After I became an immortal in Uchimaki, I went from being a loser to becoming a group favorite.

Tang Ling majored in alchemy, and the Lingxian sect had so many related books that the elder disciples of the Zhen sect could consult. Even if she spent several years, she could not read them all.

But I have read a lot about the cantilever beam on the head and the conical spine.

There are no records of "witchcraft" in many of these books.

Tang Ling felt that this kind of "possession witchcraft" felt inexplicably familiar.

Nangong Ling didn't seem very happy when he received Xiao Hei's response. The smile on his face had long since faded and lasted until he went to Liufeng Pavilion to study.

Students who are qualified to study in Nangong Liufeng Pavilion are all internal disciples of the Nangong family and are qualified to learn the Nangong family's mechanism skills. They study on different floors according to their school age. The longer the school age, the higher the floor.

If you are extremely powerful, you will also have the opportunity to advance to higher levels.

Nangong Xun is one of them.

Originally, Nangong Ling's talent was not enough to study on the same floor as Nangong Xun, but with Xiao Hei's help, Nangong Ling has made rapid progress in the past few years and was able to study in the same school as Nangong Xun.

Nangong Xun was the first person to notice that something was wrong with his mood.

Because Nangong Ling had a slumped face and remained silent throughout the class.

This is simply impossible in normal times.

Nangong Ling's learning attitude and hard work have always been highly praised by the gentlemen who teach in Liufeng Pavilion. Nangong Xun has never seen him pass away since he started studying on the same floor.

The look in Nangong Xun's eyes was like Columbus discovering the New World. When Tang Ling noticed it, he saw a show-off expression on his face, "How could I be the only one to see this?" and shouted loudly.

"Sir! He's distracted!"

The lecturer who was speaking passionately on the podium was suddenly interrupted. He looked a little unhappy and threw the ax he was using for demonstration on the table in front of him.

"Nangong Ling is distracted? How did you find out? You must be distracted too, you two! Get out of here and stand for an hour!"

Facts have proved that no matter how arrogant and arrogant Nangong Xun is, he does not dare to offend the teaching teacher who is tall and thick, and his three legs are equal to one arm.

When the two brothers were standing side by side under the sun, they happened to meet Nangong Fenglin who was returning from an outing.

Nangong Fenglin was followed by two court officials with arrogant faces.

"Your Majesty is very satisfied with the weapons that Mr. Nangong donated this time! You have been specially appointed to give you a thank you gift!"

"The Nangong family deserves to be known as the 'best craftsmen in the world'!"

"I heard that your two youngest sons were only young, but they broke into the 66th floor of your government tower five years ago?"

"Hmph." Nangong Fenglin pretended to be angry, but his tone was slightly sullen, "Those two brats just got in and out, didn't they get injured all over?"

"Yo yo yo, how can that be just a random act? What a young talent!"

"Yeah, yeah, the tiger father has no dogs!"

"Where is it?" Nangong Fenglin's old face smiled like a flower, but he still suppressed his tone and pretended to sigh, "The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead!"

After Fang said this, he looked into the eyes of his two sons who were standing under the sun.

The three of them suddenly stopped.

The scene fell silent for a while.

Nangong Fenglin looked at the teacher who was still lecturing in the school, and then at his two sons whose faces were red from the sun. He instantly understood what had happened. The expression on his face suddenly changed, and there was a hint of a storm coming.

But at this moment, Nangong Xun, who heard the conversation just now, couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing.

This time it can be regarded as touching the tiger's butt.

Nangong Fenglin suddenly lost his patience in pretending to be a loving father, bent down, pulled off his boots and threw them towards Nangong Xun.

"You bastard! Tell me, how many times have you stood outside for punishment this month? You stand outside for punishment 360 days a year, 300 days. What can you learn?" "I punish you. Standing for three hundred days is still better than those who learn every day!"

"Still talking back! This brat! Who are you following!"

"As you wish!" Nangong Xun shouted, "Although I don't want to follow you either!"

"Shit!" Nangong Fenglin yelled, "You and I have always been steady and steady!"

This is true. Nangong Fenglin has always been dignified, steady and gentle in person. Only when facing his sixth son, Nangong Xun, will he show his frantic side. He will chase his son up and down, wishing he could say hello with his broom and shoes.

For a moment, boots were flying all over the yard in front of Liufeng Pavilion, accompanied by Nangong Fenglin's roaring curses and the bewildered persuasion of the two officials, which lingered over Nangong Mansion for a long time.

When the two officials left, their hair was disheveled, and there were even a lot of shoe prints on their faces and bodies. The students watching couldn't stop laughing.

In the end, the two of them were punished by standing still until they were not allowed to eat for a whole day. Poor Nangong Ling did nothing and had to suffer the punishment along with this rogue.

Nangong Xun stood still but was not honest. He always put on some coquettish postures, which made the female disciples who were coming and going blush and couldn't help but look around.

The fourteen-year-old Nangong Xun is as tall as a stick, with elongated features on his face, and a pair of watery peach blossom eyes. Wearing his extremely coquettish light purple robe, he does have the qualifications to show off.

Compared with him, although the twelve-year-old Nangong Ling has grown taller, she is still shorter than her peers. She has small facial features and looks like a child, with a well-behaved expression.

Tang Ling suddenly thought that if Ling Yu hadn't cast witchcraft on his son, twelve-year-old Nangong Ling would have been as innocent and cute as he looked.

He will be under the discipline of his strict yet gentle father, the care of his naughty yet somewhat reliable brother, and be protected and warmed by their seemingly clumsy but sincere love. He will grow up to be healthy both physically and mentally.

But now, there was a cold light in the depths of those seemingly clear eyes. Even he himself didn't know what the real emotions were hidden there.

At noon, Jue Qiti slipped by with a lunch box, and Nangong Xun watched with eager eyes as the lunch box was stuffed into Nangong Ling's hand.

"Eat." Jue Qi said in a cold tone.

"Where's mine?" Nangong Xun protested dissatisfied.

"Have you made up for the sixty lessons you escaped from me?" Jue Qi asked without answering.

Nangong Xun immediately stopped and after Jue Qi left, he took the lunch box from Nangong Ling's hand.

"Good brothers, half of each person!"

After that, regardless of whether Nangong Lingtong agreed or not, he grabbed a chicken leg and ate it.

"Dad doesn't let us eat?" Nangong Ling asked in a low voice.

"That must have been secretly brought to you by Jue Qi." Nangong Xun ate regardless, puffing out his cheeks angrily, "This guy knows how to feel sorry for you, but he doesn't know how to feel sorry for me, her eldest disciple! No, I'll turn around. I have to skip one more class to comfort my hurt heart."

"...If we eat it, Jueqi won't be punished for it, right?"

"It's okay to be punished. She's thick-skinned and not afraid."

Nangong Ling was speechless for a while, and suddenly lost her appetite. However, Nangong Xun pulled her to sit on the ground, and then stuffed the lunch box with only vegetables into his arms.

"Eat, you are like this, following the rules, so boring!"

Nangong Xun said, and then added, "I was distracted in class just now because there were assessments during these days, and I was too stressed and didn't have any rest, okay?"

Nangong Ling was startled.

Nangong Xun immediately said with an expression of "I don't know you yet, kid", "No matter how big a deal it is, don't stress yourself too much. You should play, eat, and sleep. If big things happen, you will have my brother to support you." !”

Again.

Nangong Ling clenched the lunch box in her hand, looked at Nangong Xun's careless expression, and suddenly asked a question.

"Brother, let me ask you, why did you come to the machine tower to save me five years ago?"