Chapter 238 Is It Big Heart or Lack of Brain

Fang Yao shot angrily, and a familiar profound energy struck, instantly shaking the two of them away.

"Nonsense! Didn't your master tell you that the disciples of Lun Dao Academy are not allowed to fight in private!?"

In the roar of anger, Beihai Shield stood tall.

He also saw Ling Luoyu at that moment, but swept away pretending to be ignorant.

"Wen Liu, Leng Huanyu, as fourth-class black-robed disciples, you dare to openly cause trouble and fight with weapons. After you go back, cancel this year's promotion assessment!!"

Leng Huanyu was furious and roared angrily: "Master Bei, I must settle this account with him!"

North teacher?

Ling Luoyu raised her eyebrows slightly, with the eighth level of Beihai Shield Profound God, she was only a teacher at Luandao Academy.

The teachers of Luandao Academy are divided into four grades.

Below this, there are elders in the platoon, followed by respecting teachers, training teachers, and teaching teachers.

Students are divided into two types: outer disciples and inner disciples.

Outer sect disciples are divided into six grades according to the assessment of ability, the first-level brown robe, the second-level yellow robe, the third-level green robe, the fourth-level black robe, the fifth-level red robe, and the sixth-level white robe.

Inner disciples are also commonly known as elite disciples, and most of them are the proud disciples of the elders.

With the eighth-level cultivation of the Xuanshen, it is only the same level as a teacher, so what kind of cultivation must other teachers have.

And what kind of cultivation does the supreme lord have? !

Beihaidun frowned, ignoring Leng Huanyu's roar.

"You want to settle the account? Okay, come with me..."

Involuntarily, he pinched the back of Leng Huanyu's neck with one hand and pinched it away.

Leng Huanyu's whole body seemed to be restrained, he didn't dare to struggle at all, he could only drag him away.

Seeing him leave, Wen Liu let out a helpless sigh of relief.

He looked around, and his eyes fell on Ling Luoyu: "Little brother, are you alright?"

Ling Luoyu picked up the biscuits on the ground and patted off the dust: "I've run out of food, do you think you're okay?"

Onew: "..."

My own life is almost gone, and I still care about food!

I really don't know if the heart is big enough, or the brain is a little lacking! !

But seeing Ling Luoyu like that, he couldn't bear to scare her, and immediately took out a silver coin from his body and handed it over.

"Buy something to eat!"

Without waiting for Ling Luoyu to take it, he shoved it into her hands and went to help other vegetable vendors.

Looking at his busy back, Ling Luoyu's eyes fell on the silver coin, and the corners of his lips twitched.

"Looks like he's a good guy..."

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The time for the admissions assessment is approaching, and there are first-class brown-robed disciples who are full-time at the foot of Mount Kuo to welcome new students.

They are the lowest-level students of Lun Dao Academy, and they are naturally doing this kind of chores.

Under the shaded shed, two brown-robed disciples were looking impatiently at the person in front of them.

"Where's your waist card?"

This person was Du Kongli, who had been stolen by Ling Luoyu with the fragments of the black cauldron, and he was groping on himself with sweat profusely.

"Well... I deliberately pretended to be when I went out..."

"Then take it out!"

"Am I not looking for it?"

As he spoke, he handed things such as letterheads and clothing badges to the two of them.

"Look, everything else is there, that is, the waist card is gone..."

The queues behind were impatient.

"Brother, you have been looking for a long time and can't find it, why don't you let the people behind you come first?!"

Du Kongli was at a loss and did not dare to stand still, so he could only take a step back while holding something.

"Why not?!"

Muttering, he glanced at random, and suddenly met a pair of smiling eyes.

A roar~~Ask for a ticket~~~