Doomsday Pavilion

Leng Han sat firmly on the Diaoyutai inside. After thinking about it, the group of people outside still thought it was the most interesting to squat on this crab and listen to the "love tutorial".

——Don't beep, if you have the ability, go in by yourself!

As for pulling Lin Chou out for class...

Haha, let's go to your second uncle. Why do we want to take the big guy to bury you with you?

Even Shen Daru didn't mention this, this idea is too bold.

Poor Young Master Sagong complained so much, as if he had been taken out of his bones.

At the end of the co-authoring, the only meaning of teacher Shen's class is to straighten me?

Bah, baah!

What nonsense is this boy talking about!

At this time, Zhao Ziyu moved a large melon and sat next to Sikong in a proper manner, took out the notebook and opened it, looking at Shen Daru with embarrassing eyes.

With such a well-behaved appearance, it was almost impossible to write the words "I am a good student" on his forehead.

Everyone:...

Hey hey, Master Xiao Zhao, is it too prescient to listen to this kind of course at your age?

Zhao Ziyu smiled with the same salty voice,

"My grandfather said that there is a big problem with the scope of my friendship, and the chances of holding the torch in this way are far greater than those on the grassland like Shanye, so..."

In a word, let two people explode in place.

Huang Dashan: "It was easy to get a watch in the past!"

Sikong is normal,

"What is a big problem with the range of friends? We provoke you. It makes no sense to knock over a boat with one shot. You think that everyone has no sex like Lin Chou and goes to the kitchen to face the stove without sleeping in the morning. Crazy output of pits and pans?"

"you!"

"I'm sorry you don't have this."

"poor child."

Zhao Ziyu spread his hands and looked at Sikong.

"You see."

Sikong held his chest in his hand,

"Don't stop me, I want to cut my robes from you!"

Huang Dashan prompted,

"Sleeves, cut off the sleeves."

Everyone laughed and said nothing.

Nothing wrong, from now on, Master Sikong, you can only break your sleeves now.

Sikong: "???"

"Actually, I have thought about it myself. It seems that there is a problem," Zhao Ziyu said with his fingers. "Look, there are not many people I regard as friends. The first one must be Brother Sikong, emmmm of course. I personally believe that you will not come out."

(Sikong is very pleased to hear this.)

"But in terms of your physique, Brother Sagong, if you don't insist on'worshiping fire' but'baitang', it is estimated that we will soon be able to communicate only by burning paper for you..."

Sikong almost spit out his old blood, and I have to join the Holy Fire in my life-wait, what do you mean by that I don't even have the ability to xxx?

"My son is fighting with you!!"

"Young Master Sikong calm down, please calm down!"

"The qi hurts the kidney..."

Everyone finally held up Sikong, Zhao Ziyu sat on the wax road,

"Then Qingyu sister--you know, there are probably tens of thousands of people in Mingguang who want to get rid of father-in-law first and then hurry up!"

Everyone nodded,

"Yes, yes, there is nothing wrong with this, crazy demon-level father-in-law."

Huang Dashan added steadily,

"Who would dare to be first in the second place, Mr. Wen?"

"..."

Just listen to this level of gossip, and no one will be stupid enough to discuss it.

Zhao Ziyu lowered his voice and said,

"My sister and Brother Sorrow..."

Then point to the inside,

"According to Brother Sorrow's slow progress bar, it is estimated that both my sister and my sister need to be able to pull her hands before she is thirty-five years old. It takes a dangerous adventure like Titanic."

The rest of the people didn’t understand, so Sikong, who was held up in the air, wailed his mouth.

"Finally there is something to say."

Zhao Ziyu continued to break his fingers,

"Our second master, from the point of view of a friend, don't get me wrong, my second master and I have a good relationship with each other. We call our second master privately, huh!"

"Don't want the one who is prestigious outside. In fact, he's getting old and miserable. When he drinks too much, he goes into my room and cries when he holds my pillow. He scolds and says that a King Kong thinks about his ass. One night, there is no way to marry a wife."

Everyone: Fuck!

In a blink of an eye, Zhao Ziyu found that his notebook had been robbed.

Huang Dashan wrote down solemnly in his notebook: On a certain year, certain month, and certain day, Zhao Ziyu's young master actually hammered Zhao Erye's tendency, and visually observed that Xingxing sister was about to succeed.

Zhao Ziyu didn't see what Shan Ye was writing, and said,

"Then, it's Lord Shan, good friend~"

Shan Ye gave Zhao Ziyu a heart-warming look with a triumphant expression.

——Small, we are the one who drags the family, and it’s been a long time for you to mention your finger!

Zhao Ziyu's conversation turned,

"Hi, but Lord Shan is already married, so this can't be counted. It's okay to equate."

This time it was Shan Ye's turn that his notebook was robbed.

I don't know when Sikong was put down and what was written in his notebook enthusiastically.

"After that, Sister Jiang Nv." Zhao Ziyu sighed like a little adult, "Is more naive than me, let's wait until she grows up, and that can't be counted."

After counting for a long time, Zhao Ziyu blinked innocently and said sadly.

"Look, no friends around me have girlfriends, you said, why do I have it myself?"

"I'm very loyal, friends or girlfriends have to choose a stand, it hurts."

Everyone said that if you, Master Ziyu, were sung in the same tone as a singer's girlfriend died before the cataclysm was born, the sad atmosphere would be more satisfying.

Zhao Ziyu took back his notebook,

"So my grandfather let me come, otherwise I can only go to retreat with him, and then I will really die!"

Huang Dashan patted Zhao Ziyu,

"Poor baby, gai (huo)."

After a long time, Sikong finally said to Shen Daru with a sense of unwillingness (mainly not dragging the culprit into the water) and having to admit his life.

"Go ahead, start early and end early..."

Shen Daru shook his head very seriously.

"Master Sikong, please wait, there is still one student who is not present."

Now Si Kong was stunned.

"The person you are waiting for is not Zhao Ziyu? Who is that?"

Shen Daru said,

"I didn't know in advance that Young Master Ziyu would also come-and Lieutenant General Leng was with him. For this reason, I somehow lost a student, and I am very heartbroken!"

He sold it off,

"Guess, who will be the last student?"

There is no sense of mystery in this tone and expression.

It made Huang Dashan want to carve "Surprise, not surprise, surprise, not surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise. Unexpected, but I still want to tell you this surprise and unexpected news. "Wait and so on. It’s best to let Shui force San Mou to write a paper engraved on it-all in traditional Chinese-if the education level is up to the standard, Xiao Zhuan can't be considered. .

"Puff~"

Weird and familiar voice.

An arm rolled to the feet of Shen Dalu, two gray mist condensed fingers protruding from the sleeves to prop up the arm flexibly, ran back to the original owner, and automatically connected it.

"Sorry, Teacher Shen, the class has already started? There was a traffic jam. I just had to Apparate to the abyss before I came back."

The warlock took out a notebook from his sleeve and complained,

"This group of virtual beasts use space doors too frequently and too unstable. They are simply used to pollute the sanitary environment of the space passages. It's really annoying - so many students, I'm sorry to keep everyone waiting."

Everyone took three steps back neatly, giving up a large area full of crab corpses.

Even in a magical place like Yanhuishan where even the uncle warlock's natal skills would fail, it did not prevent everyone's desire to survive to maintain the wall crack as it should.

Sikong's mouth twitched,

"Master Warlock, are you here to attend the class... Who is so bold to force you to do this kind of thing?"

"(▽)" Uncle Warlock’s emoticon was re-launched, “No, I asked to come over to listen after I heard about it. I just feel that the complex emotions of pure material creatures have improved the fit between me and the material plane. Very helpful-I was actually practicing to fit a new mount recently, and I encountered a little problem. This should be an opportunity. After all, knowledge changes destiny-and my luck has been very good recently, and my intuition is very accurate-nah , The phantom shift error was completely an accident just now. It’s normal to get motion sickness after reversing so many times, right?"

Shen Dalu's face was full of dignity and decent,

"If you see it, this is the knowledge that you dismissed, but you don't know that your dismissiveness will always be something...the species can't ask for it!"

The warlock pointed to Shen Daru,

"Teacher, I think you have the suspicion of racial discrimination-but your point of view is indeed correct. Emotions are always something that the spirit body must learn the first time, although it is difficult."

I don't understand what you are talking about!

——But I must install this beep, and install it perfectly.

Shen Daru maintained a profound smile and nodded kindly.

Everyone looked at each other, unable to complain.

Sikong closed his eyes in pain,

"Can you start the lecture?"

"So good, let's start today's first lesson: the definition of love!"

"'Being belonging, not being able to serve, being in love with virtue, but feeling hateful'-love is the performance of two people admiring each other. It has different definitions in different times. The modern definition is that two people regardless of gender are based on certain conditions and common The life ideal of love, the most sincere admiration for each other formed in their hearts, and the desire for each other to become the strongest, most stable, and most dedicated feelings of their lifelong partners..."

In less than two minutes, this course, which had a repeat check rate of over 98% before the cataclysm, catalyzed a few poor children into sleepiness.

Sikong touched a crab tongs from Song Qingyun's plate, put it in his mouth, and nodded while yawning.

Zhao Ziyu has evolved from a dazed look to a frightened look-Niang Lie, this young master won't want to listen to Baidu Encyclopedia for N class hours, right?

Only the warlock listened with relish, and from time to time he used the scarlet ghost fire in the deep hood to look at Shen Daru with understanding, and made a gentle laughter of "".

Often at this time, Teacher Shen will get goose bumps with this knowing smile, and it takes at least ten seconds to pause to remember what he should say next, and ten seconds to remember what he said before.

Half an hour later, Lin Chou poked his head out of the store with a pan,

"Oh, why are so many people suddenly!"

Everyone:...

"Forget it, how do you feel?"

Sikong was blank with both eyes, and smacked the crab claws in his mouth.

"The taste is okay, but it's too spicy."

Lin Chou happily said,

"Who asked you about crabs, I was talking about how you listened in class, and it's not good for you to eat crabs in the morning."

Shen Daru, who was hanging aside, rose in anger, knocking on the small blackboard borrowed from Lin Chou's house.

"Pay attention to your learning attitude! I still have to change back to Master Qing Yu to teach you personally? Are you happy?!"

Song Qingyun followed,

"That's right, it's okay to use a skin, but tens of thousands of dollars is definitely not!"

How can such a solemn moment be missing from Lord Shan,

"I have a leather bag, not very bag, but very leather."

Shen Daru is now in possession of an angry god, and his master's majesty is full.

"Tell you, there are Master Sagong Yu and Master Qing Yu behind me... and Master Zhao! I will take the test immediately after the class is over today, and those who fail will deduct credits! Those who fail to meet the score after the class is over will be retaken! You have failed my expectations, and I have failed the trust of Master Qing Yu, Master Sagong Yu, Master Zhao! I! Shen Daru! Don't be a dishonest person!"

Zhao Ziyu and Sikong shivered under their lust.

Huang Dashan was filled with indignation,

"That's it, do you know why the leather bag is so long? It's not because you have lived up to its expectations!!"

Lin Chou: "..."

Sikong: "..."

Zhao Ziyu "..."

Shen Daru: "..."

The crab shell sprayed all over the floor, and the few guys in the audience rolled around with a very unscrupulous smile.

Shen Daru was almost killed on the spot.

"You, you...you...the old man is ashamed to wait for you!"

Just talk about it, Shen Daru didn't have the courage to really annoy the rammer in front of him.

Xiucai meets soldiers.

Thanks to the old days in his hands, the scene of his own age brushing the car for this cargo is still vivid.

However, Shen Daru immediately decided to check the materials for three days and three nights after returning. The seven and a half libraries now have secondary authority. They must check all the information about love, no, about feelings before the catastrophe. Coming out, it turned into the thickest textbook ever-Sikong, the closed disciple, was accepted!

Haha, how can a mere 18 hours be enough for such a life-changing class?

"Continue to class! Well, where did I just talk..."

"Skin it..."

"To shut up!"

Lin Chou was happily watching, and kept winking at Sikong.

See, this is the fate of offending this handsome!

A slender hand suddenly pressed Lin Chou's shoulder and pulled him back.

"My meal."

"Oh oh..."

Lin Chou frankly returned to the kitchen with the pan.

Then, Leng Han secretly glanced at the kitchen door for several times, and moved quietly to the old position by the window where she often sat.

——Yeah, Comrade Aleng is actually a very nostalgic person.

Leng Han put his hands on his chin, looked at the ham and bacon swaying in the wind above the window, and tilted his ear slightly.