The super seminary of a certain mythical beast

Chapter 340 Please, I have a mother who is 1000 years old and a child who is only ten years old. . .

"Kneel down." Qinglong shouted angrily, wearing a dark green sweater and holding a short stick in his hand.
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Bingmou and Qimou skillfully knelt on the futon in front of them.

"Can you two bastards grow up a bit? That's why I ate his apprentice's pet dog, and then turned around and sold the magic weapon that he practiced for thousands of years to a mortal who collects rags." Qinglong kept saying to a certain ice The dragon and a certain unicorn are conducting oral education.

"It's not my fault at all, Brother Qinglong. You don't know what that old boy Yuding said that if you sell his treasures, you can exchange them for [-] high-end villas in the mortal world." Qilin retorted.

"Hey, let me testify that we didn't intend to sell it to him, but the old boy insisted on showing off his wealth, so we can only blame him for being disrespectful." Bing Yi echoed.

"Shameless excuse." Qinglong glared at the two beasts.

"Why don't you hurry up and give the things to Big Brother Qinglong?" Bingyi looked at Qilin and said.

Qilin showed a reluctant expression, and a red light flashed on his hand, and he held a kraft paper bag in his hand.

"Brother Qinglong, this is a good thing we two bought for you with the money we got from selling that old boy's magic weapon in Yuding." Qilin smiled coquettishly.

"Cough~ Don't think that this old man won't punish you two brats." Qinglong coughed lightly and took it smoothly while threatening with harsh words.

"Take a look first, and if you don't like it, we can change it for you." Qilin said as he stood up.

Bing Yi rubbed his knees and stood up.

Qinglong unwrapped the outermost kraft paper, and a flash of fleeting satisfaction flashed in his eyes when he saw what was inside.

What I saw wrapped in kraft paper was a book with illustrations of two characters on the cover. From a biological point of view, it should belong to a relatively advanced research book.

"Okay, you two brats continue to kneel here, the old man will study carefully." After finishing speaking, Qinglong turned into a dark green glow and disappeared on the spot.

Bingyi smirked and moved to Qilin's side: "How is it? I said Brother Qinglong would like it, right?"

"Hehehe, I don't know if Big Brother Qinglong will follow suit when he reads the contents of that book." Qilin also smirked.

"I bet fifty packs of spicy strips will definitely do it." Bingyi said in a firm tone.

"I bet 50 yuan, definitely not, Brother Qinglong is not stupid." Qilin gave Bingyi a white look.

"Then let's wait and see?" Bingyi raised his eyebrows.

"Success, anyway, I have nothing to lose regardless of winning or losing." Qilin nodded.

The two guys with bad stomachs looked at each other and smiled, everything was said without saying anything.

At the same time, it is located on the top of an inaccessible mountain in L Province of Huaxia.

Qinglong sat on a moss-covered rock holding the peerless book titled "Looking at the Clouds and Rain at Wushan Mountain" as if he had found a treasure.

He slowly opened the book and turned to the first page.

But when he looked at it intently, he was a little dazed for a while.

I saw the words on the first page of the book, "If you want to read this book, you must swing your knife from the palace. To prevent the content of this book from being too exciting and make readers' brains congest and enter a state of extreme excitement~"

"How many years has it been? Still doing such old-fashioned operations, can I really think that this old man is the eunuch in "Swordsman"?" Qinglong shook his head and muttered.

Just as his big hand was about to turn the pages of the book, the words similar to the warning at the beginning reappeared in his mind strangely.

"These two brats are always cunning, maybe they cast some kind of spell on this thing to make me laugh. No, just in case, it's better to find a substitute for the dead~" Qinglong thought to himself.

As soon as Qinglong read this, he closed the book with a 'snap', and began to think about what kind of substitute for the dead ghost would be better.

Not far from Qinglong, a short and fat man in an orange coat was walking leisurely.

His name is Ju Hua, and he is an orange cat from the Eastern Tang Dynasty.

Of course this is what he thinks.

It is impossible to verify where his hometown is.

In short, he was born in a flower garden, because the surroundings were full of blooming flowers, so he got the somewhat feminine name of orange flower among the same kind.

Years ago he fell in love with a female rabbit named Bang Bang, so they moved to this mountain to live a happy life without shame.

They also had a child named **, but was killed by a successful snake spirit.

Since then his wife has exploded completely insane.

According to those idol dramas in the mortal world, he can completely abandon his current wife at this time to pursue a better life.

But he didn't have the orange flower. He chose to stay by his wife's side. He firmly believed that his wife would recover one day.

And just when Qinglong was thinking hard and thinking about it, the appearance of orange blossoms made Qinglong care about it.

"Don't move!" Qinglong, who was wearing half stockings on his head, suddenly stopped in front of Orange Flower.

"I...I have no money...and no magic weapon..." Juhua was taken aback and took two steps back, looking vigilantly at Qinglong who was wearing half stockings on his head.

"Who said I was going to rob money?" Qinglong, who had half of the stockings on his head, grinned strangely.

Orange Blossom hurriedly hugged her body: "Jie Se... It's not impossible..."
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"Does this old man seem like such a heavy-handed dragon? Open this book quickly!" Qinglong with a half stocking on his head threw the book given to him by Bingyi and Qilin to Orange Blossom.

"Ah?" Orange Blossom looked confused.

"What? Why don't you hurry up?" Qinglong snorted coldly with half of the stockings on his head.

"Oh." Orange Blossom hurriedly nodded and picked up the book.

Ju Hua felt that the robber in front of him must have escaped from the newly built sanatorium in Tianting. After all, which normal robber would be like this guy in front of him?
Adhering to the principle of caring for the mentally handicapped, Juhua opened the book in her hand called "Smiling Proudly at Wushan and Looking at the Clouds and Rain".

The words of the first chapter made Juhua break out in a cold sweat.

Which wicked guy is full and has nothing to do?

Wait, the robber in front of him wants him. .

"Follow the instructions on the page." Qinglong ordered again with half stockings on his head.
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"My lord, I beg you to let me go. I have a gray-haired mother who is 1000 years old and a child who is only ten years old. There are twelve sick ladies lying on the bed at home. I can't be so selfish. Ah." Orange Blossom begged.

"Hey~ I don't want to bother you if I have a choice, how about this? You break it first, and I'll make up for you with a tiger spirit after this matter is over. What do you think?" There were half stockings on her head The Qinglong said lightly.

Orange Blossom wiped away the tears shed from pinching her own thigh, she met an expert.

"Come and try it, I heard that it feels very wonderful, as if you have entered the clouds." The avatar of Qinglong with half stockings on his head kept urging for a demon that tempted people to fall.

"Ah~ I, Orange Blossom, fought with you today." Orange Blossom screamed strangely and rushed towards Qinglong who was wearing half stockings on his head.

Qinglong smiled strangely and suddenly a cold light flashed in his hand, it turned out to be a dagger.

Due to inertia, the orange flower, unable to brake, directly rushed forward.

Immediately, there was a meow that could not tell whether it was enjoyment or pain, and some birds that were staying on the branches were frightened away.

(End of this chapter)