Mu Nujiao turned her head with a rosy cheek, glared at Aitutu, who had a bad idea, and pretended to be angry: "Don't talk nonsense, who wants such a person who makes trouble all day long, it would be nice to not throw a sign on our Mu family."

When Aitutu heard Mu Nujiao's defense, he immediately came to Mo Fan and said to Mo Fan in a low voice with a smirk, "Big Devil, have you noticed it? After you come back this time, Sister Mu is cute and has poured cold water on you. I have never seen her use this attitude towards a boy. She doesn't hate you from the bottom of her heart, but she is like you. I just said that I asked you to be the son-in-law of the Mu family, but I didn't say that it was Mu Nujiao, the Mu family's daughters have too many families."

After Aitutu made such a move, Mo Fan nodded immediately.

Mu Nujiao's cheeks turned redder. She didn't expect that the two of them would actually make a trap for her. She turned around and didn't want to talk to these two people anymore, and also ran away. She was in a state of embarrassment now.

"It seems that you were very successful in sacrificing your life to save me," said Aitutu.

Mo Fan kept nodding and asked seriously: "If you are your son-in-law for her, if you don't give me magic tools, I will go too."

Aitutu rolled his eyes and cursed: "You think beautifully. If you really want to sell Sister Mu's value, the Mu family will tie back a high-level young mage, and it is still a talent who has a great hope of reaching the supreme super level. You are a small and middle-level mage, and you don't have a big background. At most, you will get married to a direct lady with a very ugly appearance and a few levels lower than a pearl in the palm of your hand like Sister Mu. If you want to marry Sister Mu's big family, you will have to fill the room with high-quality magic tools, so how can you say that you will pay the gifts!"

"What you mean is that even if I join this great clan, I will be just a retainer and be ordered by the eldest son and young lady. Alas, this evil class society cannot tolerate the true love of me and her? With such a strong feudal prejudice, Mo Fan raised his head and sighed.

After hearing this, Aitutu was already smiling and covering her stomach.

Mu Nujiao on the balcony could no longer listen. She thought that Mo Fan would reflect on it after hearing such a serious topic, and that he would also touch a little self-esteem. Who knew that this person was so shameless?

Who really loves him?

Mu Nujiao no longer wanted to stay here, so she quickly returned to her room so that she would not be swept by these two people again.

This girl Aitutu is really. When I agreed to share the lease, didn’t she agree to punish this arrogant and arrogant devil together? Why has this guy joined forces with him? And recently, once things happened to the big devil, Aitutu’s black eyes lit up.

If this continues, maybe their Ai family will take the initiative to summon him into a son-in-law.

...

It is getting closer to the week when I can challenge it. Mo Fan has been practicing for this period of time, and he has no time to be his own armored demon tool. Now when he goes out for dinner, someone will take his cell phone and take pictures at him, and then whisper there, "Catching Fire Alive Zhao Ritian!"

Mo Fan has now been named Zhao Ritian of the Fire Department, and his arrogance and arrogance are almost known to everyone in the school.

This is much faster than those who are determined to be on the campus list.

However, Mo Fan was the first to dissatisfied!

Which stupid X gives himself a nickname that is so imposing.

Let’s wait and see, this Mingzhu Academy will know that its big devil is back in less than a month!

...

That afternoon, Mo Fan came back from the training ground.

The training ground is very humane. It not only has the accuracy of moving targets for students to practice magic, but also has a small magic stone platform next to it, which allows students trained here to quickly recover magic energy.

The recovery of magic energy is slow and takes a lot of time. Practicing magic will quickly consume all the magic energy in the nebula. If there is such a stone platform for rapid recovery in the training ground, it can also improve efficiency for practitioners.

However, this kind of training ground is only open to the top 300 students, and others can only go to that kind of very ordinary training ground. If the ranking is lower, it probably won’t even have a mobile target.

All privileges here are often only open to those with higher rankings. Those with lower rankings need to challenge more hard and harder to get rid of this dilemma of having no resources.

Through the past few days of practice in school, Mo Fan also understood why those low-ranking people were challenging themselves crazily. Not to mention the direct distribution of rewards, it is that all the facilities related to cultivation in the school are good or bad.

After leaving the training ground, Mo Fan started to have a headache again. To be honest, the cultivation privileges obtained by the No. 100 are very helpful to him. He really doesn't want to give in. The problem is that he has so many challengers, and he can even consume himself. How can he keep the No. 100?

Walking on the road, just as I was about to turn the corner, a boy who looked very young and bumped into his chest with his head buried.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." said the weak-looking boy.

Mo Fan was a little puzzled. The problem of this collision was actually about him. He was still thinking when he was turning the corner. Instead, this person kept apologizing to him. Mo Fan couldn't help but feel that this kid was so cowardly.

"Aren't you that Zheng Jiahui?" Mo Fan recognized the last-ranked person.

Zheng Jiahui looked up and saw Mo Fan, who was despised by everyone. Her face changed, and her voice stuttered a little, "Why...why are you? I'm still...going away from you."

When Mo Fan saw Zheng Jiahui, his eyes lit up. He grabbed him and said with a smile: "What are you afraid of? You are already looked down upon by them. It is not much better than a public enemy like me."

"I know I'm the one you mentioned. I...I admit that I'm really bad, but I...I dare not contradict the teacher or provoke classmates." Zheng Jiahui said in a low voice.

Mo Fan slapped the timid boy with a big hand and said, "Do you want to get rid of this last place? I know that this kind of thing is quite a shame."

"Forget it. I've been the last place in the past six months. After studying this year, I'd better leave Mingzhu Academy." Zheng Jiahui said.

"Don't give up so much. As long as you help me do something, I can not only guarantee that you can get a considerable amount of cultivation resources, but also help you get rid of the dilemma of this last place. As a reward, I will lend you the Nebula Magic Artifact assigned to the 100th student in the school to practice. How about it?" Mo Fan said with his eyes flashing.

Seeing Zheng Jiahui, the last guy in the entire Fire Court, Mo Fan had his own idea.
Chapter completed!