Extreme Pupil Teacher: Miss Peerless

Master, master!

I'm procrastinating!

It's not about fighting to the death with the people of Leng Yuming Wencheng!

The people of Tianfeng Mingwen City have hope!

Song Cheng wanted to cry for a while, but he never expected that things would develop to such a point.

He hastily shouted loudly: "No way!"

He absolutely cannot let his master put himself in danger.

The other inscription masters of Tianfeng Mingwen City don't matter, anyway, when they are challenged later, they will definitely go in together.

But his master doesn't have any inscription strength, so he can't go in!

"My master can't go in!"

He said loudly to the people in Leng Yuming Wencheng.

"Hmph, your master has already agreed, Song Cheng, it's up to you, what right do you have to say no?"

City Lord Leng Yumingwen looked at him contemptuously, and said coldly: "I don't even look at your own virtue!"

A person who is not even a junior inscription master, why is he shouting here?

Do you really think you are a character?

The words of City Lord Leng Yumingwen sounded, and Song Cheng's face flushed instantly.

He gritted his teeth, and was about to continue speaking, at this moment, a cold, hoarse and clear voice of a teenager suddenly came from the crowd not far away.

"People of Leng Yuming Wencheng, I'm afraid you have misunderstood."

"What my master means is that just relying on you, it is not worthwhile for Master Zu and his old man to take a shot with injuries."

"It's enough for him to deal with you."

"Master, do you think so?"

As the sound sounded, Song Cheng jumped up in an instant.

"Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

His words were only halfway through, and in an instant there was a sharp stalk.

The word "brother" forcefully poured back into his throat together with his saliva.

In an instant, Song Cheng was choked by his own saliva and coughed violently.

But even so, his eyes that were rounded by fright never left the figure that came out of the crowd.

Oh my God!

How could his precious apprentice, his incomparably beautiful and obedient apprentice, become a...a man? !

I saw a young man walking out of the crowd.

That figure is graceful, graceful and elegant, holding a fan in his left hand, the jade-colored skin and the ivory-white handle of the fan are mixed together, and it is impossible to tell which is whiter.

The boy's face was covered with a dark golden mask, covering most of his face, only revealing a pair of eyes like stars and moons.

The stars there are so bright that they can compete with the sun and the moon.

The slightly raised corners of the eyes were indescribably wanton and indulgent, and they carried a cold aura of their own.

The lips under the mask were red like fire, and the point of crimson was perfectly curved, above the jade-colored snow-white chin, when the corners of the lips were slightly raised, it was indescribably thrilling!

Such a young man, even if he couldn't see the face under his mask, he could still feel that it must be unparalleled and amazing.

However, what Song Cheng noticed was only the small piece of Adam's apple on the throat of his precious apprentice.

Ooooh, my mother!

The world is fantasy!

Oh my god!

How did my precious apprentice turn into a man!

Apprentice! You didn't tell me that you would become a man!

Song Cheng's complexion was completely dull. If it weren't for what Luo Qingtong said when he came out, he would hardly have dared to recognize that the wicked young man in front of him was his precious apprentice!