Shu Jingrong curled her lips, glanced sideways at him and whispered: "I don't want to either. Being distracted is beyond my control. Just like when I am in a daze, I will never know that I am actually in a daze."
If she had known that she was wandering in a fugue before, she would have seriously reviewed it and tried her best not to laugh out loud next time.
The crowd slowly dispersed in front of her, and everyone seemed to be moving toward the side with a common intention.
Shu Jingrong and others were exposed in the middle.
Nala Bingyan tried her best to lower her head and muttered: "Don't ever see me, never see me, never see me."
"Xiao Shuzi, following you I discovered that one day I will become famous, either infamously or famous all over the world!" Yuan He put his arm on Lian Tianqi's shoulder with a smile and said with a nonchalant expression.
Zhong Lifeng crossed his arms and said, "You must be notorious, you have a bad name!"
Shu Jingrong twitched the corner of her mouth, several people around her were not normal!
No wonder geniuses are lonely. Just because geniuses are different from ordinary people, they are always envied, jealous, and hated.
She seemed to have forgotten that she herself was one of the weirdest among them. She had been cultivating for such a long time. Even if she included the time in the Netherworld Blood Bracelet, it was only more than four years.
Compared to others, he is really the most genius and the most perverted one.
Oh, except Quan Shaohuang!
That guy is not someone who can be treated with common sense.
The crowd dispersed, and an old man in gray clothes and white hair slowly walked over. Although his face looked old, his bright eyes showed that this man was extraordinary.
The old man in gray clothes came closer, glanced directly at Shu Jingrong, and then stopped suddenly in his steps.
Instantly, a strange atmosphere spread around.
The old man in gray had more nostalgia and memories in his expression, and his eyes gradually became more excited, and he seemed to be trying hard to suppress his strong emotions.
"Little girl, don't you know your name?" After a while, he sighed softly and asked.
Shu Jingrong responded: "Shu Jingrong!"
She was a little confused, wondering if it was an illusion. Why did she feel that the old man in gray looked at her in a weird way?
A little excited, a little nostalgic, as if seeing the eyes of an acquaintance...
She was certain that she had never seen this old man before. Counting the days since her arrival, she was also certain that she had never seen this old man.
"Shu Jingrong, her surname is actually Shu!" The other party also seemed a little confused.
Shu Jingrong stared at him closely, trying to get some clues from his expression.
However, the other party slowly calmed down, nodded slightly, turned around and walked back to the front, continuing to prepare to start his big class.
"Is this the end? Did he come here just to ask for your name?" Lian Tianqi leaned over and muttered.
Shu Jingrong patted his head back: "How do I know? If you stop making trouble, you might be targeted again. I don't know where this old man is coming from. By the way, who is that old man who pulls Bingyan?"
The little intelligence officer Nala Bingyan immediately sent the information: "If I haven't guessed, this old man is probably Zheng Tianyuan, the former Holy Lord of Holy Snow Mountain. I heard that after he faded away from the position of Holy Lord, his whereabouts have always been...
It's a mystery, but now almost no one knows how old he is, so I thought he was dead long ago."
