The Devil and the Flower

Su Lingmou didn't know that Yang Ce was shouting in his heart, so he naturally had to greet Feng Yue and resign before he could care about the juniors.

Feng Yue said politely, "Master Su."

Su Lingmou turned away, and only received half a courtesy from him, and said with a warm smile: "It's good to come back. Those little bastards ask you every day, and the principal always misses you. Wait for you—"

Yang Ce: "Cough cough cough!"

Hearing the sound, Su Lingmou finally turned his head to take a look. Before he saw anyone else, he was taken away by a figure in a black gold robe. His face suddenly changed, his pupils constricted, and his smile froze on his face.

Jiang Huan held the knife and smiled, and greeted casually: "Oh, old Su, what a coincidence."

Everyone: "..."

Su Lingmou closed his palms quietly, remained silent for a while, and said calmly, "Young Master Jiang."

For Jiang Huan, Su Lingmou's psychological shadow was not much less than that of Yang Ce.It can be said that in the world of reincarnation, anyone who has met Jiang Huan is either dead, or he does not want to see him again.

At that time, Su Lingmou was working in the small world where the four kingdoms of Qi, Zhao, Wei, and Chu were in dispute. He first helped the unfavored little prince of Chu to kill the king of Chu and ascended the throne. Later, the princess of Zhao State was lured to poison the king's brother, and the country was married, and finally worked together to pacify the Qi State.

After hard work, painstaking efforts, and more than ten years of planning, seeing that the unification of the world is close at hand, Jiang Huan was killed on the way, beheading the king of Qi, the king of Chu, and the princess of Zhao among thousands of troops!

If the world loses its master, how can it not be chaotic?

Su Lingmou's painstaking efforts for more than ten years were in vain, he was so angry that he vomited three liters of blood on the spot, and he couldn't get sick, and it took several years to recover after he left the small world.

Qin Wenyin whispered: "Su, Master Su, you look so ugly! Do you know Senior Jiang?"

Su Lingmou smiled and said: "Senior? It is indeed your senior. The principal is full of peaches and plums. There are always 'surprises'."

The word "surprise" seemed to be squeezed out between the teeth, but unfortunately no one could understand it except Yang Ce.

Jiang Huan turned the jade talisman around his waist and said, "I think so too. When I first arrived at the academy, seeing old scenes brought back a lot of memories for me. I can't wait to have a talk with the principal. Hey, old Su, stare at me. what I do?"

Su Lingmou: "..."

Feng Yue covered his lips and coughed twice, Jiang Huan was in no mood to talk to Su Lingmou, he tilted his head and said, "It's windy here, come here, don't stand in the wind."

Su Lingmou frowned.

Feng Yue resigned: "Master Su, Miss Lin has come all the way from afar. Please take her to rest. Mr. Jiang and I will go to see the principal together."

Before Su Lingmou opened his mouth, he saw Jiang Huan smiling and said: "Okay, I just happened to be on the way, Daojun will accompany me to visit the academy."

That expression was brisk and bright, how could there be any shadow of a big devil and a big killer?

Feng Yueci nodded and said, "Young Master Jiang, please."

Su Lingmou frowned even deeper, and the gap at the tip of his brow was almost squeezed out.

"Young Master Jiang," Lin Yanlan hastily urged, "Don't let Daojun get too tired..."

Jiang Huan waved his hand: "Miss Lin, don't worry, let's go for a walk, how can I let him walk so far with me?"

Feng Yue paid his respects to everyone, and walked slowly, Qing Niu followed with a stepping hoof, shaking his head.

Jiang Huan walked over in two or three steps, walked side by side with him, and pushed Qingniu's head aside.

"Moomoo! Moomoo!"

Qing Niu stomped his hooves, feeling extremely wronged.

Jiang Huan rubbed his ears and said, "This cow is fattened up and can be slaughtered."

Qingniu: "Momoo——"

Feng Yue resigned: "Momo, be quiet."

Jiang Huan laughed loudly: "Hahaha, I just said..."

Feng Yueci tilted his head slightly, and glanced at him, his eyes were shining brightly, so light that it seemed weightless, yet it made one's bones almost crumble.

Jiang Huan: "..."

So Jiang Huan was also quiet.

Su Lingmou narrowed his eyes, pulled Yang Ce, and said in a low voice, "Didn't you send a message when you met him?"

Yang Ce wanted to cry but said without tears: "I sent the sound transmission to the principal!"

Su Lingmou patted him on the back of the head, smiled and scolded: "The principal has been messing with his precious things all day long, piled up thousands of letters and ignored them, and you still send him voice transmission for such an urgent matter? Are you stupid?"

Yang Ce: "..."

Su Lingmou breathed a sigh of relief, and pondered: "I think his attitude towards Qing Hui is unusual, what's going on?"

Yang Ce said "ah", probably because everyone treated Dao Lord very well, which made him accustomed to it, and he felt that it was normal for Jiang Huan to treat Dao Lord well. After being told by Su Lingmou, he realized later that—— The attitude of Great Demon King Jiang towards Daojun is so unbelievable, isn't it?

But then again, Yang Ce murmured, "Your Majesty Dao just attracts people's liking."

Su Lingmou said, "Forget about being stupid!"

To be loved and supported by others is to be liked, but to be treated differently by someone like Jiang Huan is a catastrophe!

Jiang Huan naturally didn't care how the two talked about him, and he was in a good mood to visit the palace with the beauty.

Along the way, peaches and plums are fragrant, pines and cypresses are lush, and students after class walk together in groups of twos and threes, talking to their companions, but sneaking glances at them.

When passing through the jungle, a cluster of peach blossoms broke off their branches and hung down loosely, catching Feng Yueci's sleeves.

Feng Yueci lowered his eyes, flicked his sleeves, the lotus patterns on the sleeves rippling, and a little bit of brilliance flashed by. The next moment, the broken branch reconnected, and it grew back on the tree. The peach blossoms are delicate and beautiful, and they are in full bloom. .

Seeing this, Jiang Huan said: "Flowers should fall into the dust, but Daojun makes them withered trees bloom in spring. Why don't you treat people so tenderly? Is it that people are not as good as flowers? Oh yes, people are not as good as books."

Feng Yueci said lightly: "Books explain language, flowers explain meaning, they are not the same as others."

Jiang Huan shook his head and smiled: "The Taoist Lord is quiet and elegant, but I am an ordinary person. Even though I often feel that people are annoying, I am better than these flowers and plants."

Feng Yue resigned: "If Mr. Jiang is a layman, there will be no decent people in the world."

These words are pleasant to hear, and the voice is even better, Jiang Huan is about to float to the sky when he hears it.

Feng Yue resigned his clothes like a cloud, walked through the jungle, stepped on the stone bridge, and said: "People are not in the eyes of Mr. Jiang, it's not annoying, it's just annoying."

Jiang Huan raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Who said that? When I'm with Daojun, I'm not bothered at all. Come, come, Daojun, see for yourself, whether you are in my eyes."

With that said, Jiang Huan went around to Feng Yueci, insisting on him to take a look.

The stone bridge is not wide, Jiang Huan is in front of him, how can he go forward, Feng Yueci raised his head, and saw his eyes were as dark as midnight, he couldn't see any emotion, he felt a sense of remoteness and unpredictability for no reason.

Even with a smile, it is still the state of playing in the world, so indifferent that people can't get close to each other.

No wonder people fear him so much.

Feng Yueci was silent for a moment, and said: "I saw it. Mr. Jiang, don't get in the way."

Jiang Huan stared at his cheek for a moment, seeing that his expression hadn't changed at all, he couldn't help blurting out: "Is there anything in this world that can move your face?"

Those who look at everything are crazy, those who are empty of four things are silent, but Feng Yueci has a clear mind and a fairy-like temperament, but he is too indifferent.

The so-called "one who is strong without desire" has a perfect mind and no flaws at all.

Feng Yueci's eyes were clear, and he asked quietly: "Is there anything in this world that Mr. Jiang really cares about?"

Jiang Huan was startled, but was dumb, speechless for a while.

After crossing the stone bridge, there was a school dormitory in front of it. A group of teenagers who didn't have a good lunch break almost smashed the door down. Just to see the Daoist Qinghui who rarely showed his face, the teachers in charge of the dormitory shouted at the top of their voices: "Is all your etiquette class for nothing? Go back to take a nap! If you dare to block this, your credits will be deducted! Let's go, let's break up!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and greeted Feng Yue with farewell farewell.

Feng Yueci returned the salutes one by one. After the school dormitory, it was the teacher dormitory.Most of the teachers in the school have classes during the day, so this place is particularly quiet.

It wasn't until the very front that I saw an independent high-rise building with five bright characters written on it - "Principal's Office Building".

Jiang Huan snorted, "Interesting."

The door was open, and Feng Yueci was about to walk in when Jiang Huan's expression changed slightly, and he quickly pulled his arm to move him behind him.

At the same time, there was an explosion sound suddenly in the tall building, followed by a thick black smoke.

The people around opened their mouths wide and shouted numbly: "God, the principal blew up the building again!"

"Is Taoist alright? That senior is so good!"

"Oh! Daojun finally came back, don't be scared away by the principal!"

"That's it!"

Jiang Huan swept away the thick smoke with a wave, first looked at Feng Yueci, and then let go when he saw that he was all right, and said, "What's going on?"

Feng Yue turned around to express his gratitude, and said: "The principal is unique, he likes to study strange things, and accidents often happen."

The two entered the door together, and saw an old man with a white beard lying in the grass in the yard, with a messy afro on his head, and a cyclopene on his face, groping around on the ground, squinting his eyes to find something thing.

Feng Yueci bent down, picked up a colorful bead from the grass, and said, "Principal."

The white-bearded old man looked up at him, looked at him again, jumped up, and said with tears in his eyes: "Qing Hui! My good student, you are finally willing to come back! Come, come, and accompany me to do experiments with my teacher! Master has an idea..."

Jiang Huan put his hand to his lips and cleared his throat.

Only then did the principal see another person there, and turned his head to look carefully: "Young man, I think you look familiar."

Jiang Huan said: "Old man, I think you look familiar."

The headmaster looked at Feng Yueci, then at him, and thought for a long time, when suddenly his beard blew, his eyes glared, he pointed at him and said, "Jiang Huan!"

Jiang Huan said with a half smile but not a smile: "Master Ji, long time no see, you are always so energetic."

The principal fell silent suddenly, staring at him intently, Jiang Huan did not avoid it, and let him watch frankly.

"Boy Jiang," the headmaster stood up straight after a while, and said slowly, "It's not easy, are you finally willing to come out of that place?"

Over the years, how many people have escaped from the world of reincarnation.Only this frightening Jiang Huan clearly shouldn't be trapped, but for some reason he has been wandering in it, as if aimlessly looking for something important, unwilling to leave for a long time.