One emperor through the ages?White-haired loli!

Ms. Gu's expression also froze.

Because she felt that the invisible barrier between their fingertips was collapsing at an incredible speed!

Gu Wulian looked at Ji Liqing in disbelief: "Liqing, you—"

The short-haired woman still had no expression on her face, but the blue veins on her forehead showed her persistence, and the dim light of the small light on the neck ring began to flicker frantically.

"Crack-"

In the short and slight cracking sound, this barrier that Gu Wulian was sure that no more than five fingers in the world could break it, was just broken by Ji Liqing.

And because of the excessive force, the woman whose forehead was already dripping with sweat, smashed the small barrier with all her strength, followed the inertia, staggered into Gu Wulian's arms, trembling and slender five fingers, It also took advantage of the situation to be buckled between her fingers.

In a daze, Ms. Gu subconsciously put her arms around Miss Ji's slender waist with one hand.

Since the whole process was not long and it was too shocking, she didn't even have time to reflect on how Ji Liqing used to tear up the barrier.

Brute, brute force?impossible.

"Huh...huh..."

Ji Liqing, who was buried in the arms of the white-haired beauty, panted with some exhaustion: "I'm sorry... Ms. Gu, I'm... self-willed."

Seeing the girl's distressed appearance, Gu Wulian had no choice but to let go of the doubts in her heart, stretched out her other hand to brush away the fine strands of hair on her forehead, wiped off the crystal sweat, and said helplessly: "I just want to Just to let you know the existence of this barrier, why do you have to try to break it?"

...and it actually worked.

Ji Liqing rested on the pair of tall and soft. Although she felt offended, she really didn't have the strength to move now.

After a moment of silence, she replied dryly, "I... want to try."

"Could it be that this matter cannot be resolved without Ms. Gu's absence?"

The woman closed her eyes feebly, and her indifferent tone was a little confused: "...it shouldn't be like this."

Gu Wulian stared at the girl lying in his arms for a long time, although her face was very mature, but her expression...how could she look like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old child.

"Then you plan to be so hard?"

The woman pulled away the hand that was holding her slender waist, and tapped her head lightly with some amusement.

"But I can't..."

"Can't what? Can't just watch?" Gu Wulian asked back, "Why do you have to solve problems that you can't solve?"

Ji Liqing's panting suddenly became a little urgent: "I, huh... I can solve it, I succeeded just now."

"That's my strength. Do you think you can break through such a large barrier that covers the young man?"

"..."

"Divorce."

Gu Wulian put his hand on Ji Liqing's head, and gently stroked her short hair.

"I don't know why you are so persistent about your responsibilities."

Thinking about it carefully, she showed such a strong sense of "commitment" when she got along with Ji Liqing in the Wen's kidnapping case.

Although there is no problem with personnel scheduling and division of labor, Ji Liqing seems to always put herself at the front line. She is involved in almost everything, and she has to go there in person even to pass on errands. Responsibilities... There is almost a kind of morbid persistence and pursuit.

"But why do you have to assume that I'm not there?"

She laughed dumbly and said: "Isn't that why I came here, am I standing by your side right now?"

"If I'm really not by your side, don't you have more people you can turn to for help?"

"One day you will grow up to the time when you can fully take on the responsibility in your heart independently, but before that—"

The woman rubbed Ji Liqing's head roughly: "You might as well rely on others more. If you really can't save your face, then rely more on me."

She bent her eyes and said with a smile: "I'm a big idler, I don't mind if you bother me."

"Ms. Gu."

Ji Liqing, who was originally lying in Gu Wulian's arms, trembled her arms, propped up her body with all her strength, and distanced herself from Gu Wulian.

"That's... that's enough, thank you."

She lowered her head and said in a low voice, the hand that was clasped with Gu Wulian's fingers was pulled out after a moment of hesitation.

Gu Wulian tilted her head and looked at Ji Liqing for a while, then patted her on the shoulder with a gentle voice: "Forget it, I won't force anything, if Liqing thinks it's okay for you to continue like this, then go your own way Bar."

"Your ego and choices matter more than anything else."

She said briskly: "Okay, it took a little too much time just now, let's go to No. [-] Middle School to take a good look around, and use that barrier as a clue, maybe we can find something."

Ji Liqing didn't just stand there in a daze, she followed Gu Wulian's footsteps naturally, as if everything was going on as usual.

But the hand that had interlocked with Gu Wulian's fingers for a short time was tightly closed, as if he was afraid of losing some treasure that was as precious as his life.

On the basketball court, Gu Zheyan leaped high, his swollen forearm muscles forced him to lift the hat directly on his head, and dunked the ball hard into the basket.

"Fuck!"

The 1.8-meter-two man fell to the ground, and was pulled up by Gu Zheyan with a grin on his face: "Did you fuck behind our backs every day, Zheyan, it's getting more and more fierce."

"This expensive thing can cost 30 yuan a meal, it's against the sky." A boy wiped his face with the hem of his short sleeve, "If you eat it like this, it will increase your strength, isn't it all shit?"

The boys laughed, while Gu Zheyan stretched out his strong and stylish muscles indifferently

"It should be the Yuanling feeding back, and the progress of tempering the body has accelerated. This month is indeed a fierce batch, me!"

He clasped his arms quite proudly: "Is it big? Is it big?"

The boys immediately surrounded him, slapped his hands on his chest muscles and abdominal muscles, and all praised him: "It's really big, it's really big."

"Yuan Ling's physique is really good." After touching for a while, the boy sitting on the ground rested enviously, "If I have Gu Zheyan's body, I will directly become the emperor of the club!"

"A worthless thing!"

Gu Zheyan vented his nostrils: "I'm ready to go to the Donghua Military Academy for special recruitment, and the culture class is also taking a cram school recently, anyway, it's enough to be interesting. After four years of militarized training, I will directly join the army and go overseas to kill those shit terrorist organizations .”

He clenched his casserole-sized fist, and said with a grinning smile, "Squeeze their dog's heads!"

"Then can you send back two scalps?"

"What Cangmanzhou pioneers?"

The boys were laughing and playing, and Gu Zheyan, who is a Yuanling and friendly, blended in perfectly. Although everyone admired his specialness, no one had any strange negative emotions because of it.

"Is get out of class over soon?"

"Five minutes, do you want to vote for two more?"

"It's too hot, forget it, let's run to buy water early, anyway, brother Xie doesn't care, we are all in the third year of high school, so he can't let him go?"

"I actually want to see Gu Zheyan's spells."

As soon as these words came out, everyone who was chatting nonsense all turned their attention to the reckless boy who was breathing.

"...what are you doing?"

Feeling dozens of gazes, the young man opened his eyes wonderingly.

"Grandpa!"

"Zheyan!"

Vigorous young people surrounded him and asked with bright eyes, "Show us a spell! What kind of spell did you use when you fought with Bian Liang?"

"What are you playing for? I'm acting like an entertainer?" Gu Zheyan looked displeased, "Get out!"

"I'll bring you some water after class!"

"..." Student Gu hesitated for a moment, "That's not okay, if I use spells casually, Lao Zhang will be in trouble."

"Hey, the Soup Demon isn't here, and we won't tell the truth... At worst, I'll give you another ice cream."

The boy was silent for a long time, and then said seriously: "I want it, big pudding!"

"Big is big, hurry up!"

Gu Zheyan, who has received repeated promises, nodded in satisfaction. He grabbed the basketball at hand, looked around, raised his chin and said, "I'm watching! Hiss, hoo..."

With his heavy breathing, even the ordinary teenagers around who had nothing to do with Yuan Ling felt great pressure.

They heard Gu Zheyan's breath beating like a drum, just like the sound of tigers, leopards and thunder in martial arts novels.

Gu Zheyan, holding the basketball with one hand, walked to the 400-meter circular runway not far away in two steps. He stood at the end of the runway and made a very casual throwing posture.

"It's good!"

The youthful boy with brows grinned loudly: "I want this thing—"

"call--!"

Gu Zheyan swung his arm round, and the moment the entire basketball was thrown away by him, not only did it produce an explosion visible to the naked eye, but even the entire ball was slightly deformed.

After the detonation, the boys watched in dumbstruck as the basketball flew farther and farther at a very high angle, and when it finally landed, it had already almost landed on the other end of the runway!

"I'm super!"

"You've been fucking biochemically altered, Gu Zheyan!"

"I think the basketball was remotely controlled."

The boys immediately bluffed and jumped up and down to surround the triumphant Gu Zheyan, the scene was very chaotic.

"Since this is the case..." Someone suddenly suggested, "Why don't you use a stone to smash the bunker and see how deep it can go."

The boys fell silent for a moment.

Even Gu Zheyan looked solemn, as if he was about to do something great.

The azure bird perched on the basketball hoop reflected this scene in his eyes thoughtfully.

"If it is really as the Lord thought, this change should be that person... No, should it be his successor?"

After writing down the boy's appearance and name, as well as the traces of Yuan Ling's circulation, the sparrow fluttered its wings and flew away, preparing to return to Gu Wulian's side.

But after flying leisurely in the air for a while, the sharp bird eyes sharply captured a certain petite figure in the auditorium of the playground.

"...So Teacher Fang, instead of confronting me here, don't you think you should take care of that savage who uses spells casually?"

Bian Liang looked at the group of boys surrounded by the sandpit in the distance, who seemed to be holding some strange ceremony, and after a short while, the boys burst into appalling cheers, whimpering as if they had returned to their ancestors.

"That's Lao Zhang's class, I don't care about it." Fang Yangbing shrugged, "I think we still have to talk about it."

The young man’s expression is extremely sincere—compared with the sincerity of old teachers that would put you under pressure, the sincerity of teachers of similar age is always closer to the students: “Bian Liang, classmate Bian, it’s not a joke that high school students learn magic .”

Fang Yangbing did not remind her of the consequences of this matter, making his tone sound like a warning or a threat: "If you really learned it from others, no matter whether the other party took money or had good intentions, you You have to tell the teacher clearly, so that even if you really go to the police, the teacher can help you take the pressure off."

He paused, his eyes were extremely serious: "After all, you are not yet an adult. In school, the teacher is your guardian. No matter what happens to you, I will take responsibility for you first."

Bian Liang was silent for a moment, then spread out her palms, a glaring light condensed on her palms.

"Teacher." The girl said very seriously, "If you are still not at ease, you can call a professional cultivator—or you can try it yourself. Is this the technique I figured out by myself?"

"Although it's just the most common technique, there must have been a technique invented by the predecessors, but if it's just learned, it's impossible for a student who has never been exposed to magic to be so proficient, isn't it?"

Fang Yangbing looked at the ball of light in Bian Liang's hand, then at Bian Liang's face, then at the ball of light...

After going back and forth three more times, he said cautiously, "Is it true?"

The girl who was annoyed by her teacher's appearance nodded dissatisfied: "It's true."

Fang Yangbing took a few deep breaths, then suddenly burst out laughing super loudly.

Bian Liang silently pulled the distance away by five meters.

"Bianliang, Bianliang! Classmate Bian!" Fang Yangbing clasped his hands together, "It's the teacher who has eyes, not a genius! I'm sorry!"

"It's okay, I forgive you, Teacher Fang."

The girl lifted her hair at the sideburns calmly: "But please don't do this kind of behavior again."

"I'm just expressing my emotions... groping for spells by myself, groping for spells by myself... hehehehe..."

Fighting spirit was burning in the young man's eyes, and he shook his fist vigorously and said, "Who said that high schools in small cities like us can't produce geniuses who become famous in World War I? Bian Liang! This time, Tian Yan Si Jiu, teacher, I want you to shine! !"

"Yeah." Bian replied casually.

If it weren't for the fact that such a large-scale event is a good opportunity to exchange knowledge and increase knowledge, she wouldn't spend her time on it.

She looked up at the sky to relax her eyes, but after a while, her eyes suddenly froze for a moment.

——The girl saw a flash of sky blue.