world's most stupid

"How is it possible?!" The dean couldn't believe it, "Master Mao is in the foundation building period!" Even better than him, okay?

Daoist Mingfeng was also very surprised, and hurriedly asked the messenger: "What's going on, please explain clearly."

"I want that kid named He Chun. I've already applied to the higher authorities, and I'll take him away tomorrow at the earliest." Square face, the face is not angry and majestic.

As soon as this man appeared, he grabbed Mr. Pill's wrist, "Lao Li, come with me."

"Wait!" The headmaster covered his forehead and said helplessly, "Master Mao, please speak clearly, why did you suddenly say that you want to take that child away?"

"Wait a while." Hall Master Mao motioned to the principal first, then turned to Mr. Pill and said quickly: "I'll let someone take you to treat the wounded first, and when you go, you must say that I asked you to go. Whatever medicine the other party needs, as long as you have it, as long as you can cure him, you can use whatever you want, and it will be on my account, but you must explain to the child that these are all my intentions."

Mr. Pill smiled wryly, "Master Mao, let go first. Also, who exactly do you want me to save?"

"It's the little guy who almost killed half of the twelve people in our Discipline Hall." Hall Master Mao said that half of his own people were killed, not only did he not have anger in his eyes, but was full of appreciation.

The subordinate who came over: Fortunately, all the injured companions were sent to be treated, otherwise it would be so heartbreaking to hear Lao Mao's tone!

After finding out who was injured, Mr. Pill followed the people from Discipline Hall.

Hall Master Mao faced the dean head-on, and said something unclear: "If I don't apply to the higher-ups now, and take him away tomorrow, I'm afraid I will never be able to take him away again."

Dean: "What do you mean?"

Daoist Ming Feng: "Mao Xue, don't leave half of what you say."

"I've made it very clear." Hall Master Mao seems to be familiar with Daoist Ming Feng, and his relationship with him is closer than that of the dean's lineage, and his tone naturally brought it out: "I just brought people In the past, we wanted to take away the children who committed crimes directly in the dormitory, but those children did not let us in."

Ming Feng: "You mean?"

"We moved our hands outside."

I understand, which means that this arrest will not be able to hide from the spectators.Neither the dean nor Mingfeng think this is a problem. The problem is that the Discipline Hall, which represents the highest force of the college, lost to a few children in front of the audience. I'm afraid the higher-ups will soon be held accountable.

"Not a few, only two. He Chun and Han Zizhen." Hall Master Mao raised his finger, and the expression of appreciation in his eyes was undisguised, "Han Zizhen injured a cultivator in my Discipline Hall today. If you want to kill the prestige of a cultivator, you ask me to go with you, and I just followed when I was bored."

Dean, Taoist Master Mingfeng and others: Please tell me the key points!

But no one dared to urge Hall Master Mao, and Taoist Master Ming Feng, who knew his temper well, couldn't do it, so he could only wait for him to explain slowly.

As a result, Hall Master Mao's next sentence was: "That child He Chun is completely beyond my expectations, he is the best war cultivator. My uncle has been worrying about whether there will be a good seedling to take over his mantle. I think this child is just right. "

The dean had no choice but to invite Hall Master Mao aside, and reminded him cryptically: "That child has already entered the eyes of the above, and I heard that it has been arranged for the next auction."

"Well, good seedlings are really easy to be targeted. But it's okay, the child was seriously injured, and I'm afraid he won't be able to participate in all the assessments in the future. We can eliminate him in a fair manner, and we don't have to worry about him at all when we erase his past memories in the future. Loyalty to the sect."

"I'm not talking about this!" the dean said anxiously, "I'll just tell you straight, anyone who has specified the requirements above will have to be sent to the auction even if they are eliminated."

"Master Dean, don't bother with that kid's whereabouts, I'll take care of it." Hall Master Mao seemed to have solved a big problem for the dean.

The dean was furious, Maoxue must have done it on purpose.

Daoist Ming Feng came over, first raised his hand to show that he hadn't eavesdropped, and then asked, "What's so special about that kid that you favor him so much?"

Hall Master Mao raised his eyebrows, "You finally got to the point."

The dean is so angry, we have been waiting for you to say it, but you just didn't say it, and you accused us of not asking?

Daoist Mingfeng cleared his throat, "Maoxue, if you don't tell me, we will know as well if we look back at the mirage stone."

Hall Master Mao raised his eyebrows, "Then you still asked me to tell? Well, I'm just waiting for the news to pass, it should be almost there now."

It turns out that you are fucking delaying time on purpose!

Seeing that the dean was so angry that he walked away, Hall Master Mao looked at his back and sped up his speech a little bit, and said: "That child can rebound damage, and when others hurt him, no matter how big or small the wound is, he will definitely rebound. Self-injured eight hundred, born with the physique of a desperate Saburo in battle."

As soon as the dean heard this, he stepped faster and ran away in a blink of an eye.He had to quickly pass the news to the people above him, even if he was not as fast as Mao Xue, he couldn't wait for the above to inquire first.

Daoist Mingfeng was astonished along with the other cultivators who heard it.

Such a special physique!

"It's not a practice?" Daoist Ming Feng confirmed.

Hall Master Mao shook his head, "Absolutely not. It's not a big deal for that child to have such a physique. What I like is that he dares to use this physique to deal with the enemy. You will see it later when you look at the Mirage Stone. Don't mention the small wounds. My child, even in the early stages of combat cultivation, I am afraid that I can't let myself suffer so many injuries without blinking, that is basically exchanging injuries for lives."

"You're right." Daoist Mingfeng looked up to the sky, his expression unclear: "If we couldn't pass the news back just now and let the higher-ups intercept him in advance, I'm afraid that no matter how much we want this child tomorrow, we won't be able to get him out of the house." It was taken down from the auction list."

On the way Mr. Pill rushed to the dormitory of the leg-holding team, He Chun seemed to be about to die, lying on the bed and unable to move.

The little friends circled around him, Xiaopang grabbed a blood-stained cloth towel and ran back and forth behind his head, shouting incessantly: "You are awesome! You are amazing! You actually put someone else's foundation-building period cultivator They were all scared away. But you are going to die! Stupid is going to die!"

"Pang Jin shut up!" The friends shouted in unison.

Jin Xiaopang burst into tears, pinching the cloth towel and shouting: "It's all blood, it's all wounds, where should I wipe it? Where can I wipe it? The stupid blood is about to drain!"

"Shut up! Fatty!" Han Douding raised his hand and was about to hit Xiaopang.

Zhuang Yongnian saw that Han Douding had a bad expression and immediately grabbed Xiaopang by the collar to make him quiet.

Xiaopang was still struggling, muttering "He Zhuzhu is going to die", he was slapped on the head by Kong Ge before he calmed down.

Han Douding was also injured, but he refused to go back to the room to heal his injuries, insisting on sitting next to He Chun.

Sai Baize was really hurting his head, but the child was really stubborn and willful without He Chuchu by his side. Sai Baize could only touch him gently, and dared not say anything serious.

Han Zi is really much crueler than He Stupid, impatient, he just stuffed Yu Jue into the ball of silk that He Stupid gave him, not caring how cruel it was to Sai Baize, and he would forget it, It was useful for Sai Baize, but he couldn't remember to take Yujue out.

Sai Baize can only comfort himself that the child is still young, and he will know his value when he grows up, but the dangerous character shown by the child makes Sai Baize dare not speak ill of He Stupid in front of the child.This proud and a little inferior palace master has two faces in front of He Zhuzhu and in front of other people!

"You all go back." Seeing the child twitching in pain, Amon's consciousness began to dim, and he finally started to push him away.

"I'm not leaving, I want to see Chuchu recover!" Han Zizhen sat up and refused to move.He had already taken out all the wound medicines, but the little scar face refused to be used by Clumsy, it was so bad!But he couldn't beat him.

Jia Qianjin also spoke, wanting to persuade Amon to give Stupid medicine.

With a wave of Amon's hand, all the unrelated people in the room flew out of their bedroom.This unrelated person refers to everyone except him and the child.

Jia Qianjin and others fell into the courtyard, all of them were shocked.

Han Zi was really angry with his mouth puffed up, that little scar face must have something to do with that scar face guard, they are both equally annoying!

"Just now..." Kong Ge hesitated.

"Is Xiao Scarface also a cultivator? What is he doing here?" Xiaopang stopped crying and jumped up.

"Protect Stupid? Didn't you say that Amon's father is Stupid's master?"

The team members looked at Zhuang Yongnian together: Brother, do you really believe it?

Zhuang Yongnian: Believe me, get benefits?

Everyone was not in the mood to joke at this time, and all looked up at the second floor.

Sai Baize was urging Han Douding to go to the training room to heal his injuries.Han Douding swallowed a pill casually, ignored him, and sat on the ground directly to perform exercises.

Upstairs in the bedroom, Amon moved to sit next to the child and put one hand on the back of his head.

"Hear me?"

"...Master, I hurt..." He Chun was in pain so much that the three souls flew away and two and a half souls flew away, only half of the souls were still struggling.

Amon turned his palm over, and a round blood drop appeared in his hand.This is a child's blood, he didn't waste even a drop, and collected all of it.

If Xiaopang pays attention to his cloth towel, he will be surprised that there is no blood on it.

"You did a terrible job." Master Amon said sternly.

The dying child murmured unconsciously: "Amon, it hurts..."

Amon suddenly felt that the palm holding the blood beads was a little heavier than before. He let the child learn experience from actual combat because this is how he got here. He didn't have a master, but now he is almost invincible in all six realms.He thought that his apprentices should also train like this.Only when people keep escaping from death and surviving from death can they become stronger than others.

but.

The child suddenly twitched violently.

Amon's hand sank, and the hand holding the blood bead sank into the child's heart.

Probably because the wound on the body was too painful, He Chun, who was already dizzy, started talking nonsense: "Boss, it hurts me to death, please stop, you bastard!"

Boss?Who is that?The child's eldest brother in the He family?That boy named He Yici?What did he do to He Stupid!