Luo Bingyu blinked, looking a little naughty, and said: "Then it depends on your ability, brother."
The ice blue eyes stared at the lake again, with a hint of depth.
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Ling Luo was sitting in the northeast corner of the classroom, flipping through the textbook casually. Not long after, the teacher arrived.
The teacher is Mu Qian.
Because they were acquaintances, Mu Qian did not make things difficult for her even though she had missed four days of classes.
Mu Qian is a fire cultivator. In the next hour, she explained in detail the origin and laws of the fire element between heaven and earth.
Basic, boring, boring.
This is Ling Luo's biggest feeling.
Real cultivation should not be limited to the rigid theories and meaningless principles in these books.
She paid special attention to the classmates around her. Many of them climbed directly onto the table and fell asleep.
Mu Qian seemed to be used to this situation, and the smile on his face did not change at all.
An hour later, the boring class was finally over, and Ling Luo's eyelids had already become numb, and she had been wandering in the world for who knows how many days.
During the break, Ling Luo finally couldn't bear it anymore and lay down on the table and fell asleep.
She practiced for seven days and nights in a row without sleeping at all. Now that she relaxed, she felt a surge of fatigue coming over her, which she couldn't stop.
When Ling Luo fell asleep, she didn't know that Xuanyuan Yu had come back from outside and sat next to her.
He looked at her tired and sleeping look, and couldn't help but stretch out a hand to help her brush away the naughty strands of hair from her forehead, with an extremely gentle movement.
"Hey, cousin, come here."
Three steps away, Mu Ranran lowered his voice and waved to Xuanyuan Yu.
Xuanyuan Yu hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly took his big hand away from Ling Luo's body, and then followed Mu Ranran out of the classroom door.
"What's the matter?"
On the corridor outside the classroom door, ivy is wrapped around the hollow ceiling, and the fragrance of the grass is really refreshing.
Mu Ranran said, "Cousin-in-law, do you know a young master named Luo Li?"
"Luo Li?" Xuanyuan Yu shook his head, "I've never heard of it."
Mu Ranran said doubtfully: "But Cousin Luo seems to be very familiar with that young master. I thought you guys knew each other too."
"Very familiar?" Xuanyuan Yu's heart suddenly became nervous, and he said in a deep voice, "What kind of young master is he? His appearance, clothing, and grooming?"
Luoer rarely interacts with strange men.
Xuanyuan Yu expressed his concern.
"He is a very handsome young man, just like an immortal in the sky. He looks gentle but is actually cold."
The image of "Luo Li" appeared in Mu Ranran's mind, and his face showed the longing of a girl unnaturally.
The smile on Xuanyuan Yu's lips disappeared, the corners of his eyes drooped, his eyes were dark, and his tone was gloomy: "That Luo Li, what did you do to my Luo'er?"
Mu Ranran was so distracted that he didn't notice the strange emotion of his prospective cousin-in-law, and replied: "It's nothing, I just sat next to my cousin as soon as I entered the classroom and called her Luo'er very affectionately...
"
"What did you say?!" Xuanyuan Yu's voice rose a few pitches, and his face was extremely ugly as he yelled out.
Mu Ranran was stunned by the roar, his mouth was half-opened, and he said in surprise: "What's wrong..."
Xuanyuan Yu frowned, and a very sharp look flashed in his bright pupils. He stretched out a hand, grabbed Mu Ranran's shoulder, and said in a low voice: "That man named Luo Li, he took the initiative to approach Luo'er