The Three Realms of Super Students

Lu Jianguo's face was bland, as if he was telling a little thing that was so unusual that it couldn't be more unusual. There was no point in exaggerating the meaning.

As if in his eyes, Zhang Xiaofan pinched to death was just as normal as pinching an ant.

"This ... how is this possible ?!"

Although Lu Jianguo's tone was very bland, the solemnity in his words was beyond words, and he didn't mean half of a joke.

This is also what made Lu Shengming feel at this time that his spirit had been hit by an unprecedented strong shock.

Originally, in Lu Shengming's opinion, his father was the best and most powerful master in his mind.

Even if you take a step back 10,000 steps, there are really people in this world who are stronger than his father, but they may not be like pinching an ant, just pinching his father?

At this moment, in Lu Shengming's limited imagination, he can't imagine it. He has always been the father of the self-sustaining power. The father who can rank the top ten in the foreign boxing of Jiangnan Province will actually come from his mouth Say something like this.

"This person's kung fu is not what we ordinary people can imagine."

"Even, I suspect that Master Zhang has already broken through the mortal realm and become a true practitioner!"

"So, our Lu family is subject to the foot of such a true practitioner. Even if this thing is passed on by a caring person, it is not a shame to our Lu family."

"Even if, in the future, chances are that he can win the favor of this cultivator, maybe it will also allow our Lu family to have a chance to ascend to the sky ..."

Speaking of this, Lu Jianguo couldn't help sighing, expressing a profound meaning to his son.

"Shengming, how vast the land of Huaxia is, and there are so many amazing people. In short, you have to remember that in this world, there are some people who are horrible things you can't afford in your life!"

"Rumble--!"

Suddenly, a sudden thunder burst into the sky, and a heavy rain poured down.

However, Lu Shengming turned a deaf ear to the thunder and the sound of rain outside the window. At this moment, his mouth was open and closed, his throat was shaking, but he couldn't spit out a half word from his mouth anyway ...

"..."

The next day, at noon, Zhang Xiaofan drove his Bentley Mulsanne speed to go to Hangzhou, Yuhuangshan—

However, when Zhang Xiaofan just exercised the garage, he glimpsed a beautiful figure at the main entrance of Xingtang.

Lin Yuner, a girl from Goguryeo, is standing alone at the door of the villa, isolated and prestigious, with a black and beautiful waist-length hair dancing in the wind, like a fairy falling from the earth, attracting countless passages around People stop and stare.

However, Lin Yuner turned a deaf ear to all kinds of gazes from those passers-by around him. He looked forward to it as if waiting for someone.

In this regard, Zhang Xiaofan didn't care about this. Instead, he focused his attention on the passport and ID card that Lin Yuner had been holding in his hands, and there was a hint of thought in his eyes.