Fishing for the black shadow mask, start off with the succubus

"Anxin, haven't you watched anime? Generally, the transfer students are the most powerful." Lin Yan said lightly.

There were several black lines on Mo Baichuan's forehead.

Lin Yan looked around, then looked at the table, and said with a half-smile, "Principal, why didn't you cultivate your sentiment today?"

Mo Baichuan's face immediately darkened.

"What nonsense are you talking about, I can't understand the old man."

[Negative value from Mo Baichuan +1200! 】

Lin Yan shook his head and sighed, and said regretfully:

"Oh, unfortunately, I recently found a very beautiful book that can greatly cultivate my sentiments. I originally wanted to give it to you, but it seems that you don't need it now."

Mo Baichuan's eyes lit up instantly, "Really? Where is it? Did you bring it?"

Then he seemed to feel that he was overreacting again, so he looked serious again, and said lightly: "It's good that you have this kind of heart, show it to me."

Lin Yan blinked: "I was in a hurry to go out today, so I forgot to take it out. I will definitely do it next time."

Mo Baichuan's eyes dimmed again in an instant, very fast.

"Go, go, what did you say, make fun of the old man."

Mo Baichuan waved his hand impatiently.

[Negative value from Mo Baichuan +1111! 】

Fang Yu stared blankly from behind, completely unaware of what his boss and the legendary Principal Mo were talking about. ． ． ． ． ．

Is this the world of big bosses?It's so unpredictable. ． ． ． ． ．

Could it be that the book that cultivates one's sentiments is the secret book of cultivation?

Fang Yu was full of curiosity.

Lin Yan shrugged and sat down on the principal's office chair.

"Let me borrow the awakening crystal to awaken this young man named Fang Yu."

Mo Baichuan looked at Fang Yu curiously, and the depths of his pupils lighted up slightly again.

Fang Yu lowered his head with a very respectful attitude, not daring to look at Mo Baichuan.

It is extremely rare for him to be able to maintain this appearance. You must know that this Mo Baichuan is a legend in Lin'an City, and his prestige is not inferior to Wu Di.

After a long time, Fang Yu had been stared at until Mo Baichuan said:

"You can go directly to Director Liu and just say what I said."

Lin Yan stood up, nodded and said, "Okay."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left with Fang Yu, and walked out of the office.

Mo Baichuan said anxiously behind him: "Hey Lin boy, remember to bring me that book next time you come over!"

"Understood, don't worry, I will bring it for you." Lin Yan said without turning his head.

Chapter 94

After Lin Yan and Fang Yu disappeared.

Mo Baichuan stretched out his hand, gently stroked the thinning hair on the top of his head, and muttered to himself: "That little guy looks really good, it's interesting..."

suddenly,

He scratched his head, his expression shocked: "No, that kid's aura just now... seems to be at the third level?"

Mo Baichuan's shock only lasted for a moment, and then calmed down.

"It may be unbelievable to others, but it seems to be a trivial matter to him. I am too surprised..."

Mo Baichuan shook his head and smiled.

This is a guy who can single-handedly challenge the Black Demon Hall to kill him at the first level, make a big crack in the dimension, and kill countless powerful monster clans.

Mo Baichuan had carefully investigated the Wanyao Mountain Range, and was very clear about the cause of the monster's death.

Because the wounds of those monsters were exactly the same as the wounds he inflicted on the Black Demon Hall when he saw Lin Yan summon those strange soldiers that night.

Mo Baichuan knew that the Wanyao Mountain Range was definitely not something Chen Xuangan could resist alone.

Among them, the boy who looked the most harmless to humans and animals must have done something unexpected.

"Hey, today's young people are really getting better and better, and they are expected to retire in the future." Mo Baichuan said leisurely.

He turned around slowly, ready to go back to the office, and began to cultivate his sentiments.

However, a gust of wind blew, and a strand of hair swayed leisurely, floating in front of his eyes.

Mo Baichuan stopped immediately.

An extremely terrifying thought welled up in his heart.

He swallowed and touched his head tentatively.

"Fall again!?"

"Why every time I see that brat Lin Yan, I lose a hair! Is he my hair killer?!"

Mo Baichuan held his own hair in his hands, feeling so distraught that he couldn't bear to live.

[Negative value from Mo Baichuan +5000! 】

. . . . . . . . .

On the campus road, the fog had cleared.

A golden sun hung high in the sky, and tiny flashes of light hung in the air like a brilliant rainbow.

Lin Yan paused.

"What's the matter, boss?" Fang Yu asked curiously.

Lin Yan's expression was a little strange: "It's nothing, I think of something happy."

"Happy?" Fang Yu looked blank.

Lin Yan blinked, slightly lost in thought.

There must be some treasure on Principal Mo's body, but he didn't find it.

It's terrifying to be able to cut five thousand at a time every time.

Be sure to chat with him for a while next time.

"Boss, Principal Mo's office is so plain, it's not at all what I imagined." Fang Yu said suddenly.

Lin Yan came back to his senses, and smiled lightly when he heard the words: "Principal Mo, I heard that he didn't have an office at first, and the vice-principal handled everything from receiving foreign guests to handling affairs, but later he fell in love with cultivating his sentiments. That's why a separate room is needed."

Fang Yu nodded silently: "Principal Mo is indeed a legendary figure in Lin'an City. He is informal and approachable."

"Let's go, let's meet that Director Liu."

Lin Yan continued to walk forward, his tone was quite joking, and a trace of coldness flashed in the depths of his eyes.

This old bastard is quite patient, and he hasn't exposed a single flaw for so long.

"Okay." Fang Yu didn't understand, but followed Lin Yan trustingly.

Through the Black Shadow Corps, Lin Yan could directly confirm Liu Dingfeng's location.

He is not in the office now, but in class.

Coincidentally, the class that is currently in class is Lin Yan's class. ． ． ． ． ． ． ．

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"Click here now."

Liu Dingfeng stood in front of the podium, looked at the audience expressionlessly, and said in a cold voice.

"It's over, it's over, it's over now..."

Mu Xiaoxiao looked at the vacant seat beside her, put her hands together, and whispered to herself with a worried face.

"Lin Yan is really a guy, don't you know that Liu Laomo has a class today...how dare you be late..."

Mu Xiaoxin was very anxious.

There is only one class a week, and it is recognized as the most difficult class.

Because this class is the class of the teaching director Liu Dingfeng.

No one is allowed to be late in his class.

Many students in the front row looked back, gloating in their eyes.

They didn't know that Lin Yan had already qualified for the training camp of the Demon Hunt Squad.

That level is completely inaccessible to them now.

Mo Baichuan was even too lazy to publicize it, so no one knows about it yet.

Human nature is ugly, and schadenfreude is the root of human nature.

People don't want to see others live better than themselves, others are better than themselves, and they all want to see the former geniuses reduced to mortals.

Now that Lin Yan was late for Laomo Liu's class, it was a welcome thing for them.

Perhaps Mu Xiaoxiao is the only one who cares. ． ． ． ．

Liu Dingfeng looked around and paused for a moment in the seat next to Mu Xiaoxiao, with an imperceptible cold smile on his mouth.

He couldn't be more familiar with that position.

He was worried that there was no way to suppress this genius, and when he saw the opportunity, he had already sent it.

As long as this reason is used, it may be possible to create some negative news that is not good for Lin Yan.

As long as the mental state of this genius can be affected, it will naturally be difficult to improve his strength.

It will be easier to deal with in the future.

Liu Dingfeng was slightly excited.

The cold color in the depths of the eyes became more intense.

'Everything is for the Black Devil Hall. '

Liu Dingfeng said silently in his heart.

He flipped through the roster.

Start calling names.

Mu Xiaoxiao pursed her mouth, anxious.

She mustered up her courage, secretly took out her mobile phone, and was about to send Lin Yan a message.

At this time,

"Mu Xiaoxiao!"

A cold shout on the podium shocked Mu Xiaoxin.

With a flick of the wrist, the phone fell directly to the ground. ． ． ． ．

"Here!" Mu Xiaoxiao stood up and shouted nervously, stepping on the phone with her little leather shoes, trying to pretend that nothing happened.

A cold smile appeared on the corner of Liu Dingfeng's mouth.

He stepped off the podium.

Slowly walk towards Mu Xiaoxiao.

Mu Xiaoxiaobai's tender calf trembled slightly, and the huge pressure made her feel like a thorn in her back.

It will be even worse if he finds himself playing with his mobile phone in class. ． ．

Mu Xiaoxin was gloomy, and even felt a little hopeless.

Because Liu Laomo doesn't allow anyone to play with mobile phones in his class. If it is serious, he may be called a parent and drop out of school. At that time, everything will be over. ． ．

Mu Xiaoxiao gripped the hem of the skirt nervously, as if waiting for a trial.