The Beginning of Douluo I am a little beggar

"Brother, can you play?" Na'er looked at Leng Mohan with her watery purple eyes.

Leng Mohan looked at the Chen Qing in his hand and sighed. Because of Lan Wangji's memory, Leng Mohan felt inexplicably nostalgic for the flute.

Leng Mohan held the flute in front of his mouth and played the tune he learned in his previous life.

The sound of the flute is melodious and free. If you listen carefully, you will hear that it contains a kind of longing and admiration.Leng Mohan admired Wei Wuxian, envied him for being so free and easy, envied him for being unrestrained.

At this moment, Leng Mohan's eyes were as gentle as water, just like a broken flower that can make ripples of surprise.

Na'er looked at Leng Mohan and thought he looked like an immortal, under the moonlight.

Leng Mohan's body was covered with frosty moonlight, like an immortal falling into the mortal world.

"Okay, Na'er, go to sleep!" Leng Mohan didn't know when to put down his plea.

Leng Mohan was like raindrops, causing ripples on Na'er's heart.

"Well! Brother, go to bed early too!" Na'er took one last look at Leng Mohan and closed her eyes.

""Wangxian"" Leng Mohan looked at the Chen Qing in his hand, feeling somewhat inexplicably envious of Lan Wangji.

[Mo Han, you go to school tomorrow! 】

"Oh, I got it!" Leng Mohan slowly lay down and closed his eyes.

"What? Go to school? Do I need to go to school too?" Leng Mohan suddenly reacted.

【What are you surprised about?hurry up! 】

"Okay!" Leng Mohan fell asleep (so sloppy)

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"Na'er, here you go!" Leng Mohan was afraid that Na'er would be sad and lonely if he left.

He bought her some rabbits. I don't know if it was because of Lan Wangji, but Leng Mohan also liked rabbits very much.

Today is the day of admission. Leng Mohan will officially enter Hongshan College, and he will also be in the soul master class, starting his study career for at least the next nine years.Leng Mohan had 1 wishes in his heart!

Leng Mohan walked to the classroom and sat down quietly, because Lan Wangji's character just didn't want to talk much.

A teacher walked up to the podium and said, "Hello everyone, I am your class teacher Lin Ximeng. In the next three years, I will teach you the basic knowledge about soul masters. Now, please introduce yourself first and introduce yourself. Your name, martial soul, and innate soul power level."

"I don't know who is the son of destiny in this era!" Leng Mohan beeped silently in his heart.

【He is the son of luck】

"Whatever," Leng Mohan listened as others introduced themselves.

When Leng Mohan was at the same table.

"My name is Tang Wulin, my martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, and my soul power is level three."

When Lin Ximeng heard Tang Wulin introduce that his martial spirit was Blue Silver Grass, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, and the other students burst into laughter together.

Tang Wulin's face turned red, and he seemed to be holding a fire in his heart.

Leng Mohan stood up after hearing this: "Leng Mohan, Bichen Sword, Level [-]" (Level [-])

Lin Ximeng's demeanor quickly returned to normal, and said with a smile: "Today is your first day of class. The teacher will first explain to you the classification of martial arts, and guide you in preliminary meditation in the afternoon. Meditation is to exercise and enhance your soul power. The only way to become a real soul master, you have to work hard."

This is a nightmare for Leng Mohan, who has a photographic memory, because he wants to sleep but Lan Wangji has never fallen asleep during class.

Leng Mohan had no choice but to listen to the lecture carefully and "consolidate it."

Tang Wulin turned his head and looked at Leng Mohan curiously. From this position, he could just see Leng Mohan's side face.Her eyelashes are long and slender, and she is extremely handsome and elegant. She sits extremely upright and looks straight ahead.

When he walked out of Hongshan College, Leng Mohan was filled with joy. "School is finally over!"

Leng Mohan originally had good talent, but with Lan Wangji's talent, he could be described as a genius.

[Handstand for two hours]

"Okay, okay, stand on your head in a minute!" Leng Mohan thought in his mind.

Leng Mohan came home and opened the door with the food he bought.

"Brother! You're back!" Leng Mohan looked at Na'er who rushed forward, and helplessly took Na'er off his waist.

"Na'er, you wait first." Leng Mohan walked to the kitchen and said to Na'er who was following behind.

"Well!" Na'er hugged the little rabbit and sat on the sofa.

"Egg soup!" Leng Mohan thought about what his family gave him on the second day of the Lunar New Year.

Leng Mohan carried two bowls of egg soup to the dining table and served them to Na'er, who was already extremely hungry.

Leng Mohan drank the egg soup with a big gulp. After a while, Leng Mohan finished it.

"Brother, isn't it hot?" Na'er touched the hot bowl and looked at Leng Mohan with confusion.

"It's okay, I'll go back to the bedroom first!" Leng Mohan wiped his mouth with paper and got up and walked to the bedroom.

"Handstand timer!" Leng Mohan can now stand on his head without leaning against the wall.

【Very adaptable! 】

"Of course." Leng Mohan was a little proud, but thinking that this was Lan Wangji's talent, he felt a little envious.