Fang Fuzi gasped in anger. He pointed at the students next to him, wanting to say that everyone was more qualified than her, but seeing Yueyue's ferocity, everyone he pointed out ducked away, and some even directly Squat down.

He used his actions to show that he didn’t want to be named by him, mainly because they couldn’t defeat him!It was really embarrassing to be beaten down by a child in front of so many people.

Master Fang was still looking for someone who could save face for him, but for a moment no one was standing still, except for the other two Fool and the Fool's spirit beast.

Eunuch Guo glanced at Master Fang disappointedly, very dissatisfied with his ability.

Master Fang's head felt hot when he saw him, so he broke away from the other masters who were holding him down and rushed forward to do it himself.

Working for the second princess, even if she has to bear the infamy, is worth it. When she takes over the Beast Control Academy, she won't stay here every day, and she will definitely appoint another dean.

Will his opportunity come then?

The position of the dean of Yulingyuan can bring him unlimited benefits and benefits.

Just then, a deep and old voice came from behind, "Stop it."

Dean Heng was very old. He took one step at a time, as if he was about to lie down on the spot, but he walked up to the stage firmly.

As soon as Eunuch Guo and Master Fang saw Dean Heng coming, they knew that this matter would not be accomplished today.

No matter how old or weak he is, as long as he is still in office, he has the final say in this beast-controlling courtyard.

Who allowed him to cultivate too many talents in his life? Civil servants in the court, soldiers guarding the border, too many people were his students.

If they dare to disrespect him, they will be overwhelmed by the impeachment scandal.

Master Fang became honest, and so did Eunuch Guo. He gave Master Fang a final complaining look, waved his sleeves and excused himself, but he cursed bitterly in his heart, why is this old dean not dead yet!

Dean Heng understood why the dispute arose, and he only asked Yueyue two questions.

"Child, are you hungry? Do you know how to eat?"

Yueyue: "...I know."

"It's dark that day, do you know if you can go back to your room and sleep?"

Yueyue:( ̄ー ̄)

"……Know."

"Okay, good boy, can eat and sleep, not bad."

"Dean!"

Fang Fuzi was still unwilling to give in, "What does it matter if she can eat and sleep! We are not a place to take care of children! Moreover, she has a bad temper, a sharp temper, and hurts people at will. How can such a person enter our Yulingyuan! "

The dean looked at him deeply with his cloudy but still deep eyes, "If she can only eat and sleep, of course it will be of no use, but she can still fight. She can fight better than all the students today."

"What's wrong with being grumpy and sharp-tempered? It's enough for her to fight this! Don't forget the original intention of establishing our Spirit Controlling Institute. We train spirit masters to resist the demons. The demons will not be affected by our human race. If he has a gentle temper and a good temper, he will not kill us."

"Yulingyuan exists to cultivate warriors who can kill demons. It was, is, and will be in the future. The world has forgotten how terrifying the demons are. We cannot forget it, let alone treat it as a place for the benefit of future generations. "

Dean Heng's voice was firm and powerful, but his too slow speaking speed seemed to tell others that his body was really aging.

After hearing this, Master Fang cursed in his heart, Demons are demons again!The demons have disappeared for almost a thousand years!Those cowards have been hiding in no corners for a long time, but this old antique is still talking about the demons again and again!

No wonder the second prince and concubine hoped that he would die soon, otherwise he would not know how many things would be delayed!

He was cursing in his heart, but due to Dean Heng's authority, he didn't dare to show it on his face, so he could only lower his eyebrows and show the top of his head.

The matter of Yueyue's enrollment was finalized, and even the potted classmates and the brawny classmates were no longer in trouble.

Dean Heng used his big dry hands to rub Yueyue's head, then turned and left.

The sun was getting late with him, and he walked towards the setting sun, as if he was walking into the darkness.

One step at a time, extremely slow.

Yueyue stared at his back for a long time, and finally called Xingxiao to chase him away.

She wanted Xingxiao to return to his original form, but she was afraid that he would be exposed, so in the end she and her classmate Zhuanghan simply borrowed the Flying Wild Boar.

The brawny classmate hesitated for a moment, looked at the dean's back and nodded.

Yueyue rode on the big flying wild boar and chased after the dean, "Grandpa dean! Grandpa dean! I'll ride the pig to take you back!"

Dean Heng:......

"Actually, it's not necessary...eh?!"

Before he could finish his words, he felt his arms leap into the air, and when he regained consciousness, he was already flying away on the big flying boar.

Dean Heng silently chose to cover his face while getting off the pig and calling for help.

As long as others can't see his face, they won't know who the conspicuous guy riding a pig is today!

Right, that is it!

But he didn't notice that his white hair was flying in the air.

The next day, the news about the dean riding a pig spread in Yulingyuan.

Dean Heng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He stroked the sleeping old turtle beside him and said, "Old man, old man, if you don't wake up, I will really have to ride a wild boar out every day."

The huge old turtle was motionless, as if it had become a soulless statue.

Dean Heng sighed sadly, and was about to feel sad when he heard a knock on the door.

The person who came was the steward of the kitchen. He looked at it with a look of embarrassment and a bit of disbelief. He wanted to ask Dean Heng to go to the dining hall and take a look.

Dean Heng didn't know why, so he followed the steward to the dining hall. He saw a dining table piled full of food, like a hill, blocking the people behind the table, revealing only the face of a handsome and surly young man with a bag on his head. The two black ears showed that he was an incarnated spiritual beast. The young man squinted his eyes in contentment while eating, showing his enjoyment.

Dean Heng recognized that this was the spirit beast of the child yesterday, and even more recognized that it was not some slant-eyed, bald black cat.

He has lived for nearly a thousand years, and there are very few people or things in this world that can be hidden from his eyes and ears.

I had some suspicions at first, but at this moment, the identity of the young man was completely clear.

Monster beasts are uniquely endowed with cultivation, and some high-level monster beasts are born with the power of blood.

The higher the level, the more powerful the bloodline is, and the greater the energy required for growth.

It's just that there are very few high-level monsters who are reduced to using food to fill their food. They have an extraordinary status, and most of them use heavenly spirits and earthly treasures to absorb nourishment. Therefore, few people know that high-level monsters are not nourished by heavenly spirits and earthly treasures. A mess.

Unexpectedly, the son of the Demon King actually appeared here...

Dean Heng sighed and walked over slowly, "Why are you yourself? Where is your master?"

"Oh! You're talking about my eldest brother!"

Xingxiao didn't know that his identity had been revealed, so he pointed to the side, "Isn't this what it is?"

Dean Heng walked around the dining table and took a look, oh, it turns out that she was here, blocked by the food, not even the top of her head was exposed.

Yueyue held milk in one hand and a carrot in the other, her cheeks stuffed full. She saw the dean coming and rolled her eyes, "Grandpa dean!"

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