I was revived by the spiritual energy

Qin Luo stopped a student casually and handed him his schoolbag.

"Brother, help me bring my schoolbag to the classroom. I didn't have breakfast, and the teacher didn't come, so I hurried to buy some breakfast."

"okay……"

The boy was stunned holding his schoolbag, but he still agreed.

Usually, he and Qin Luo are not very familiar, and they have not spoken a few words, but such a simple request is too embarrassing to refuse.

Qin Luo walked into the corridor and leaned against the wall, and waited for a while before returning to the classroom.

A simple glance.

His schoolbag was placed in the penultimate row.

He sat down comfortably by the window, the shadows of the trees outside the window were swaying, and the air was fresh. Qin Luo held his chin and looked at the sunny playground downstairs.

Student days, perhaps the most innocent time in most people's lives.

Such days.

In his lifetime, it really wasn't much.

He is wandering.

At this time, a boy who was cutting boards ran into the classroom in a hurry, and sat down on the seat next to Qin Luo, carelessly.

The boy dug out his homework.

Turning around, she smiled and tapped him on the shoulder.

"Why didn't you go online yesterday, and you didn't reply when QQ called you, so you still can't get a score?"

The fist came towards him, and the movement seemed to be dismantled in slow motion.

The danger instinct triggers.

Qin Luo raised his hand almost subconsciously, blocked the punch, and controlled himself only under strong restraint. Instead of crushing his fist, he just pushed back with his backhand.

This body has not yet fully adapted to the foundation building state, and it can crush steel bars with bare hands.

Fortunately he was quick to respond.

Otherwise, this time, at least it will be permanently disabled.

"Games are meaningless, quit."

Qin Luo said.

The boy just looked at his hands, then at Qin Luo, and finally showed a surprised expression.

"Qin Luo, you secretly went to learn martial arts during the holiday, and you got hair extensions?!"

Although he has never learned martial arts, he has also watched the short video. This time, isn't it better than the lightning five consecutive whips?

Everyone agreed to hang out together.

You actually signed up for cram school!

"It just happened to catch it. How can you get so many scenes?"

Qin Luo rolled his eyes at him, looked at the name on the other's homework, and then opened the textbook in his hand, looking down at the book.

Zhou Ming.

Memories of the past came back a little.

This guy seems to be his best friend in the same class in high school.

Although he is not afraid of exposing the identity of the monk, anyway, there is still one year before the monk will be rotten.

It's just rare to be reborn.

He also wanted to experience student life well, and he didn't want to be treated with special eyes wherever he went.

"What did you learn, you don't call me, or are you a buddy?"

Zhou Ming's heart ached.

It's not a coincidence, judging by the movement and speed, it's clear that he came prepared and deliberately showed such a move in front of him.

It's really stingy to want to show off and still cover up.

After a while, the class representative came to collect the homework. She was a pretty girl and put away the workbooks one by one.

Wait until you have received them here.

Zhou Ming twirled his pen for a while before touching Qin Luo with his elbow, his eyebrows slightly raised.

"Old Qin, we should have a new English teacher today. When I came here, I passed by the grade office and saw someone with a big belly. It should be gone."

"Is there such a thing?"

Qin Luo paused when he turned the pages of the book, thoughtfully.

Although it has been 20 years.

However, in a person's life, there will always be a few impressive things and a few impressive people.

He forgot what the big belly was called, but he still remembers this English teacher, because his belly is really big, so his memory is still fresh. In the three years of high school, he clearly doesn't remember who replaced this teacher.

world line...

changed?

"Look, that's not a big belly! It's not that he was replaced in the first class. Why did he leave school?" Zhou Ming had sharp eyes, just in time to see the English teacher leaving the school on an electric scooter, pointing downstairs and laughing.

In addition to being an English teacher, Big Belly is also the head teacher of the second class.

He was concentrating on teaching the second class, and he just dealt with it casually in the first class. Many people in the class didn't like him.

Zhou Ming held his face in anticipation:

"Tell me, could it be a little girl who came to be our English teacher, like Nangong that month?"

"Two-dimensional is almost done." Qin Luo kindly reminded.

"Not ideal."

Zhou Ming was a little dull for a while, lying on the desk, and started playing with his mobile phone. Sure enough, two-dimensional people are lonely in the three-dimensional world.

Leaning on the table at the back table.

Qin Luo glanced outside the window, her big belly had gone far away, and she couldn't even see her back.

Vigilance is the most important quality in the last days.

He always felt.

The sudden change of the world line might have something to do with him.

To be on the safe side, Qin Luo flipped through the book with his right hand, hid his left hand under the table, and made a formula with one hand. The pure spiritual power was condensed into thin lines, which shot out from his fingertips and stretched along the corner of the wall.

"Spiritual Art · Line".

Although the combat monks of later generations abandoned the turn-based mode of calling each other's moves.

But still did not let go of spiritual art development.

"Spiritual Art Line" is one of the auxiliary spiritual arts that has been developed. It has the functions of eavesdropping, tracking, and long-distance intelligence collection. In the dangerous end of the world, this skill is basically a must-have.

No matter what was going on, he only had to look at it to know everything.

The aura travels along the wall.

Like a nimble snake.

In this era, the spiritual art "poison" that counters the "line" should not have been invented yet, so he doesn't have to worry about backlash, he can collect information unscrupulously, even if he encounters a strong person, he can just abandon the line and escape.

Class [-] classroom...

Three classrooms...

The line stretched out, and soon at the end of the corridor on the second floor, I finally felt two waves of spiritual energy fluctuations, which were very weak.

right here.

Qin Luo changed his gestures and made the second tactic.

"Spiritual Art Eye"

The thread ends of the thin spiritual power began to disintegrate, and the structure of the eye, blood vessels, lens, and retina were reconstituted. It was a wonderful experience. Qin Luo felt that he had opened his third eye, spying on everything a hundred meters away.

Just around the corner from the corridor.

A young man in a suit held his arms in his arms and was talking to another girl.

The man was tall and handsome, with a straight suit, and a ethereal air between his brows, which, to put it bluntly, was ungrounded.

Compared with young people, girls are much more ordinary.

A white textured sweater with a khaki knee-length skirt and a black spotted bow at the neckline. She is holding an English textbook, blocking her plump breasts under the sweater. The girl is not tall, but has a pretty face. I feel that I am only nineteen or twenty years old, not much older than my current self, full of youthful breath.

Although they are all monks.

But the spiritual fluctuations of these two people are not even as good as refining qi...

This is too weak.

Men's 0.2 qi refining up and down.

For women, it is less than one decimal place and can be ignored.

Although the level of these two people was so low that it was confusing, but Qin Luo was not careless, and changed the formula again, and continued to activate "Spiritual Art·Ear".

moment.

The picture seen by the third eye has sound.

"Do you remember what I told you yesterday?" The young man put his arms around his arms and said to the girl expressionlessly.

"Remember, but, I feel that I can't do well..."

The girl blinked.

"You don't need to do anything, as long as you prepare and attend classes normally, just keep an eye on him, record some of his abnormal behaviors, and don't need to contact him directly."

"I can't give lectures."

"Aren't you an English major? You can't even teach high school students to understand?"

"There are so many people in the room, I'm a little scared."

"There's nothing to be afraid of. For this first step, you have to take it by yourself forever. No one can help you. Sister, this is the time to change the fate of the Jiang family's second bloodline. Do you want to see that Dad can only be a man for the rest of his life?" Side branch, depressed and unhappy?"

The young man understands it with reason and moves it with emotion.

earnestly.

Obviously, he had done this kind of mobilization many times before coming to school.

Dad was mentioned.

The girl hugged the English textbook tightly, and finally nodded reluctantly, as if she had made a huge determination, she looked back at the direction of the classroom, and moved slowly two steps.

"If I fail, will you come to meet me?"

"No, there is an evil cultivator running around in Xianning to commit crimes recently, and I have to cooperate with the police to encircle and suppress him in the past few days, so I can't get away."

The young man shook his head.

"If I'm found out, I'll be beaten to death!" The girl was taken aback, looking like the sky was falling.

"The Jiang family really doesn't have any extra manpower right now. You can only be more careful yourself, protect yourself first, and do your best in the investigation. Also, you must keep your mouth shut about tracking him, and you must not leak the news, otherwise the ancestors of the Jiang family will Going out of the mountain, as long as the strong Tai Xu makes a move, the entire Jiang family will know about it."

At this time, the preparation bell rang.

He waved his hand.

The young man opened the corridor window, jumped down, was as light as the wind, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

In the empty hallway.

The pretty girl stood there with a sad face holding her English textbook, worrying.

After a long time, she finally patted her pretty face with a bit of baby fat, pumped her fist, said "Come on" in a low voice, cheered herself up, and walked towards the classroom.

That is too strong ah...