On the contrary, Qing Shu outside the venue was very angry.
"Ah, I'm sorry, brother, I forgot that your legs really don't seem to be able to stand up!"
Nangong Han looked ashamed, but his eyes were shining.
Someone echoed, "Isn't it okay even if you support me?"
"No! I can't stand up at all!"
"Isn't that considered completely useless? I won't be able to stand up for the rest of my life!"
...
Nangong Mo knew that they were deliberately humiliating him.
Over the years, he has experienced many similar humiliations, but each time still left him bruised and bruised.
It was like a wound being torn open countless times, and only he knew the pain.
He hates.
Back then, if it wasn't for Nangong Han and his biological mother's frame-up, how could he have fallen into this world?
In fact, he has always wondered whether it was because of this mother and son that he could not awaken the golden bloodline?
"Who said his legs will never stand up in this life?"
At this moment, a clear voice came from outside the training ground.
To Nangong Mo, this sound was nothing less than the sound of nature.
Regardless of whether what she said was true or not, he already felt extremely shocked.
He suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound.
I saw a figure in white walking slowly.
She was wearing the uniform of a special professor at the academy.
It's obviously not a beautiful design or style, but she wears it with a fairy-like and ethereal look, which is amazing for no reason.
The corners of her lips curled up slightly, and she smiled evilly. Her posture was graceful, and she grew lotuses step by step.
Nangong Mo just looked at her, feeling that she was stepping on his heart with every step he took.
His pupils were constricted, and his whole body was extremely shocked.
The angry Qingshu seemed to see hope the moment he saw Ye Qingran.
Could this fairy-like woman be the master's salvation?
If possible, he is willing to use this life to change a possibility.
"Ye Qingran, what are you doing here?"
Ling Xueyao looked at Ye Qingran with unkind eyes, her face looking very ugly.
If asked who she hates the most in this world, it is undoubtedly Ye Qingran.
Ye Qingran?
Upon hearing this name, the disciples of Class 88 of Kuiwei were all stunned.
There is probably no one in the current Shenzhou Academy who has not heard of the name Ye Qingran.
She single-handedly defeated Ling Xueyao and won the academy's only special teaching position this year.
In addition, her two sons, tied for first place, entered the most competitive Tianzi Class A class of Shenzhou Academy!
The most important thing is that she is now the teacher of Class 108 of Renxu, known as the devil class of Shenzhou Academy!
The story is so exciting that it’s jaw-dropping.
Of course, for the disciples of Kuiwei Class 88, Ye Qingran had only heard his voice but not seen him before this.
When I saw it today, I was really surprised.
I am more beautiful and more elegant than the legend says.
"Ye Qingran, this is not your Renxu Class 108, what are you doing here?"
Elder Li's face was very gloomy.
If it weren't for Ye Qingran and her two little bitches, he wouldn't have lost face.
"Elder Li, as a special instructor, I seem to be able to come in and out of here at any time, right?"
Ye Qingran weighed the token representing his identity.
Elder Li frowned fiercely.
"But, we are in class now, wouldn't it be inappropriate for you to come over at this time?"
"Class? Are you sure you are in class? Why do I feel like you are criticizing me?"
Ye Qingran glanced at Nangong Mo and meant something.
"What are you talking about?"
Elder Ye jumped like a cat whose tail was stepped on.
"Why is Elder Li so excited? He is very old. Be careful of cerebral hemorrhage, otherwise he will easily end up in a wheelchair."
"you!"
Elder Li was very angry.
Ye Qingran, this is cursing him!
Ye Qingran looked at him with a cold look in her eyes.
As a member of the Academy's Elder Council and the leader of Class 88, this person actually allowed a group of disciples to bully and humiliate Nangong Mo. He is simply unworthy of being a teacher!
"Are you Ye Qingran?"
Nangong Han raised his eyebrows and looked Ye Qingran up and down with an evil look in his eyes.
The glory that should have belonged to his two sons, Nangong Han, was snatched away by Ye Qingran's two sons, which made him very unhappy.
Especially, Ye Qingran dared to slap Ling Xueyao in public.
This is simply provoking the majesty of the Golden City!
If not, this was Shenzhou Academy, Ye Qingran would have died a hundred times!
"Yes, I am Ye Qingran."
Ye Qingran nodded.
"You just said you had a way to make brother's leg better?" Nangong Han asked with a smile, his eyes full of contempt.
Nangong Mo has visited famous doctors all over the years, and even the ninth-grade alchemist can't cure his leg. How can he have the confidence to study in a mere academy?
"good."
Ye Qingran admitted generously.
"Oh? I'm curious, how are you going to heal my brother's leg?"
"Why am I telling you? Who are you?"
who is he?
Nangong Han was asked this question and found it very funny.
There are still people who don’t know him, Nangong Han?
"Ye Jiaoxi, please see clearly, this is the young city lord of Golden City, Nangong Han!"
A young man behind Nangong Mo rushed to answer, with a proud expression on his face.
"What, is the young city lord of Golden City mute? Do you need help from someone else to reply?"
Nangong Han's face darkened.
"And you, who are you? The dog of the Golden City?"
The young man was stunned for a moment, and then became furious, "Ye Jiaoxi, why are you talking?"
"It's not a dog from Golden City, so why are you licking it?"
Ye Qingran sneered.
"So you are Nangong Han, the young city lord of Golden City." Ye Qingran's eyes turned and landed on Nangong Mo, "Then, this must be Nangong Mo."
"After all, he is the eldest son. He is more handsome than the second son."
Ye Qingran said leisurely.
What?
Ye Qingran said, Nangong Mo is better than Nangong Han?
"Are you blind? He is a cripple!"
Nangong Han gritted his teeth and said.
"Even disabled people are better than you. If they could stand up, wouldn't they kill you instantly?"
Nangong Han was so angry that his face turned livid.
He hates hearing people say that Nangong Mo is better than him.
This was his childhood nightmare.
When Nangong Mo was a child, he was better than him in every aspect. Everyone said that Nangong Mo would inherit the position of Lord of Golden City in the future.
He has never been convinced.
Later, Nangong Mo was abolished and this sound disappeared.
It's been many years.
Now, he heard this voice again.
"In that case, I'm really looking forward to seeing my eldest brother stand up again!"
Nangong Han smiled, his tone full of confidence.
He concluded that Nangong Mo would never stand up again in this life!
"Then just wait and see."
Ye Qingran turned his eyes to Nangong Mo.
From the moment she appeared until now, Nangong Mo didn't say a word, he just kept looking at Ye Qingran with deep and complicated eyes.
"Want to get back on your feet?"
She stood in front of him, her tone serious and solemn.
With the bright sun behind her, she was extremely beautiful.
Nangong Mo raised his head slightly and looked at her blankly.
Many years later, he still remembered this day clearly.