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Everyone looked at the freshman.

Xing Han looked at the face exactly like his own, and the corners of his eyes twitched wildly: "Who are you? Why did you become like me?"

He couldn't see through the opponent's appearance, which meant that the opponent's cultivation base was either as high as him or higher than him, or he had a magic weapon on his body that made it impossible to distinguish his real body.

"I'm a freshman, and I'm the teacher of Transfiguration class." The freshman raised his hand and flicked it, spread out the fan in his hand and fanned the wind: "I found that student Ling prefers your appearance, so I'll become you and get closer to him." close."

Xing Han lowered his face: "Now I am here, please change back, and in the future, please don't casually change into my appearance to get close to me."

He didn't want Ling Yiran to kiss the wrong person one day.

"Okay." Freshman changed into Feng Yin's appearance very readily, even the clothes on his body became exactly the same as Feng Yin's.

Everyone: "..."

Feng Yin took a deep breath: "Are you sure you want to become like me?"

"Yeah, is there a problem?" Ling Yiran, a freshman couple, smiled, "You can get close to classmate Ling even if you become the Great Emperor of Beiyin."

Ling Yiran: "..."

"I'm going to go to the underworld first." The freshman turned around and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Xing Han looked at Feng Yin: "Feng Yin, aren't you afraid that your partner will hug him and kiss him when he sees him?"

Feng Yin said with a sinister smile: "He dares to let Hao Chen hug him for a try."

Ling Yiran put away the hammer and said, "Let's go back to the underworld."

When they returned to the underworld, Ling Qin angrily threw a needle board full of needles in front of the freshman: "Kneel down and read the house rules."

Ling Yiran, Xing Han, Emperor Zhongyue, and Freshman: "..."

Feng Yin supported his forehead: "It's miserable."

Xing Han asked in a low voice: "What mistake did you make, you need to kneel on the needle board?"

Feng Yin said in a low voice: "Once I went to the Heavenly Court for a meeting, because I was in a hurry, I forgot to tell Hao Chen, and then one day in the sky, one year in the ground, causing Hao Chen to wait for a full year in the mortal world before returning." , he was angry and pretended to have amnesia and forgot about me. Later, I swore that next time I would kneel on the needle board and recite the family rules. This time, if it wasn’t because you left in a hurry and didn’t tell him that you had gone to heaven, I wouldn’t have been punished either. It's too embarrassing, and I won't be able to stand up in front of my subordinates in the future."

Ling Yiran looked at his father with sympathy.

"It's okay, someone was punished for you, who made that old man like to look like someone else." Xing Han stood in front of Feng Yin, blocking Feng Yin behind him.

Ling Yiran: "..."

Seeing that the freshman did not kneel down, Ling Qin lowered his face, twisted his chin and said, "Why did you promise me before? Now you want to go back on your word? So you lied to me before?"

"It hurts, let go, I'm not Fengyin." Freshman hurriedly explained his identity.

Ling Qin said: "Aren't you Feng Yin? Did I admit my mistake blindly? Hmph, I did something wrong and dare not even admit who I am?"

The freshman pulled away the hand pinching his chin, and pointed to the person blocked by Xing Han: "Where is your partner?"

Knowing that she couldn't hide, Feng Yin stepped out and smiled at Ling Qin: "Haochen, you really misunderstood the person."

Ling Qin glared at Feng Yin: "You did something wrong, so you find someone to take your place?"

Feng Yin hurriedly said: "I'm wronged, it was he who wanted to change into my appearance, if you don't believe me, if you ask, he turned into Xing Han's appearance before."

Ling Yiran nodded: "Father, I can testify that the freshman teacher likes to change into other appearances."

"Freshman teacher?" Ling Qin was slightly startled: "You are the freshman teacher?"

Ling Yiran asked, "Father, do you know him?"

"I know him very well." Ling Qin said to the freshman, "If you hurry up and become someone else, I'm afraid it will be bad if I don't recognize the wrong person for a while."

"Okay." The freshman turned into a handsome boy, with a mole in the corner of his eye, looking a bit seductive.

Ling Yiran asked: "Is this the real appearance of the freshman teacher?"

The corners of Ling Qin's eyes twitched: "That's what I looked like in a certain life."

Ling Yiran and Feng Yin: "..."

Ling Qin looked at Feng Yin.

Feng Yin quickly changed the subject and said, "Let's go to the martial arts arena to see Yiran compete with Zhongyue."

Ling Qin frowned: "Let Yiran compete with Emperor Zhongyue? Do you think our son can win?"

"For the sake of fairness and for the sake of fighting with dignity, Zhongyue is willing to suppress his cultivation to only 500 years of cultivation to fight our son."

Ling Qin said with satisfaction: "This is more or less the same."

Feng Yin sent a message to Emperor Beiyue, Emperor Xiyue and Emperor Nanyue to come and watch the competition.

Everyone came to the fighting field in Fengyin Hall together.

The ghost guards who were training saw their master approaching, and hurriedly retreated to the side to make way for the field.

Ling Yiran stood on the fighting field.

The ghost guards discussed in low voices: "Little master is standing on the fighting field, who is he going to fight with?"

A ghost guard said excitedly: "Is the little master going to fight with us?"

Everyone looked at him with contempt: "You are fighting with the little master? Hmph, it would be disgraceful even if you win."

"I just want to test the little master's ability, not to win him."

At this time, Emperor Beiyue, Emperor Nanyue, and Emperor Xiyue, who had already returned to their fairy mansion, rushed to the underworld fighting field again, and the three of them cheered Ling Yiran up.

"Baby, I bet you win, you have to work hard." Xiyue the Great encouraged Ling Yiran: "Beat Zhongyue like a pig's head."

Emperor Zhongyue glared at him.

Ling Yiran smiled slightly at Emperor Xiyue.

Emperor Xiyue said heartbroken: "Before my baby met Zhongyue, he was such a cheerful person. Since Zhongyue did such a despicable thing to him, he has never been so happy. He only wants to practice and improve himself."

Feng Yin and Ling Qin looked at each other, and it seemed that this was really the case.

Xing Han glanced at him: "Can you not take one baby at a time?"

Emperor Xiyue smiled at him: "Are you jealous?"

Xing Han said lightly, "Please call him sister-in-law from now on."

"Sister-in-law?" Emperor Xiyue laughed, "Since Yiran and I have become partners, you should resign yourself to your fate and call us uncle, don't try to improve your status."

Seeing them chatting so happily, Emperor Zhongyue suddenly felt that he couldn't integrate into their world. What was the reason that made their relationship so stiff?

Feng Yin urged the Great Emperor Zhongyue, "Zhongyue, my son has been standing in the fighting field for a long time, so hurry up and suppress your cultivation."

Emperor Zhongyue gave him a cold look, and suppressed his cultivation to only 500 years.

After Feng Yin and Xing Han confirmed that Emperor Zhongyue had suppressed his cultivation, they nodded in agreement for him to take the stage, and gave them two low-level magic weapons to use. Feng Yin said: "Now it's a battle of martial arts, not a battle of life and death, so we can only go to the end. , I don't want to see any of you get hurt, just understand?"

Emperor Zhongyue nodded.

Feng Yin looked at Ling Yiran: "Yiran, what about you?"

Ling Yiran took a deep breath: "I will try my best."

Emperor Zhongyue snorted coldly: "You can't hurt me."

Ling Yiran planned to make a quick decision, and immediately recovered his real body, looking at Emperor Zhongyue with cold eyes.

Now Emperor Zhongyue, who has only been cultivated for 500 years, actually feels a sense of oppression from Ling Yiran. The breathtaking aura emanating from the other party makes him feel crisis and nervous. He feels that he was too confident before, thinking that he is an ancient god Even with only 500 years of cultivation, it is more than enough to deal with Ling Yiran, who is half-human, half-ghost, but now he can't think about it anymore, and must deal with it with 12 points of energy.

"Don't you like to release coercion? I also want to let you taste the feeling of being oppressed." Ling Yiran released a powerful breath to cover Emperor Zhongyue.

Emperor Zhongyue couldn't stop trembling all over his body, and felt inexplicably afraid of the other party in his heart: "Do you really have a cultivation base of only more than 2000 years now? It can't be a lie, right?"

Ling Yiran didn't talk nonsense with him, and directly used the big move to shoot death, and Yin Qi came out from the ground.

Emperor Zhongyue once again felt that he had miscalculated, and should not lightly respond to the competition in the Underworld. Ling Yiran inherited the blood of Emperor Beiyin, and the moves he used all had a cold aura, so he suffered a lot from the competition in the Underworld, because the Underworld is the place where the darkest energy is most abundant , which is very beneficial to Ling Yi.

Fortunately, he was quite familiar with the moves of Beiyin Great Emperor. When Ling Yiran used the death shot, he quickly used a defensive barrier to protect himself to prevent the Yin Qi from invading. Wander outside and wait for the time to deal with him.

Emperor Zhongyue used a move called Kuangsha Flying Dance, all the dust on the ground flew up, even the floor, and shot at Ling Yiran.

However, Ling Yiran's barrier is very strong, Emperor Zhongyue's current cultivation base can't hurt him at all, even the barrier cannot be broken, and Emperor Zhongyue's teeth itch with anger.

Emperor Nanyue said to Xing Han in a low voice: "It's been a long time since I saw you, but Yiran's cultivation has improved again, much higher than before."

Xing Han said: "Before I studied in Tiandao Academy, I was sent to experience in the prehistoric era. He worked very hard, and spent most of his time on cultivation, or fighting monsters to improve himself."

Emperor Beiyue smiled and said, "Isn't it for defeating Zhongyue one day?"

Xing Han smiled lowly: "Half of the reasons are like this, and one of the reasons is that he was hit by our cultivation base. He is a little too strong. He feels that the people around him are all ancient gods. He is not willing to be one level lower than us. He just wants to practice more and catch up with us. , not to be underestimated by others.”

Emperor Xiyue sighed: "My baby is not blinded by hatred, just worry that he only has revenge in his heart."

Feng Yin snorted, "My son is not weak."

Ling Qin interrupted them: "Don't disturb the people on stage with your words, they will be distracted."

Big nod: "Yes, don't talk."

Ling Qin glared at him: "I'll settle the score with you after the game is over."

Freshman: "..."

Feng Yin asked Ling Qin through sound transmission: "Who is the freshman?"

Ling Qin said: "Actually, I don't know his identity very well. I guessed with others before that the freshman might be Donghuang Taiyi, but the freshman himself said no. Later, we guessed that he is Tiandao. The big character plus a horizontal is not the same. Is it the word of heaven? But the freshman refused to admit it, and more and more people guessed later, the more they felt that his identity was the way of heaven."

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