sweeping the empire every day

Soon, An Qingjue said again: "You're kidding."

His voice and movements were the same as usual. The moon-white bird felt like he was on a spaceship, rising straight up and then plummeting down. He was so angry that he directly poked An Qingjue's neck, but his soft beak was a little softer. There was no deterrence, An Qingjue clicked his tongue and stopped talking to him, turned around and walked in the opposite direction.

The moon-white bird lay on An Qingjue's shoulder, from time to time it used its soft beak to pierce An Qingjue's fair neck, as if it was still losing its temper over what happened just now, An Qingjue ignored it, and soon went to bed The public flying machine returns to Kaffindis Academy with the moon-white bird.

At least until he becomes an adult, An Qingjue thought quietly, he was worried about handing over a cub of a spirit beast to a human;

Now the little thing doesn't have the ability to protect himself, and he stuffs everything into his mouth. He doesn't know when his body will explode one day, it's too dangerous;

What's more, the little one doesn't know about the moon warbler, and he can't feel the spiritual power of the little thing. What about the adults in his family?Seeing such a precious little thing, in case you do something...

An Qingjue's eyes darkened, and a stern look flashed across his face. Since he brought the little thing out of the forest, he was responsible for the little thing. Before the little thing became an adult, he would take good care of the little thing.

The little thing is still a cub, so he can't take such a risk.

The moon-white bird seemed to be tired, and seemed to be distracted. He looked at the white clouds outside the window, and suddenly became quiet;

Today he saw Jinghua, and he was unconscious, which really caused a lot of shock to the Song family, even Jinghua was much more mature than before;

The soul is transferred, possessing the body of a moon warbler, can he really return to his own body?

Although he is a seven-star general, decisive in killing, and extremely talented, he has never studied such a problem. He knows very well that he is not mentally separated. But he is getting used to this body more and more, but the matter of the soul leaving the body is too suspicious. Thousands of people in this world died on the battlefield of the Zerg, why is it that he is the only one who can leave the body?

Forget it, with his current state, he is powerless to do anything;

Whether they can return to their own bodies is still a matter to be discussed, it is better not to give them hope in the first place.

What the Song family needs is Song Changxiu, the god of war, not a spirit beast called Yueyingbird.

He doesn't know how long he can stay in this body, and he doesn't know if he can return to his body. All he can do is try bit by bit, but he can't give any guarantee;

Then it's better not to tell them the news in the first place.

The moon-white bird lay on An Qingjue's shoulder, sighed melancholy, and soon, he began to feel sleepy again, and immediately fell asleep;

An Qingjue held the moon-white dumpling in her hand, poked his fur helplessly, a smile flashed in her eyes, and she hummed softly;

Sure enough, it was a cub that fell asleep after eating without heart or lungs.

On the way back to the dormitory, the little moon-white bird managed to escape from sleep. He looked at the dark surroundings strangely, and chirped twice;

Huh?Why are you still at home so late?What are they doing here?

What are you doing this afternoon?

The moon-white bird tried hard to think, and a few blurred images flashed in his mind, but it was too fast, and he didn't catch any of them. Soon, he was distracted by the man's voice.

"There is no dinner today." An Qingjue's indifferent voice came from beside his ears, and the moon-white bird blinked its stunned blue eyes, and then shouted in protest, "Chirp!"

Skip his food, don't be too hateful!

"Little thing," An Qingjue slightly bent her lips, and smiled maliciously, "A guy who only eats and doesn't contribute is not qualified to protest, understand?"

"... Chirp?!" Did this man start to dislike him?

The moon-white bird opened its eyes wide and looked at the vile man in disbelief. He only ate a little, and the man began to dislike him and not allow him to eat? !

—He is going to run away from home!He wants to abandon this man!He wants to run away from home!

"Tweet, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp!" The angry moon warbler protested loudly, waving its little wings. He jumped up and down in the man's hand, as if he was about to go to the sky angrily.

The man sneered, and rubbed his fluff casually, with such strength that he could almost crush him, but the moon-white bird stood stubbornly, expressing his stubbornness without saying a word;

They arrived at the dormitory soon, the man threw it on the bed and said casually: "Do you want to be hungry tomorrow too, little one?"

Yue Yingniao's eyes widened in surprise, this man still wants to starve him twice? !

"Learn to judge the situation and don't be so stupid, okay, little thing?" The man seemed a little worried, like a parent looking at his undisciplined child, "There will be no females who only have fur but no brains... "

"..." Yueying Bird froze for a long while, "... Chirp, Chirp, Chirp, Chirp, Chirp...!!!!"

"Okay, go to sleep." As if entertained by his movements, the man smiled, then stuffed him into the soft quilt, turned off the light, and touched his small buttocks from his forehead along the bone with his slender fingers , pressed there twice, then pulled his two small wings, and rubbed them twice at the base of the wings, with a gentle and sophisticated technique, the moon-white bird hummed and screamed comfortably, and its eyelids gradually drooped, as if very sleepy,

"Go to sleep." The man's slightly hoarse deep voice was indescribably sweet and sexy, and the moon-white bird leaned against the man, suddenly feeling that it was okay not to eat...

not eating?

A flash of light flashed across the head of the moon-white bird, and the bird jumped up and hit the man's finger. The moon-white bird rubbed against the man's stomach, picked up the man's clothes and pulled them out. Some anxiously said: "Chirp... Chirp!"

The man didn't eat either!What to do in case of stomach problems!A must have at night!

"Chirp Chirp..." The moon-white bird was pushing harder, as if urging the man to eat.

In the darkness, An Qingjue smiled silently, her phoenix eyes flew up obliquely, filled with countless stars, shining brightly, as soft as the stars in the sky, he held the moon-white bird in his arms, and slid his fingers lightly Passing his wings, said in a low voice, "Go to sleep."

"I'll accompany you."

I don't eat with you, I sleep with you.

Accompany you... to grow up.

Because of the excessive consumption of mental power, An Qingjue also fell asleep very quickly, without dreams all night.

The next day, An Qingjue didn't disturb the sleeping bird, found two biscuits for the bird's breakfast, put them on the bedside, put on the translucent red qualification badge, and left very calmly.

With this thing, it can save him a lot of trouble.

The progress of Class C is very similar to that of Class B. It also progressed to the top three grasses. An Qingjue set off with dozens of pots of top three grasses. After walking a few steps, he met Xue Zhe. Xue Zhe fought him with a smile on his face. He greeted him, and then he was a bit stunned, and said with a wry smile: "You... a fourth-level and third-level pharmacist?"

"Well," An Qingjue nodded, admitting it.

"It's really... the real person doesn't show his face," Xue Zhe touched his nose with a wry smile. After he went back that day, he checked the past of the young man of the An family who was abandoned by the An family, and found that he was just a man with a mental talent of f The pharmacist schoolchildren were still stunned for a while, how could Cavendis College let such a person who is not even qualified as a pharmacist to teach?

But at this time, the surprise in my heart was even more overwhelming, a fourth-level and third-level pharmacist! F-level spiritual talent!

How can it be? !

A trace of obscurity flashed quickly in his eyes, and Xue Zhe smiled and said, "Why haven't you worn it all the time? You can save a lot of trouble by wearing this, and I don't know if those students who provoked you a few days ago will see this qualification badge." I regretted wanting to jump into the lake."

"I just took the exam yesterday," An Qingjue said simply, and she became more vigilant. Xue Zhe's aura just now seemed to be very wrong.

But now, there is no problem at all, it is exactly the same as usual.

An Qingjue frowned slightly. His mental power was just at its peak, so how could he have hallucinations?

"One time?" Xue Zhe smiled, his eyes were full of sincerity, "Congratulations."

"My classroom is over there, let's take a step first." Xue Zhe pointed to a building next to him, smiled, and then said, "Remember there is a regular meeting at twelve o'clock today, at the dean's office, Don't forget to participate."

"Hmm." Watching Xue Zhe's leaving back, An Qingjue frowned again, just now, he felt that breath again.

Xue Zhe hid in a corner of the wall, gasping for breath, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, he stretched out the tip of his red tongue to lick one by one, his eyes flashed with crazy infatuation, and murmured: "...so outstanding... ...I can't bear it anymore...what should I do?"

"... Tsk, I'd better bear with it for a few more days..."

Cavendish Academy, third-level class C of the Pharmacy Department of the Middle School, the entire classroom was sitting in their seats, looking at the door of the classroom with a little anxiety, bowing their heads and saying a few words from time to time.

"I heard that the students in Class A were all persuaded by this teacher, and forced this teacher to stay and teach them with death..."

"Yes, I've heard that too. It's said that the students in Class A don't want to see this teacher. This teacher doesn't want to teach them. They force the whole class to die, so they force this teacher to stay..."

"Isn't it? This teacher is so awesome? The school is willing to let him call us "Basics of Pharmacy"?"

"It seems that this teacher voluntarily... Great people, who knows what they think..."

"And everyone in class B calls this teacher a god..."

"No way?! You're really talking about that class B who's all over the place?"

"Class A has been dragged to the sky! Aren't they still being subdued by this teacher, crying and begging for this teacher?"

"...The class A you mentioned is really the class A I know?"

"Didn't you say that the teacher's spiritual talent is f...?"

"That's right, I also heard that the teacher didn't even have the qualifications to be a pharmacist, he was still a schoolboy, and he got here through improper relationships..."

"Fart, if that's the case, then the little bastards in class A and class B who are like the king of heaven, wouldn't they have kicked this teacher out a long time ago?"

"That's why I want to know if the person you said I know is a class A and class B?"

"It's time for class..."

The sound of machinery sounded, and the sound of the classroom stopped abruptly. All the students sat in the same position, quietly and obediently, staring at the classroom door excitedly.

"Quack."

The classroom door was pushed open, and all the students were staring at the classroom door. The first thing that caught their eyes was a white and slender hand,

That hand is so beautiful that it makes people enchanted;

Immediately afterwards, there was the bright red qualification badge;

——Level [-], pharmacist, Level [-]!