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39. 【Luck against the sky】1

What's the use of heaven and earth? It can't be used as a quilt.

What's the use of Fengyue? You can't eat or drink.

What is the use of fine dust? It is among all things.

What is the use of change? Taoism is self-contained.

——Mei Ying

Now Leng Meiying's mind is focused on research, but she still can't let it go in the academy competition, because Baizhendan is related to her body now.

At this moment, the elimination test of the college hunt was still going on. Through Leng Meiying's subtle observation, she accurately calculated the final list of ten participating students.

After a not-so-intense elimination process by the School of Liberal Arts, when only the last ten people from the School of Liberal Arts were left to participate, Leng Meiying finally belatedly took the stage to perform.

The reason why Leng Meiying chose to take the stage at this time was not only because she wanted to keep things simple, but also because she wanted to take time to study the space ring.

I am also very interested in this well-known tutor of the good-for-nothing third lady. I heard that she has no cultivation, but recently the news that she scolded the second prince to faint has gone unnoticed. This has made many people who don't know her begin to think that she is

He is a very eloquent person.

So when she stood in front of her tutor and said calmly that she was participating, the teacher was surprised for a long time.

After looking through the list of students, the instructor found that there were only the last few people, so he casually called out: "Mo Xiaotian, where is Mo Xiaotian?"

There was no answer in the crowd for a long time. After a while, a student hurried over and said loudly: "Teacher, Mo Xiaotian was bitten by a snake on the way here, and he is now being treated in the medical room!"

"Bitten by a snake?" The instructor rolled his eyes and secretly said that this student is really unlucky.

After flipping through the list, the instructor shouted loudly again: "Chen Fangyuan!"

"Teacher, Chen Fangyuan was bitten by a dog just now. He is currently rescuing him..."

Someone shouted again from below. The instructor looked at the crowd below in confusion and marveled.

"This pair of brothers in need, He Chaoqun."

"Teacher, He Chaoqun was seriously injured by an ant while he was sleeping. He is still being rescued!"

The instructor finally opened his eyes wide, looked at the calm and silent Leng Meiying in front of him in disbelief, and secretly sighed that it was a good thing that she was still far away.

However, the amazing thing was yet to come. The instructor called out to ** people in succession. They either sprained their feet when going downstairs, or were injured by snakes, dogs, or birds, and there were many injuries.

In short, the result is that no one can come to participate.

Not only did the instructor's glasses fall off in shock, but so did the people watching the battle below.

Isn't this luck so unlucky? Everyone had an accident?

Finally, there was no accident to the last person!

This is a little boy from the liberal arts college. He is small and even weaker than the girls.

He came on stage, glanced shyly at Leng Meiying's pretty face, and then declared his surrender to his mentor without hesitation!

The students in the School of Liberal Arts covered their foreheads one after another. Almost everyone in the school knew that this boy liked Leng Meiying, even though she had no cultivation level.

However, the people in the liberal arts college are not very powerful themselves. In addition, although Leng Meiying is thin and thin, even according to Bai Feng's description, she is shriveled, but her fragile temperament still makes many boys in the liberal arts college fall in love with her.

Many people imagine that if Leng Meiying grows older, her appearance will definitely be no worse than Leng Yuefeng.

If Leng Meiying were plumper and brighter, coupled with the beautiful lotus mark on her forehead, she would definitely be unrivaled. Even if she couldn't practice, she would still be a goddess-level figure in the eyes of the liberal arts academy.

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