Four hundred and seven chapters sacrifice burnt art lessons
Long Tianao rolled a white eye, "Please, brother," he yawned: "The students of our" Xiaoshi Lake Branch "are all from the famous family. Which one has no habit of sleeping?
I hate someone to disturb the clear dreams of his elderly people in the morning, so the morning of our branch is required to be absolutely quiet, and no one must make a loud noise. "
He stretched his waist and said: "Well, it seems that I can't sleep anymore. Forget it, get up, I have to go to the classroom earlier today.
The mentor of our lesson is a very powerful role. I don't want to take his class for the first time as a typical training. "It seems that this son has been used as a typical training experience
It's.
He yawned into the window, and the Ximen Feixue, who was swimming on the lake, flashed his body, and had flew from the water to the promenade. He had a shaking shape and had entered his room.
And the several powerful fish who played with him jumped out of the water after turning out several followers in the air.
Lu Zhan wore a purple uniform and washed a little, and found a book "Sacrifice" from the pile of books sent to him yesterday.
This will be the course that they will learn today. He opened the book and read the contents. The knowledge in the book is mainly how to create a "cyclone cannon" for their own cave government.
In the second half of this book, it explains how to combine the gas machine in a large length to change different types of cyclones.
The content in the book is very profound, and after reading Lu Zhan, I feel confusing in my brain. It seems that this subject is difficult to learn by myself.
He did not want to teach him how to make the "cyclone cannon" on the "Extraordinary Demon Temple". Because this production process is very cumbersome, the sword slave is cultivated in one heart, and he has no intention to teach him so much.
At this moment, Long Tianao's shout came downstairs: "Hey, the brothers upstairs, you have to go to breakfast."
"Oh, I'm here."
Lu Zhan quickly brought the book and took the pen and walked out of the room. He came downstairs, Long Tian Ao and Ximen Feixue had waited at the stairs.
Three people went to the cafeteria together early. Then they came to the teaching area through the transmission channel.
As soon as I walked in front of the classroom door, I saw a notice on the door:
"Black iron -like classmates, please pay attention:
The course of this section '"Sacrifice Sage" will be taken in the "Seventh Classroom" in the East Sixth District. Please come there to concentrate there, thank you. "
The money is a white rose flying in the wind.
"I heard that the teacher who taught us 'sacrifice to the 我们“' is Feng Baimei, and it is a big beauty. "Long Tianao laughed at Lu Zhan:" You
Think about it, how a beautiful woman teaches a man to make artillery, is this scene very funny? "
Lu Zhan didn't feel anything ridiculous. However, Ximen Feixue pursed his mouth and laughed.
"Listening to what you said just now, it seems that you did not see this style of Feng Baimei. Is this 'sacrifice of 燔' for the first time?"
"Yeah." Long Tianao said: "Although we have come a few days earlier than you, there is no class a few days before the registration. Instead, we do all kinds of preparations, such as" Jiulongtang "to test Dongfu.
For example, visiting and familiar with the layout of the teaching area, etc., the official class is the matter four days ago, and the ones are 'solids' techniques'.
Ganba's. I hope today's "Sacrifice Sage 'Don't be as boring as solids'."
The three of them walked side by side to the east of the teaching area, and met Qingji and three girls on the way. Qingji still maintained her usual clean and elegant appearance, while her roommate Li Yuerong looked a little haggard, with two black spots on her face.
The eye circles are as prominent as Long Tianao's.
After Li Yuerong saw Lu Zhan, she rolled her eyes at him for no reason.
Lu Zhan was stunned when he saw this, wondering where he had offended her. Qing Ji walked up to him, pursed her lips and smiled, and whispered: "Was there a lot of commotion in your dormitory last night?"
"It's okay," Lu Zhan whispered, "There's only one person holding a pillow on the roof and basking in the moon."
"Alas, my dormitory is not so settled," Qing Ji said: "Li Yuerong was in love and made a lot of noise on the bed all night, all because of your plate of 'clams' yesterday."
Only then did Lu Zhan realize why Li Yuerong hated him so much. He smiled bitterly and said, "If I had known that the '** clam' had such powerful stamina, I would never have bought it to eat."
Qingji glanced at him sideways and couldn't help but asked curiously: "What about yourself? What did you dream about?"
"You really want to know?"
"If you don't want to say it, forget it," Qingji closed her eyes and said duplicitously, "I'm too lazy to know."
"Me..." Lu Zhan looked at her and said honestly: "I dreamed about you."
"I hate it." Qing Ji glared at him and said softly: "How can I be the protagonist in such an inappropriate dream?"
"I think this dream is very pure." Lu Zhan pretended to be surprised: "What do you think is inappropriate about it?"
"Oh, you are such a person..." Qingji's face turned red when he said it, "How do I know what dreams you have."
"Since you don't know, then why do you think it's not serious?" Lu Zhan asked confusedly.
"What you are eating is '** clam'. Everyone knows that eating it will cause you to have erotic dreams." Qing Ji glanced at Lu Zhan and said, "You and Long Tian'ao have only known each other for a long time, and your mouth has become...
If you are as poor as him, what will you do if you continue to live in poverty? I advise you to learn more from Simon, talk less and act more."
Lu Zhan said "Oh", "So you like Ximen Feixue's sultry personality. Well, when we are together in the future, you will speak and I will act. That's better."
"Hey...I won't tell you anymore. The more I talk about it, the more nonsense it becomes." Qing Ji was amused by him and laughed happily.
At this time, he happened to have approached the "Seventh Classroom" in East Sixth District. Zhou Binglin was standing in front of the door surrounded by a large group of boys and girls.
He saw Qing Ji smiling at Lu Zhan. Her smile was so beautiful that it made people's hearts tremble. He felt sour and jealous for a moment. His eyes looked up and down Lu Zhan's body gloomily, and he couldn't understand him.
What is it about him that can compare with him, so that he can please Qing Ji so much?
At this moment, the door of "Classroom No. 7" was closed tightly, and a group of students were standing outside the door chattering. Suddenly, the door was pushed open from the inside out, and a handsome, fit, and well-dressed man walked out from inside.
A young man in a neat and elegant uniform.
"Good morning, classmates." The young man greeted: "I am Zheng Jun, and I am the assistant teacher who teaches you the 'Burn Sacrifice Technique'."
When the girls saw that their teacher was actually a handsome male teacher, they immediately winked at the teacher and became excited. Especially Li Yuerong, who had just had an erotic dream the night before, her cheeks were flushed with peach blossoms.
His eyes were filled with ecstasy, and he looked like an infatuated nymphomaniac.
Longtian, who was standing next to her, was proud of it, and said sourly: "This is unfair, the male teacher taught artillery, and the innate occupation of cheapness. The girls in our class are miserable.
If you do n’t learn, you have been beaten by that kind of artillery.
Li Yuerong was furious when he heard his words, "Rogue! Are you still what the children of the famous door should say?" She pushed back and blame: "You are insignificant, don't think of others as insignificant as you, Mr. Zheng is full
Qi Yuxuan Ang, at first glance, he is a gentleman, which is like you, a sharp -mouth monkey gill with a thief. "
Several girls next to each other attached to each other, and they both agreed with Li Yuerong's point of view.
Long Tianao was still waiting to refute, then Mr. Zheng Jun had pointed at the door: "Please go in, Teacher Feng Baimei has been waiting for everyone in it."
A group of classmates walked into the "Seventh Classroom", but saw that the blue -green purple -digital colorful light light was lit in the classroom. The area of this classroom was two -acre.
The light spots.
In the center of the classroom, there is a huge yellow array map with a diameter of 20 feet. There are nine dragons floating in the array map. In the four directions outside the yellow array circle, four blue blue also draws four blue.
Color hexagonal star -shaped small array map.
But seeing a well -known, wearing a fashionable beautiful woman is standing in front of the circle.
This woman has a long red hair, her skin tone is slightly brown, her beautiful face is red with red lips, her eyes are ecstasy. A leopard tight skirt on her body wraps her figure, the slender jade neck
, Tall breasts, slender waist, round hips, slender **, and the body is hot, so that a group of boys are qi and blood, and the soul will not keep it.
"My mother!" Long Tianao licked his lips and swallowed his mouth. "This style teacher is hundreds of times more beautiful than I imagine. This should definitely be ranked in the most beautiful female teacher in our" Phantom Silver Studies' ".
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Li Yuerong has always been accustomed to him. When he listened to his exaggerated woman, he was angry, so he said, "Are you wrong? No one knows that the most beautiful female teacher in our school is the 'Lily Branch' '
'Wanhua Zun Lord'. "
Long Tianao flipped his eyelids to her: "What do you know," Wanhua Zun Lord "Can you be a teacher? People are the presidents of the branch, but the wind teacher in front of us, and the wind teacher in front of us, the style teacher in front of us,
But it is a stunner at any time. "
Li Yuerong said: "Can you dare to touch her? Do you dare to touch her, I dare to touch Teacher Zheng."
Long Tianao smiled at her: "Then I won't touch her. I can't create an excuse for touching you to touch the male teacher. Otherwise, I touch you and touch me. We can't touch each other?"
"I, hooligan!"
The two were talking, and a group of students had come to the front of the wind.
Feng Baimei's beautiful eyes sweeping on the crowd one by one, and a slightly ridiculous smile hanging on the red lips. After watching the crowd, she said with a graceful voice: "Every classmate,
The subjects of your "sacrifice" are taught by Teacher Zheng and I.