, People advocate distorting the truth, put on a white robe, and seek boundless rights and interests for themselves. "

Mu Wu sighed, with a sad tone: "But who knows, black and white should be one, mutual generation and mutual restraint, and can also be endless."

"Don't hate the black robe you're wearing," he said. "Long ago, black was also admired."

After finishing speaking, Teacher Muwu broke away from the heavy history again. He smiled kindly, and said to the students who were fascinated by listening: "Okay, this lesson will end here. If the children still want to listen to the old man's lecture, Come to class ten again in the afternoon."

Hearing this, Luo Yan said with doubts: "Isn't this afternoon a general knowledge class?"

"Yeah." Yuan Que was in high spirits at this time, as if he was about to try a poison, "Physical arts class in the afternoon, we're going to fight again! I have to exercise my muscles and bones!"

"That…"

Luo Gan looked at Teacher Muwu, the meaning behind it was self-explanatory.But Teacher Muwu still smiled, and even stroked his beard.

He said: "The gymnastics class is also an old man."

Before they could respond, Teacher Muwu added slowly: "Not only that, but the skills of using Yunli, basic escape techniques, and even extracurricular activities are all taught by this old man."

"Tsk..."

When Yuan Que heard this, he showed displeasure: "Is Principal Zhen only willing to assign one teacher to Class Ten?"

"Hehe..." Teacher Muwu smiled but said nothing, Bai Lang still said: "But such an intensive class, teacher, are you physically able to take it?"

Hearing Bai Lang's question, Yuan Que raised his eyes and looked over, but what he said was not very nice: "That's right, you're an old bone, don't put your life here just to teach."

These words were so harsh that Tao Ji, who had been facing Yuan Que all the time, couldn't hold back and said, "Brother... what you said..."

Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by a voice behind her.Yin Que was very dissatisfied when he heard that, and he started to teach Yuan Que directly: "What are you talking about, although the teacher is a little older and looks a little older, but he must live a long life."

Teacher Mu Wu didn't feel offended, but reminded Yin Que with a smile: "The old man is several hundred years old now, and I'm afraid I won't be able to live a long life."

Hearing Teacher Muwu smooth things over, Yuan Que snorted coldly, and said awkwardly: "If your body is weak, walk less and take more tonics."

After finishing speaking, he directly held a bunch of medicine jars and handed them to Teacher Muwu, his tone still dragging two to five to eighty thousand, "Don't worry, no one will die."

"Thank you, Yuan Que." Teacher Mu Wu's right hand was shaking badly, and he wanted to take the medicine jar from Yuan Que.Unexpectedly, Yuan Que directly took two steps back, and said impatiently: "Forget it, my uncle is kind, let me help you carry me back to where you live."

"This…"

After hesitating for a while, Teacher Muwu nodded kindly: "Student Yuan Que is a good boy."

"The old man talks a lot!"

Yuan Que hurriedly avoided Teacher Muwu, almost running away in despair.He sat back beside Bai Lang, Bai Lang vaguely noticed that his ears were a little red.

Strange, strange, really strange.

Yuan Que's reaction today can only be described as once in a century.Otherwise, his younger sister Tao Ji wouldn't have a terrified expression, unable to recover for a long time.

But strange is rare, Bai Lang still remembers that Yuan Que was covered in poison.The antidote he mentioned made Luo Yan's face black and blue, as if he was dying soon.

So after Bai Lang waited for Yuan Que to sit down, he immediately asked, "Is there no poison in the medicine you gave Teacher Muwu?"

"I don't even bother to attack the old man." Yuan Que didn't even look at Bai Lang, but Bai Lang was curious about Yuan Que's change of attitude.

If I remember correctly, Yuan Que's character shouldn't be so normal?

So she ignored Yuan Que's contemptuous gaze, and asked again: "You seem to like this teacher a lot?"

Unexpectedly, Yuan Que asked directly: "Don't you like it?"

"I like it." Bai Lang replied very honestly, "This teacher makes me feel very comfortable."

She said: "You can't possibly like Teacher Muwu for this reason."

"No."

Yuan Que shook his head, eyes contemptuous: "He is the one person I have met for so long who can tell the truth of history."

"I'm not from the Land of Sword Immortals, I'm from the Land of Fu Immortals."

Speaking of this, he laughed at himself: "It's a pity that I don't have rhyme lines on my forehead, which can't prove what I said."

When Bai Lang heard it, he immediately asked: "What is Yunwen?"

It seems that this question is too young, even Luo Yan didn't hold back and said: "The rhyme pattern is the totem on the forehead of the inheritor, and it represents where the inheritor came from."

As she spoke, orange rhyme lines appeared on her forehead.

Unlike the blue rhyme, the orange rhyme is a whole, which looks a bit like a fox's tail.It's just that the tail is split at the end.The only thing that is the same, perhaps, is that this rhyme is also centered to the right.

This is also the second rhyme pattern that Bai Lang saw after coming to Sankong Academy.

The old man of the Shen family and Zhen Shihan had blue rhyme patterns on their heads before.At that time, she didn't want to understand what was the mystery.

Now that Luo Yan told her, she finally understood.

The soil of the sword fairy has blue rhyme patterns, and the soil of the magic fairy has orange rhyme patterns.If there is no guess wrong, then the soil of the Immortal Medicine should be a green rhyme pattern, the soil of the Fuxian should be a purple rhyme pattern, and the soil of the Immortal Guard should be a brown rhyme pattern.

It's just that Bai Lang doesn't understand, since there is already a rhyme that can distinguish the way of inheritance, why is there still a rhyme pattern floating on the forehead?

She was still puzzled, and then heard Yuan Que's next sentence.

Yuan Que said: "The ancestors of our family used to travel around with the King of Darkness. Although the power of the holy emblem became stronger and stronger later, the patriarch still chose him. The stories about the King of Darkness have been passed down from generation to generation. So although I was born in Futu, I There is no rhyme, it's just that I don't believe in this history."

Speaking of this, he glanced at Tao Ji who looked like a quail again, "It's just that there are not many people who are willing to listen to this history."

"Even I thought, I was wrong," he said.

"Mr. Muwu, tell me clearly that everything I firmly believe in is correct."

"The Dark King is not a villain, he is a great hero."

"Our family is not rats living in the gutter. We can only hide around and be abused by others. We have also traveled here and there for this continent and worked hard. We should stand under the heaven and earth and be admired by thousands of people."

作者有话要说:感谢在2021-04-0807:18:48~2021-04-0817:53:20期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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