Sign in to the Heavens from the Night

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Huo Qiu's way of practice is not like traveling thousands of miles like an ascetic monk, but to comprehend the simplest truth.

Often the most ordinary things contain the truth of the avenue, after all, the avenue is as simple as possible.

Huo Qiu is holding an umbrella, purely to experience the feeling of holding an umbrella in the rain.

The splashed rainwater was excluded by the body protection thought power, and he was helpless.

At the realm of knowing fate, the dust is no longer close to him, Yan Se's clothes are sloppy, but he himself is very clean.

"Stinky boy, what do you mean I show off my cultivation?"

"There is no need for the body shield, do I have to remove it from the rain?"

"I don't have the habit of carrying an umbrella, but a delicate oil-paper umbrella."

Yan Se doesn't give Huo Qiu any face at all, he is also a divine talisman master, and also in the realm of knowing fate, he is still an old senior!

This group of people is very bad, they just want to see him dripping wet, and they have been delusional in this life.

"Wang Jinglue, it's because your practice is not easy, and you are a genius of Taoism in Tang Dynasty."

"I will protect your life today, and you will follow General Xu Shi to forgive your sins for three years."

"Remember, you are a soldier of Datang, not someone's dog."

Yan Se despises Wang Jinglue, a great practitioner who listens to the words of a good-for-nothing prince.

Do you really think that by being named a virtuous king, he is a virtuous king?

"Master Yan Se, this is an order from the military department."

Wang Jinglue was very embarrassed. If he didn't go up, he would violate the order and he would be punished by the military.

Going up is courting death, and now that Master Yan Se is out, he still wants to fight for it and try not to get punished.

"Waste material, he asked Xiaoshu to really kill him, and he died more than ten years ago."

"Hurry up and get out, don't be so embarrassing."

Yan Se slapped her face, didn't it be His Majesty who said to keep Wang Jinglue, do you really think he can live?

How easy is Huo Qiu to talk?Walking around the world in the academy this term is far from being as simple as it seems.

Wang Jinglue left with Master Yan Se, while Huo Qiu and Chao Xiaoshu walked towards Lane 47.

At the south gate of Haotian Road, Yan Se was sitting at the main seat in the hall, and Wang Jinglue was standing below, his whole body was red.

"Master Yan Se, how does Chao Xiaoshu have anything to do with the academy?"

Wang Jinglue was injured by the fire character. Although most of it was offset by Yan Se, there were still some flames burning his internal organs.

This flushed appearance will probably last for a while, and it will definitely not disappear in one night.

"Do you know the status of Mr. Twelve in the academy?"

Yan Se had to give Wang Jinglue a good reason to let him know how awesome he was and what kind of person he had offended.

"Master's disciple?"

Wang Jinglue looked bewildered, he didn't even know Huo Qiu, so young Zhiming must have better talent than him.

It's just that I don't know who is more powerful than Mister Thirteen.

"idiot."

"Then who do you think is stronger between him and Mister Thirteen?"

Yan Se clutched her forehead, she really wanted to slap this good-for-nothing to death, her brain must have been kicked by Ke Haoran's donkey.

Yan Se even wondered if it was a wrong choice for His Majesty to save Wang Jinglue.

After all, Mister Twelve was offended to some extent, although Huo Qiu might not care.

"Mr. Thirteen?"

"I heard that Mr. Thirteen is the youngest Zhiming, so he should be better than Mr. Twelve."

Wang Jinglue also guessed based on rumors that everyone knew that a genius from Xiling came to the second floor of the academy.

At only 11 years old, he has become the realm of Zhiming, the youngest Zhiming in the world.

Compared with Wang Jinglue, who is invincible below his fate, he himself is extremely weak.

"No."

"Mr. Twelve and Mr. Thirteen entered the academy together. Do you know why he is Mr. Twelve?"

"The Chen Pipi you mentioned is behind him?"

Yan Se has a very high seniority in Xiling, even when facing the head teacher, she can point to the head teacher's nose and speak.

Chen Pippi is the son of the temple master, and his talent is astonishingly brilliant, that's for sure.

But Chen Pipi couldn't hurt Huo Qiu in the college entrance examination, and now he can't hurt even more.

"Is it because of strength?"

Wang Jinglue would not be stupid enough to ask, this was the arrangement of the master, since Yan Se mentioned it, he had to follow the words.