luo Xiaoman frowned, pondered for a while, and then asked, "did you lose your clothes?"

"What do you want to say, baby?" Beiming squinted his eyes and said coldly, "the clothes of our holy academy symbolize the honor that can't be profane, and it can't be lost."

"By the way, you want to delay..."

"Little man!"

At this time, a figure rushed over.

"Two deacons, I'm sorry." Lomushan hugged the two deacons with an apologetic look on his face.

After he received the news from Leili, he immediately came over.

Along the way, I was too flustered!

Who didn't provoke this little ancestor? Why did he provoke the people of the holy college?

If this is not handled well, the Luo family will be wiped out by the holy college without the help of ten thousand families.

"I'm so unruly and willful that I've offended so much. I hope you'll forgive me." Luo Mu Shan apologizes in a hurry, and then stares back at Luo Xiaoman.

Little ancestor, you can really make trouble. If I don't pay attention, you will add such a big trouble to me.

But now, he can only carry it.

Who let Luo Xiaoman be his favorite little ancestor?

"Oh, mount lomus, you have a good daughter." "No matter how young and ignorant she is, she will have to pay the price if she dares to make fun of the holy college."

"What?" Luomu mountain a Zheng, then looked back at Luo Xiaoman, "little ancestor, how can you make fun of the holy college?"

Luo Xiaoman pursed her lips and said helplessly, "what can I say? I'm helpless too!"

If Ji Wuyuan was a member of the holy college, there would be so many broken things.

"I can let go of Luo family, but Luo Xiaoman must be punished." With that, Beiming gave Wan Zitong a look.

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