Chapter 1053

Damn corpse king, don't fall into my hands!

Mu Chen gritted his teeth.

It can be said that Mu Chen had a very bad time in this class.

After class, Xin Lin asked little Xin Zhuo to leave first, and he stayed obediently.

Mu Chen walked up to Xin Lin weakly, and stared at Xin Lin.

"Be honest, do you know something?"

"Master Mu, what are you talking about?"

Xin Lin blinked her big innocent eyes.

It has to be said that Xin Lin has big deceptive eyes, the whites of the eyes are black and white, and there is a bit of wonder in the clarity, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like he is lying.

"Come on, come on, you don't even know. That damned corpse king fell into my hands."

Mu Chen cursed again.

"Master Mu, what do you want from me?"

Xin Lin pretended not to hear.

Because she had clearly heard a certain arrogant and contemptuous snort in her No. [-] Sealed Spirit Talisman.

"I heard that your qualification for the practical class has been cancelled. That bastard Master Fang is obviously looking for faults and suppressing my students. However, that guy is not very good at class, so it doesn't matter if he doesn't."

Master Mu looked at Xin Lin again.

"It's strange to say that you obviously don't have spiritual veins in your body, so how can you have such a special spiritual technique? If you guess correctly, the last time you dealt with Tuoba should be the spiritual mist technique, right? You just learned it not long ago, it was Murong Ziyue gave you the spiritual formula."

Mu Chen actually guessed the source of Xin Lin's spiritual art.

Xin Lin didn't make a sound.

The spiritual formula should belong to the Mu family, and it would be a felony to pass the spiritual formula to the outside world without the family's permission.

Murong Ziyue's life in the family was already difficult, if it was leaked, it would undoubtedly make things worse.

"It doesn't matter if you don't admit it, and I don't plan to pursue her. The spirit formula belongs to my sixth uncle. He is amazing, but it's a pity..."

There was a twinkle in Mu Chen's eyes, and there was a bit of sadness in his words.

Mu Chen doesn't like Murong Ziyue, but he has a lot of affection for his sixth uncle.

For Sixth Uncle's sake, he decided not to care about Murong Ziyue.

Besides, Murong Ziyue just gave Xin Lin the spirit formula.

She is not a spiritual master herself, and it is useless to keep the spiritual formula. As for Mu Chen himself, he has a high level of cultivation and does not need such a spiritual formula.

"You should step up your practice, especially the Mist Technique. If you can learn the last few levels, you will still have a chance to compete with the students from those first-class colleges."

The intention of Mu Chen to keep Xin Lin is to tell her that she will learn all her combat lessons by herself.

"Master Mu, speaking of cultivation, I just have something to discuss with you. I would like to ask for a period of leave."

Mu Chen's words made Xin Lin more determined that he wanted to enter Qinshan to practice.

Those people from Xingluo Academy were far more powerful than those from Tuoba and Wuyuan she had encountered.

"Ask for leave again? Xin Lin, if you ask for leave frequently, I will suspect that you have done something shameful."

Master Mu was suspicious and looked at Xin Lin.

Although, each time Master Mu didn't catch Xin Lin.

He also lurks outside Xin Lin's cabin from time to time, but he doesn't find anything.

Except for the first few encounters with the Corpse King by chance, there was no ghost aura reappearing from Xin Lin's body.

"Master Mu, you are thinking too much. My father is just recovering from a serious illness. I want to go to Qinshan to gather some medicine for him."

Xin Lin found an excuse that wasn't exactly an excuse. She really wanted to go to Qinshan to find some medicinal herbs, so as to strengthen her family's idiot father.

(End of this chapter)

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