The devil respects the generation guide, and my sentinel loves brainstorming.

[Written in front: This article has two male protagonists, Shao Xiang. Double strength + double cleanliness + pure sweetness and no cruelty + marriage first, love later + HE + five points of sand sculpture + five points of madness, rogue guide x easily shy sentry (sometimes it’s the other way around, huh)]

Everyone in the Immortal Sect lined up and handed their faces to Ning Zhiyuan one by one. Ning Zhiyuan rewarded each of them with a big competition bag.

"Isn't he Immortal Lord Zhou Yi? Zhou Yi is dying. People hate him as soon as he hears this name."

"Pah!" A forehand slap.

next.

"Immortal Lord Tuesday, you must be in the same group as Monday, I will beat you to death!"

"Pah!" A backhand slap.

When Friday Fairy Lord was drawn, the boy on the bed shook his hand too much and brought himself to the ground.

"Boom!"

The young man opened his eyes angrily: "Who the hell dares to hit me on the head?!"

It turns out to be the Floor Fairy.

Ning Zhiyuan gave up giving the Floor Immortal a big showdown, scratched his hair and got up.

The soul of the former demon king Ning Zhiyuan, who was struck by a thunderbolt, traveled across time and deleted his account and came back again.

After the college entrance examination, Ning Zhiyuan was ready to enter the factory to tighten screws.

As a result, the day before entering the factory, he was divided.

Very good, I am learning again.

There are still 4 years left before I become a migrant worker.

Today is the day when Ning Zhiyuan enters the Guide Academy and takes the class assessment.

The mighty Demon Lord awakens to become a guide instead of a big, powerful sentinel.

Gan!

This fucking world!

"Gulu-lu-bah!"

Ning Zhiyuan spat out the mouthwash and bared his teeth in the mirror.

He has big white teeth, and whoever bites him must be vaccinated!

He changed his clothes and walked out of the room. As expected, he saw his cousin, who was one month older than him, sitting dignifiedly on the sofa.

"I really envy Yuanyuan's good attitude. I was so nervous that I couldn't sleep all night."

Very familiar tea flavor.

It doesn't matter, he is a green tea spirit, his face is innocent, his hands are in his pockets, and he doesn't know what an opponent is.

"Yeah, I thought my cousin's smoky eye makeup turned out to be dark circles. Oh, I really feel sorry for my sister~"

Zhuang Huaiyu restrained herself from taking out a mirror and looked in the mirror. She pouted and said sweetly (viciously): "You must work hard during the class placement assessment and try to be placed in Class 1 with me."

Ning Zhiyuan lowered his voice and said in a serious tone: "Cousin, I'm afraid you don't know, this Class 1..."

Zhuang Huaiyu couldn't help clenching his fists nervously, what happened to Class 1 and Class 1?

"Yuanyuan, come and eat quickly. After dinner, go to the academy with Xiaoyu."

Ning's mother came out of the kitchen with breakfast and asked Zhuang Huaiyu to eat with her.

Ning Zhiyuan sat down at the table and ignored Zhuang Huaiyu's curious eyes.

"Thank you, aunt. I've eaten at home. In the morning, we..." Zhuang Huaiyu glanced at the hard-boiled eggs with soy milk, fried dough sticks and soybean milk on the table, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes: "I like to eat something more advanced."

Mother Ning smiled, picked up her chopsticks and sat at the table to eat.

Ning Zhiyuan slowly took a mouthful of deep-fried dough sticks and a mouthful of soy milk: "Hey, I'm afraid I'm eating too low and not worthy of my cousin's supercar YO."

Ning's mother said with a smile: "Your cousin came here on a shared electric car. The school is not far away and she drives a supercar."

Zhuang Huaiyu squeezed the pendant of his schoolbag tightly, the smile on his face almost unbearable.

Her family's conditions are better than those of Ning's family, but they are far from being able to drive a supercar.

Ning Zhiyuan sighed: "I'm so envious. Electric cars are so high-end, but I can only ride a second-hand bicycle."

"You." Ning's mother nodded her son's head.

This niece always likes to get in front of her son, never asking for favors, and she always gets more and more frustrated.

After finishing his meal slowly, Ning Zhiyuan got on his bicycle and ran away.

"Ning Zhiyuan!"

Zhuang Huaiyu didn't sweep the car for a long time and stamped his feet angrily.

Ning Zhiyuan was riding slowly, and Zhuang Huaiyu caught up and screamed: "Ning Zhiyuan, don't expect me to take care of you in school! With your qualifications, you are only qualified to be in the worst class!"

"Oh, let's wait and see." Ning Zhiyuan didn't care.

How could it be difficult for a mere guide to be tested in different classes?

He has done some research and found that mental power should be similar to spiritual power.

During the assessment, he only needed to control the release of spiritual power and decide which class he wanted to go to.

Please call him the point control boss.

"Drip-drip-"

The assessment instrument sounded an alarm, the red light flashed, and then was scrapped.

Ning Zhiyuan looked confused. He hadn't released much spiritual power yet.

No, are your human instruments so rubbish? !