Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away

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When Qin Mo went to call Feng Xingying for dinner, she asked her about her level certification.

I saw Feng Xingying gave him a business card very skillfully.

On the business card, there is the basic information of Feng Xingying, followed by her various certifications, with the highest rank in the front and the lower rank in the back.

Looking at the ten golden cane words, Qin Mo rubbed his eyes hard.

"Certify a few high rewards casually today, and then verify the others." Feng Xingying's indifferent voice came from my ear.

"..." Qin Mo was even more speechless about Feng Xingying, and couldn't help but ask again: "During this time, you should learn more, and you should hope to rush to the prefecture level on the comprehensive level of literature."

"I read the introduction at the lower level, it should not be difficult, it is too time consuming, I am hungry, and I will try again later."

"!!!!!!"

The reason for not hitting the prefecture-level certification turned out to be: She is hungry!

Seeing Qin Mo's depressed face, Feng Xingying frowned and smiled: "I believe that you are joking with you? How can I possibly reach the prefecture level, the mysterious level is all luck?"

"Well, I will go to the prefecture level tomorrow." Qin Mo's pride was really hurt by the crit.

On culture, Feng Xingying, a modern doctoral student, is of course qualified to pass the prefecture level, but she doesn't want to.

Because once you reach the prefecture level scribes, you will become a local famous Confucianist. At the same time, you must participate in various scribe activities.

Feng Xingying's current status has neither an identifiable identity nor an understanding of this space. If she rashly became a Confucianist, she would n’t know how to die. Anyway, her slag-level force is the most powerful The shortcomings of a headache!

But Feng Xingying is not discouraged. It will take 365 years to grow one year old. Feng Xingying believes that by the time of her 17th birthday, she will be able to reach Lingzun!

Perhaps it is because military force only requires perseverance in practice, and the advanced channel above the Spirit Respect is closed again, which is not so rare.

Rather, scribes need to use their brains, be happy, and be more rare.

The so-called happy trick is to increase the utilization of the brain by stimulating the brain. To put it plainly is to artificially increase the IQ!

The happy method is generally to make the corresponding heavenly earth treasure into Dan.

By the way, Feng Xingying's alchemy level has a second level, which can be regarded as the bottom.

Because the Shenhuang clan is good at alchemy, this continent is composed of various branches and descendants of the Shenhuang clan, and some people teach the most advanced alchemy. Alchemy has been reduced to an inconspicuous existence like spiritual power.

It is worth mentioning that the temple does not allow anyone to use the spiritual power of heaven and earth to refine the alchemy. If you want to refine the alchemy, you must use your own spiritual power to urge the internal fire to refine the alchemy. Fortunately, this kind of thing is not difficult for spiritual respect.

At the dinner table, Feng Xingying looked at Qin Mo with a little cyanosis, and he froze abruptly.

But even in a daze, he could remember to pick her up and help her remove the fishbone.

"Why did you do Mr. Teaching?" Feng Xingying asked Qin Mo suddenly.

"I? I had a serious illness four years ago. The dean rescued me. After waking up, I tested the literary level and stayed at the college as a sir. If you want to be a sir, I will help you apply tomorrow. Otherwise, you are too humiliated. "

"Don't, I'm very lazy. I don't like lectures." Feng Xingying quickly refused: "I'm very happy to follow you to the lecture."

"Really?"

"Of course it is true. Do you want me to undress and check your heart?"

"No, no, no."