The stick in that man's hand was strange.

It’s not that the stick is strange, but that the way he takes it is strange.

It is not attached to your lips horizontally or to your lips vertically, but it is facing your mouth like a bottle of drinking, with a short distance.

"Smoke rising up in cooking, thousands of miles across the river!"

Singings popped out of his mouth, and a look of intoxication appeared on his face.

Jia Xuwen blinked in a daze. Listening to this voice and looking at this look, it was Yan Zheng!

But is such a person really Yan Zheng?

He paused and hesitated.

Could it be that this West Lake Academy deliberately made a case?

It's impossible!

They didn't know they were here!

Jia Xuwen struggled for a while and decided to show up because he felt that Yan Zheng opposite should be the Yan Zheng he knew.

However, there are skills to show up.

For example, show up like this!

A green grass suddenly flew towards Yan Zheng like an arrow.

Yan Zhengzheng sang vigorously. This song is his favorite song and was also reported by the dean.

It is said that in order to avoid the boring practice, the dean also built a singing room in the college. Oh, no, it is a karaoke room.

I also taught many songs for everyone.

Yan Zheng has a special liking for this song.

Moreover, the human class and the demon class will jointly hold a singing competition. Those who win can receive a elixir reward. Many people and demons are actively preparing, and Yan Zheng is no exception. He also wants to receive the elixir reward!

But just as he was practicing, a green grass flew over his head, passed through his hair bun, replaced his jade hairpin, and inserted it on it without moving.

Yan Zheng looked at the jade hairpin that was knocked to the ground and broke into two pieces. He subconsciously reached out and touched his head, touching a piece of grass that had become soft again and the collapsed bun.

"My hair!" Yan Zheng took off the grass on his head in a bitter way, took out the comb and new hairpin from his storage bag, and began to comb his hair.

While combing, he said, "Come out, what's the matter with me? But it's quite amazing to be able to enter here. Did you come in with Xiaoqing?"

Yan Zheng said slowly, he had guessed it, and 80% of the person who came to him was probably from the Wenchang Sect, and it was probably at the level of an elder.

Seeing Yan Zheng doing this, Jia Xuwen naturally understood something and walked out of the hiding place with his foot. "Looking at how you look, you don't seem to be imprisoned!"

Jia Xuwen said a positive sentence. He had a new definition of Yan Zheng. He had already held the hilt of the sword in his hand. Maybe Yan Zheng had surrendered to the enemy?

The moment Yan Zheng saw Jia Xuwen, he widened his eyes instantly. He did not expect that the Wenchang Sect would send all this person out.

He made his hair bun in a few seconds, then stood up, walked quickly to Jia Xuwen, and bowed, "Yan Zheng has met the Great Elder!"

This is the great elder of the Wenchang Sect, not an elder of a certain sect, but it is completely of two levels of strength.

Seeing Yan Zheng's attitude, Jia Xuwen loosened his hand holding the hilt of the sword. Could it be that his guess was wrong?

"Yan Zheng, the sect leader asked me to ask you, what's going on with this 9-star rating? Are you being held hostage?"

Jia Xuwen asked very seriously. His words were so serious that Yan Zheng was shocked and quickly waved his hand, "No, I have been considering this subjective assessment for a long time. I think no college in this world can compare with this college, so naturally I have to give the highest level assessment!"

Jia Xuwen looked at Yan Zheng lightly, "Do you know there are still immortal worlds, Buddhist worlds, and many academies! The levels of these academies are not low!"

Yan Zheng's expression also became serious, "I know! But I think no matter how powerful those academies in the Immortal World and Buddhist World are, they may not be as good as West Lake Academy!"

Jia Xuwen looked at Yan Zheng, who had been "brainwashed", and an ominous premonition arose in his heart.

"You should go back to explain this matter to the sect leader and the parent-child!"

When Yan Zheng heard this, a hint of reluctance appeared on his face, "Can you wait for a while?"

"Huh?" Jia Xuwen had already had a lot of speculation in his heart when he saw the expression on Yan Zheng's face, "Why?"

This West Lake Academy is definitely not a good college. The dean may also be a traitor. Not only did he "brainwash" the people and monsters in the entire Hangzhou city, but even the most outstanding genius in the Wenchang Sect was "brainwashed"!

When this thought just arose in Jia Xuwen's mind, Yan Zheng's next sentence directly shattered his three views.

"Can we wait until our class's singing competition is over before going back? I still want to win a prize!"

Jia Xuwen's heart was like a hundred thousand grass mud horses galloping past.

What did he hear?

Singing competition?

The reason why I don’t want to go back early is that I want to participate in a singing competition?

He knew that Yan Zheng must have been occupied by some evil demon and heretic, and he might have been taken over!

Yan Zheng saw Jia Xuwen's distorted expression and his hand holding the hilt of the sword tightly, and immediately guessed what he was thinking, and smiled and said, "Great Elder, don't worry, are you rewards for this competition? The reward is a elixir!"

The word "spiritual pill" instantly ignited Jia Xuwen.

He roared, "Bad!"

"Bad!"

"Do you don't want to go back because of a singing competition?"

"Because of this singing competition, rewarding the elixir?"

"You think this spiritual pill is a cabbage!"

"Will a singing competition also reward the elixir?"

"If you don't want to go back, don't use such a clumsy excuse to make me excuse!"

"You either have a broken head or are controlled! Or you will be taken over and become a lunatic! First, you will be judged by the star who is even better than the Immortal World and Buddha World, and then you will be rewarded with the elixir of the sing competition! I think you are taken over and enjoy me? After that! Who are you!"

Jia Xuwen shook his hand, and the long sword was immediately unsheathed. The sword tip pointed at Yan Zheng, and his body was full of murderous aura, looking like he was about to kill the traitor under the sword.

But then the sword in Jia Xuwen's hand shook and almost fell to the ground. His fingers moved slightly, and he couldn't hold his sword.

Because he saw Yan Zheng holding a small bottle in his hand, and was constantly pouring elixirs into his other hand.

When Yan Zheng saw Jia Xuwen's appearance, he immediately knew that he had violated the same perception as before, and immediately learned Xiaoqing to make the move to overturn the pill.

If someone questions you, the best way is to leave them speechless!
Chapter completed!