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Chapter 1,372 Wang Lings Composition

This is a perfect combination overall.

However, because it was the first time to merge, Bai Hai was formed for a limited time. After Qingcheng slashed his sword, his body couldn't help but dissipate.

The white sheath was re-differentiated, and her forehead was covered with sweat beads, gasping.

It's too tiring to get together with Ohai.

Because she almost served as the main part of her combat power, Ao Hai's combat power was greatly improved on the original basis.

In comparison, Baishao found that it was easier to merge with Jingke.

At least Jingke's combat power is also online.

After inserting the sword body into one, it is inserted into two.

The white sheath basically doesn't need to be moved by itself.

This is the difference.

"Senior White Sheath is okay?" Sun Rong hurriedly stepped forward and held the White Sheath. She felt that the White Sheath's body was shaking and was almost about to fall down.

"Don't worry about me." Baishang's voice was subtle. As a senior homegirl who focused on games, she did not like her body being touched by others in her human form.

"Ah! Sorry!" Sun Rong quickly let go of her hand.

"Don't think that if my order master helps you, you can do whatever you want."

Baishao's face turned red. For some reason, Sun Rong's greeting just now made her face feel a little hot: "I'm going back to play games!"

Her voice seemed a little quick, and she almost turned into a brown light and left the place as if she was escaping.

"Senior Baishao hates me?" Sun Rong's expression on her face was a little confused.

"I don't think so! It's all because Rongrong is so charming!" Sun Ying'er giggled.

A sudden change ended, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

It's only a little bit longer, the earth is about to be destroyed again

Fortunately, this crisis did not happen in the end with everyone's cooperation.

Erxia shook the dog's hair on her body and jumped out of the pit.

It almost thought it was going to die just now!

Unexpectedly, it survived successfully again.

"Dogs live secretly!" Erha climbed out of the pit and looked at the blue sky in the secret realm, unable to help but sigh.

Yes, you can live a secret life, it seems that there is something wrong with this idiom.

However, it doesn't matter.

Erxia feels that it is tailor-made for itself!

"Erha! The dog hair on your body seems to be greener!" Sun Rong ran over and pinched Erha's face, and found that Erha's dog head was still as soft and elastic as usual.

"Rongrong, you are so gentle!"

Sun Ying'er smiled and started: "Look at me rubbing the dog's head angrily!"

This touch made people feel heart-warming, and even the monk Jindeng couldn't help but reach out and rub it together: "I am here too! Rub the dog's head angrily!"

Erxia let everyone ravage, without any resistance.

This time it can survive.

I do owe everyone here a favor except Shen Wuyue, the second-generation demon saint.

"Thank you, Sun Rong, and for your help." Erha shook her tail and sincerely expressed her gratitude to everyone here.

"You should thank classmate Wang Ling." Sun Rong smiled.

"I have decided to follow the little master Ling for the rest of his life, and I will only be his dog in this life." Erha said firmly.

Sun Rong smiled and asked while rubbing her face, "However, why does it seem like there is no difference when you become a divine beast? It's just that the dog's hair is greener than before."

"This is just an appearance. The combat power of the clam donor has indeed achieved a qualitative leap. It is no longer the same as before, and it is no longer the same."

The monk said, then turned his gaze to the second generation of demon saints and Chen Wuyue who were on the side: "Now, the clam donor can hang them up and beat them."

"The second frog is so strong!" Sun Rong exclaimed.

Chen Wuyue: ""

Second generation of demon saint: ""

Monk Jindeng: "After that being said, why are you two still kneeling?"

Chen Wuyue and the second-generation demon saint were in tears.

They knelt for too long.

Legs are numb!

The matter of looking at the screen and going back to the mountain was resolved. In front of the desk in the bedroom, Wang Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

The chaos vision disappeared, and Erxia successfully passed the tribulation and entered the sequence of divine beasts. This was a good thing, but Wang Ling knew that the matter was far from over.

He had a premonition that the remaining eight Rubik's Cubes would definitely find a way to find the one fused in Aohai's body to get back.

Therefore, this matter needs to be discussed in the long run.

Wang Ling originally wanted to call Zhenjun Diolei to communicate about this matter.

However, the trouble he faces is more than that.

Teacher Yu Guan Ziqian called.

Through the phone, Wang Ling knew that this must not be a good thing.

It's probably for the purpose of playing competition.

He finished writing the submission yesterday and handed over it.

But he didn't expect that before the submission was published, all the works will be reviewed by language teachers from each school to ensure that there is no sensitive content in the works.

Then, his single dog was targeted by Teacher Guan.

Wang Ling's idea of ​​this work is very simple.

But he felt that this was completely in line with the standards and the intention of the question.

Looking at Teacher Guan’s flashing mobile phone number, Wang Ling thought carefully and felt that there was nothing wrong with his writing.

After a few seconds of stunned , Wang Ling answered the phone.

Guan Ziqian on the other side of the phone seemed a little angry: "Wang Ling, you are really perfunctory again! What's going on with your writing? My teacher and the office speech team were all shocked!"

Wang Ling was silent and said nothing.

"Youth feelings are always such a good topic to choose poems. Haven't you ever thought about writing about the matter between you and Sun Rong? Think about your experience at the Fireworks Conference in the Xiao Family Courtyard before, I think you can write about flowers!"

Teacher Guan tried hard to provide Wang Ling with ideas: "Okay, even if you don't write about what happened with Sun Rong, you decided to focus on single dogs as the theme. Then you should start from the loneliness of a young man!"

Hearing this, Wang Ling sighed in his heart.

Is the teenager lonely

There seems to be no one in this world who is more lonely than him.

Perhaps because he realized that his tone was quite intense, Teacher Guan on the other side of the phone sighed with a grudge: "Wang Ling, the teacher's tone may be a bit irritating. The teacher apologized to you. But I also hope that you can understand the teacher's good intentions. A person who can write about the work of a grain of gray in the times will not be able to come up with such a manuscript."

""

Wang Ling wanted to cry without tears.

The main reason is that he really didn't write that thing!

"I know, Wang Ling has always been a low-key person. Maybe you don't want to get a ranking at all. However, you are the seed player recommended by the teacher in our school's speech group. Even if Wang Ling doesn't want to write well, you have to fill in the paper, right?"

Teacher Guan said bitterly: Teacher Guan: "The rules for making are indeed within 800 words. Your work is actually not too biased. In fact, there are many things to write about the theme of a single dog."

"Um"

Teacher Guan: "Then you wrote the word Wang in the whole work, adding up the title, and there are four words in total!"

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"Student Wang Ling! Are you too perfunctory?"

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Chapter completed!
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