Chapter 290 We Are About to Part

Another year of cool autumn breeze.

Beicheng, Qiming High School, the top martial arts school in the country welcomed its new students.

Across the road, two girls stood against the wind, their horses swaying with the wind.

The girl on the left is a little shorter and looks more petite, with delicate facial features like a doll, and the ends of her bangs and ponytail have a little spontaneous curling, which looks a little playful.

The other girl was taller and looked a few years older than the one next to her. Even in a loose dress, she could see the curves of her body development. Her expression was light and immortal.

There was a suitcase at each of their feet.

"Why is he late again?" The tall girl looked at the other side of the road with a light tone.

"It is estimated that Guan Bao brought too many snacks, so it wasted time." The short girl, that is, Si Niannian, said with a smile, with a shallow pear vortex on her left cheek.

In the distance, the chubby Guan Bao came running while panting heavily, the suitcase in his hand was completely unable to touch the ground.

"Jojo, Nian Nian, I'm sorry, I'm late."

When Guan Bao stopped, the suitcase finally landed, making a heavy noise.

Nian Nian chuckled, "How much food did you pack, why is the box so heavy?"

Qiao Qiao also glanced at him, "Military training does not allow smuggling of snacks, don't you know? Beware of being caught by the instructor, and your merit points will be deducted."

Guan Bao grinned, "Jojo, are you worried about me? Hee hee, don't worry, I have my own way, and the instructor will definitely not catch me."

"If you have anything you want to bring privately, you can put it here first to ensure safety."

Guan Bao patted his chest with a very positive tone.

Si Nian Nian doesn't doubt this, but...

"We just brought a change of clothes and daily necessities."

Guan Bao nodded, "Let's go, let's go to report first. I don't know how this school is doing. Space vessels are not allowed during military training. We have to carry so many things ourselves."

With that said, Guan Bao took over Si Niannian and Su Muqiao's suitcases, and walked into the gate of Qiming High School with three suitcases to protect the two girls.

In the freshman registration office, several senior seniors and sisters are responsible for keeping records.

"Report your name and age."

"Guanbao, 11 years old."

"Su Muqiao, 13 years old."

"Si Niannian, 11 years old."

Several seniors and seniors finally raised their heads.

"You're not very old, you all passed the exam and skipped grades?" When the two seniors saw the looks of Si Niannian and Su Muqiao, their eyes lit up.

Especially Su Muqiao, who is immortal, has a bit of coldness, and has a well-developed figure, which is more attractive to boys.

As for the other one... it's good looking, like a doll, but it's too cute and too small.

"Swipe your ID card." Senior Sister pointed to the instrument next to her.

The three took out their ID cards, and after brushing them, their respective merit points and their current cultivation level were displayed on the instrument.

"Si Niannian, Guan Bao, the first class of high school, Su Muqiao, the third class of high school, now take your things and go to their respective classes, the instructor will organize you to go to the military training site later."

"Jojo, we're about to separate." After walking out of the registration area, Guan Bao's chubby face collapsed, and his feigned sadness looked very funny.