I was banned by the Revitalization event.

She was about to crawl inside.

Then the little girl saw Qin Shi lying on Qin Luo's stomach, wearing white lace stockings, and Han Xue, who had fallen asleep at the very back of the sofa, wearing only black underwear and with snow-white, smooth skin.

The place is only this big.

If the three of them want to sleep together, they have to hug each other, otherwise there's simply no room.

Qin Luo was sleeping soundly, with one of his arms around him.

In my sleep.

Han Xue and Qin Shi would occasionally let out soft moans, their voices sweet and sticky, one mature and the other innocent and sweet, both evoking a sense of longing.

Tang Yi: "..."

The sect leader, expressionless, punched Qin Luo in the face with a pillow.

You should just go die.

……

Good morning, Qin Luo, you look great.

Around 7 o'clock, Jiang Zhe, dressed in a suit and queuing to buy roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) by the roadside, saw Qin Luo and greeted him cheerfully.

Qin Luo was wearing his school uniform and carrying his schoolbag, showing no signs of sleepiness.

So inspiring...

You can tell you had a good rest yesterday.

"……Um."

Qin Luo vaguely agreed, leaned against the tree, and stretched his right foot.

last night.

Han Xue had somehow slipped into the blanket without him noticing.

The three of them slept soundly until dawn.

He was caught red-handed.

So all morning, Tang Yi kept venting her anger on his feet under the table. Her little leather shoes had hard soles, and being stepped on repeatedly actually hurt her a little bit...

Careless.

Qin Luo raised his head and looked at the rising sun on the horizon.

It's really wrong of him to sleep with another woman and be caught in bed with her by the wife.

"Where's Jiang Qiaomiao? Why isn't she here today?" Shaking his head, Qin Luo looked around but couldn't see that familiar, voluptuous figure.

Strange, where did she go?

Chapter 82 Transfer Student

“Jiang Qiaomiao has a master named Su Yanrou, and today is the day she holds her apprentice-acceptance ceremony. As the eldest disciple, Jiang Qiaomiao cannot be absent from such an occasion, so she took the day off and came to buy you breakfast on her behalf,” Jiang Zhe said with a smile, handing a portion of breakfast to Qin Luo.

Qin Luo nodded, took the steamed dumpling, and tasted one.

It tastes good...

He was used to having a beautiful girl waiting for him every morning, and when he suddenly couldn't see her, he felt like something was missing.

I went to school with Jiang Zhe.

Jiang Zhe looked around for a while after walking all the way to the door, then lowered his voice.

"By the way, Qin Luo, there's something I need to remind you of."

"Ah."

Qin Luo drank his porridge through a straw.

Having learned about the levels of martial prowess in this world, he felt that nothing serious was happening now.

The difference is probably whether it's one punch to kill or two punches to kill.

"A transfer student is coming to the school today," Jiang Zhe said very seriously, secretly revealing the news to him through the homeroom teacher's connections.

"An evil sect?" Qin Luo was stunned.

An ordinary transfer student wouldn't be worth mentioning, but for Jiang Zhe to take it so seriously, it must be someone from the Evil Sect.

“Yes, the evil sect is after your immortal body.” Jiang Zhe sighed.

It's all that mother's fault for having such a big mouth.

Originally, the Jiang family acquiring a Taixu expert was a great joy. If it weren't for her constant nagging, Qin Luo wouldn't have become such a coveted prize in the eyes of various powerful forces. Jiang Qiaomiao would have already secured her position as the main wife, quietly making a fortune, and perhaps even producing a little Taixu herself...

Mahjong can lead to trouble.

"The evil cultivators who can be my classmates are at most seventeen or eighteen years old... Evil cultivators of that age are at most at the Qi Refining stage, what's so scary about them?"

Qin Luo thought for a moment.

Jiang Zhe was in his twenties and at the peak of the Qi Refining realm.

If someone like him can be called a junior in China, then the rest are probably at the same level.

The current Qi Refining Realm...

In terms of benchmarks, it's equivalent to the level of top athletes.

At most, you can add a spirit beast.

"But she, she..."

Jiang Zhe opened his mouth, then closed it again, and looked at the sky.

Forget it.

This is a strategic game between the Jiang family and the Blood Bat Sect; Qin Luo has nothing to do with it. He is the one vying for the benefits.

We still have to figure out a way ourselves.

"Qin Luo, you have to believe me. Most people from evil sects are vicious and greedy. If they get on your heels, they won't stop until they've squeezed you dry... Qiao Miao is a good girl. There aren't many girls in this world as innocent as her. You should cherish her."

Before parting ways.

Jiang Zhe patted Qin Luo on the shoulder and said earnestly.

Then the young homeroom teacher, as if facing a formidable enemy, grabbed his briefcase and went back to his office on the second floor.

This is a war...

He needs to prepare in advance.

After finishing his millet porridge downstairs, Qin Luo seemed lost in thought and threw the empty box into the trash can.

Another transfer student has arrived who's practicing heretical cultivation.

Terrible.

In this dangerous world, as a kind and introverted monk, I really need to protect myself.

……

Because of the minor incident of being caught cheating in the morning, Qin Luo arrived relatively late today. By the time he entered the classroom, most of the students in Class 1 had already arrived, including his deskmate Zhou Ming.

A beautiful blackboard bulletin, piles of books, and the lingering scent of ink.

He quite liked the atmosphere.

Only here did Qin Luo feel a real sense of being an ordinary person, grounded and feeling that he had not lost his humanity because of cultivation.

Some handed in their homework, while others erased the blackboard.

About ten minutes.

The preparatory bell rang crisply.

The classroom fell silent as the physics teacher, a man in his forties with receding hairline, slowly entered the room, carrying test papers.

However, besides him, his homeroom teacher Jiang Zhe was also with him.

Jiang Zhe was dressed in a suit, carrying a briefcase, looking meticulous. He had a dark and sour face, pointed to the door, and spoke in a flat tone.

"New student, Xia Xiao, everyone welcome her."

High school stage.

Transfer students are a very rare occurrence.

The moment the name Xia Xiao was mentioned, and it was clear she was a girl, the classroom atmosphere immediately became lively. Applause erupted, and Qin Luo clapped twice as a gesture, glancing towards the door.

I wonder if it was just his imagination...

The name Xia Xiao sounds familiar.

After the applause.

Then a girl walked in from outside, stood on the podium, and put her hands behind her back.

She was a petite girl.

She was wearing a red and black school uniform from No. 1 Middle School, with no fancy decorations. The zipper of the uniform top was open, revealing a warm yellow turtleneck sweater underneath. A red bat-shaped badge was pinned to her chest, not hidden at all, and was clearly eye-catching.

The little girl was pretty and slender.

Moreover, because of her petite figure and somewhat youthful face, she gives the illusion that she is not very old, like a middle school student who has developed late.

However, her skin was too fair, like clean snow in winter.

Coupled with that somewhat bored look in his eyes, which seemed uninterested in anything, he had a slightly weak appearance.

So cute!

Such a beautiful and exquisite girl caused a sensation as soon as she appeared.

The applause, which had already died down, started up again with a clapping sound, and some boys even took the opportunity to whistle.

"Please introduce yourself. You are a new student in Class 1, Grade 2."

Jiang Zhe held himself in his arms.