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Chapter 213 Picked up in the trash can

"Listen to you, do you know this person, what is he who came?"

Silver hair red pupil.

The silver dagger that can fly.

Can call his name.

These clues were connected in series, and Zhang Yiming suddenly thought of an answer.

"He is also a person in the pare school?"

The ancient nodded slightly.

"Hidden forbearance belongs to congenital strange people, the first grade is A plus."

"Then yesterday ..."

"Some time ago, the task of performing the metaphysical school abroad should have been recalled in two days. As a result, a small accident was reported.

"As a result, he was stared at by the killer as soon as he landed. He didn't receive him from the Xuan School. It was not until he received his information at night, and we quickly rushed over."

Zhang Yiming asked:

"But he has never seen me, how do you know my name?"

"How do you know he has never seen you?"

An old -fashioned.

"It's not necessary to see it in front of me."

"Even if you haven't seen each other, you can have your photos on your information."

So Zhang Yiming did not save the wrong person.

This made him feel a little relieved.

In this way, they are still colleagues.

"By the way, that forbearance said, those killer comes from an organization abroad, called‘ Fengying ’, why do this organization kill him?”

"This is related to the task of forbearance. Don't worry about it. It is a matter of investigation." Ancient Road.

Zhang Yiming squeezed his fist, and he was a little uneasy.

"This guy, saved him, wouldn't even say a word, just left!"

Zhang Yiming's heart is very embarrassed.

Ancient hearing words for a moment:

"After returning yesterday, some doctors checked him. He had a poisoning sign, and he was very toxic, but it seemed to be cleared not long ago."

"Hidden that kid, there is definitely no ability, is it you?"

Zhang Yiming touched the hair of his forehead and looked up proudly:

"It's not who I am? If I hadn't forced the poison in his body, what you found now is a cold body!"

"There is also Zhu who has money. Yesterday, in order to save him, he used Qimen Jiajia, but his energy was lost. He was still making up for it."

"He didn't say these, it is estimated that it was too tired."

Zhang Yiming was no longer tangled after the confusion in his heart, remembering today's purpose.

"By the way, do you know, where can you test it?"

"Oh? Don't you know what a few paragraphs you are?"

Ancient doubts, suddenly remembered that Zhang Yiming's entry medical examination report seemed to have not written a few sections of gas.

The freshmen of the porch school, after the test, will continue to forge the level, and the level of gas refining.

Although they are all strangers in the Xuan School, not all strangers can be entered.

Some of the innate unique people who are biased towards the power, and the acquired people, their forging levels are generally very high.

After training, it will reach a higher point.

But they cannot enter the body, that is, they cannot be fixed.

Compared with ordinary people, they have terrifying power, but for strangers, from this point, they are low.

Of course, there are some people who have existing strength and can be fixed in the body.

And some who can only be cultivated, but forging are not high.

For example, Zhu has money, as a heir to be a man, a skill is a stranger, but the level of forging is not high, and at the same time, he has not started to fix.

This kind of people also exist.

Some strangers don't know where their strengths and weaknesses are.

But as long as the tested by the metaphysical school, these will be marked, one is entering the file, and the other is to facilitate the practice of practitioners behind them, and fix it in their own strengths.

But Zhang Yiming is an exception.

After passing the admission exam, he did not go through forging test, and the second did not undergo gas refining.

The teachers of the Xuan School have never mentioned it.

I do n’t know if I forgot, but I believe that Zhang Yiming is an empty martial arts, not worthy of cultivation!

In fact, the teachers of the Xuan School have never been expected from the beginning.

When I learned that Zhang Yiming opened the door violently, he immediately dispelled the idea of ​​his mind.

According to their experience, people with a strong physique can basically not be able to enter the body.

They thought that Zhang Yiming's innate condition was to have strong power.

In fact, they thought they were wrong. Zhang Yiming learned to cultivate first, and then cultivated a strong power.

In this era of scarce spirit, the practice of cultivation and resources of cultivation is also very scarce.

Therefore, the teachers of the Xuan School do not think that some people can not rely on the cultivation resources given by the podium.

It is such a wrong idea that mislead them, so that Zhang Yiming's pearl is dull.

Zhang Yiming scratched his head:

"I don't know, I feel that my cultivation has been rising a little bit, but I don't know, what kind of position is it, so I want to determine it."

Looking at him seriously, about ten seconds later, he suddenly got a palm.

"Bang!"

Zhang Yiming subconsciously opposite him.

"Oh!"

The ancient palm winds that the two were confronted by the two, and fell down from the couch.

"You're okay!"

Zhang Yiming quickly helped him.

Ancient holding his waist with one hand, picking the bed with one hand, and humming in his mouth:

"It hurts me, it hurts me! What do you do so heavy?

"Who let you attack me suddenly! Is this a subconscious response?"

Zhang Yiming is speechless.

"Hey, I just want to try what you said, is it really or fake!"

Suddenly a smile, looking at Zhang Yiming's eyes a little bright, there was a touch of light hidden in the eyes.

Zhang Yiming was watched a little hairy in his heart.

"What to try?"

The ancient times slowly sat down through his strength, and suddenly smiled with relief.

"You can really cultivate, and the position seems to be not low! Can you tell me where do you come from?"

Zhang Yiming's eyelids don't lift it.

"Picked it in the trash can."

"..."

"Who do you lie to! If someone gets such a precious method, you must not give up well, and you will be thrown in the trash can?"

"I don't have anything else, I just think you are lucky, you can get the practice method outside the metaphysical college, so where does it come from, I am curious?"

Look, the grandmother who cheated the child appeared again.

Zhang Yiming's big eyes blinked very sincerely:

"I really picked it from the trash can."

"You are now a student of the Xuan School, you can tell the truth."

"I'm telling the truth."

A deep breath, the voice was low three points.

"Then you said, which trash you picked up from the trash!"

"It is our orphanage, and go left to the end to go to the end. After turning the bridge right, turn in the alley on the right, walk in the third household, the left trash can!"

Zhang Yiming has a serious nonsense.

Ancient smoking the corner of the mouth, can you still say a little fake?

He knew that this boy would not tell the truth today.

"Since you can cultivate early? If you are playing with a pig to eat tigers, deliberately hide it?"

Zhang Yiming helplessly spread his hands.

"Where can you, you didn't ask at all!"


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