Exploding cute magic concubine: Gao Leng husband, slow down to pet!

Chapter 290 I just can't do anything?
The peak, that is the place where only the king can climb.

Especially in the era of the weak and the strong, if you are weak, you can only be mermaid, and if you are strong, you can become a king.

After the battle with Fu Wei, Yan Qing knew how weak she was. If it wasn't for the five-star magician who rushed up, she would have been killed by Fu Wei. Bai Yuexiu said that she is not enough now. In order to touch those people who are hiding behind the scenes, the master also said that he will not be able to see her again until she is truly strong.

The whereabouts of grandparents are also unknown now. If she can't survive in the academy, will everything really be over?

I have to say that among the freshmen of Jialou College, Yan Qing still feels that she can handle it, but after the second grade, there are three, four, five, until graduation. There are definitely many strong people in this college, and their so-called force is just It's just a small ranking made before going to Jialou Academy.

Lying numbly on the recliner, Yan Qing raised her lips slightly, "Look, I'm lying down! You don't need to tell my master! Tell me! What should I do?"

"Close your eyes." Nangong Yixuan didn't bother to worry about Yan Qing any more, if he kept worrying about her, he would be the one who would be mad at him.

"Martial power is divided into beginners, elementary, intermediate and advanced, and each has nine levels. After the advanced level, there is Wu Zong, and after that, there are seven levels according to the seven colors of the rainbow. The last is Wu Huang. These common senses must be a normal person. The children of the martial arts family should understand. But you, I am not sure whether you know, so I will explain it to you again." Nangong Yixuan said in a rare serious manner, with a very serious expression. There is no one in the handsome man.

Yan Qing listened to Nangong Yixuan's words, and nodded silently. She didn't know these things at all. Although she still knew a little bit about it, the last two words of Nangong Yixuan made her very unhappy, and then raised her head. With a small head, he snorted coldly: "Death Plague God, how do you talk? Children from a family of martial arts who are more normal know what is called normal. Am I not normal? Hmph."

After Nangong Yixuan heard this, he narrowed his deep eyes slightly, looked her up and down for a long time, and then sneered, "Don't you blush when you say this?"

Yan Qing's heart exploded in an instant, but when she thought about it carefully, it seemed that she was really a little abnormal, but she couldn't lose the wind at this time, she raised her head and snorted coldly with disdain: "Cut, what is a face? Can you eat it? How many gold medals?" A catty of cards? Slightly slightly." After speaking, he made a face and stuck out his sweet tongue, which was really cute.

Seeing this scene, Nangong Yixuan couldn't help smiling, no matter how many years passed, she still couldn't change her little girl's heart.But this is not the time to reminisce about the past, it must be serious when it should be serious. "Be quiet, if you don't want to be thrown out by me or tell your master, just sit down and listen to me."

"Martial power refers to the fact that warriors absorb the aura of this world, and then operate according to their own meridians, and finally become their own martial power. If you can't even absorb the aura, then you won't understand what follows." Nangong Yixuan Looking at Yan Qing coldly, she felt as if she hated iron but not steel.

Yan Qing spread her hands and shrugged her shoulders, showing an expression of "What can I do? I don't want to."

Nangong Yixuan's sharp eyes stared straight at Yan Qing who was lying on the recliner, and then said coldly: "Let me find out that you haven't closed your eyes again, you see how I will deal with you! Besides, put away You are so careful, otherwise."

(End of this chapter)