Genius Summoner

"The Yun family has nothing to do with it, but it's a terrific mouthpiece." Murong Ran snorted coldly, Yun Jing's face sank, and he couldn't help but sip, "Miss Murong!"

Murong Ran curled his lips and glared at Yun Feng fiercely, "Hey, if you know you, you can withdraw from this marriage."

When Yun Feng heard it, he laughed. The smiling Murong Ran was a little hairy, and a pair of apricot eyes stared at Yun Feng fiercely, "What are you laughing at? It's like being crazy!"

Yun Jing didn't say anything, but just took a deep look at her daughter. After all, this was Feng'er's own marriage, and perhaps she could decide by herself.

Yun Feng ignored Murong Ran, but turned to look at the black-faced father Yun Jing above the high position, "Father, let Feng'er decide on this marriage?"

Yun Jing nodded his head, Yun Feng's heart warmed slightly, and then he glanced at Murong Ran again, "It's okay to divorce, but Murong's family remembers. It is my Yun family who is retiring today, not your Murong's family. In other words, it is our Yun family. Don’t want Murong’s family, do you understand?"

"You..." Murong Ran's pretty face flushed with anger, and she couldn't let out a breath from her chest. It was obvious that she came to divorce today, so how could she become the Murong family and be the one left behind, but in the eyes of the world Everyone would think that it was Murong’s family who had dumped the Yun family. This was nothing, but Yun Feng’s eyes made her feel a kind of inexplicable pressure. Under such eyes, she could not say a word to refute. It was a hell. !

"Why, do you still have something to say?" Yun Feng raised his eyebrows, and those black eyes looked at Murong Ran coldly. Murong Ran subconsciously took a half step back, then stomped fiercely and pointed at Yun Feng, "Okay, okay. Don't come to Baicheng if you have the ability!" After saying this, Murong Ran seized the door and left.

The meat ball on Yun Feng's shoulder also twisted his body, holding his **** and shook it in Murong Ran's direction, with a look of disdain, Yun Feng was amused by the meat ball's expression, this little thing , Really a live treasure.

"Feng'er." Yun Jing walked to Yun Feng's side at the moment, looking at her daughter with dark eyes, and feeling unspeakable distress, Yun Feng smiled, "Father, this marriage is going to be retired sooner or later, even if Murong's family agrees, and I won't agree."

Yunjing breathed slightly, nodded gently for a long time, and gently touched the top of Yunfeng's head with his big hand, only to feel that fate was really unfair to her. After walking on the edge of death, his vitality was destroyed again. Now it's the Murong family who is deceiving too much, why can she laugh so easily?

Yun Feng knew Yun Jing's worries. She really wanted to surprise her father, but she had to wait. It was not too late when she resolved the Lin Family.

Thinking of Murong Ran's final departure, Yun Feng lowered his head slightly, his black eyes half drooping, and a sneer evoked in his heart. Murong Family, do you really think the Yun Family is so bully?

The martial arts academy in Chunfeng Town is a place that all children in Chunfeng Town want to go to. It is the only way to become a fighter. The admission tuition of the martial arts academy is not very high, and most people can afford it. However, admission is a period of time. The assessment time.

Each child’s aptitude is different, which determines how high the child’s future achievements will be. The Wu Academy is like a junior hourglass. All children can enroll as long as they reach the age, but they are not formal students. After half a month's assessment, the Martial Arts Academy decides which children can continue to study here, and the remaining children are undoubtedly not talented or really difficult to achieve.

The martial arts academy will not take in useless people. If you have the strength and the talent, you can stay. If not, you have to leave. Everyone is the same. No one will have mercy, no one will be moved, in this cruel world, everything can only rely on their own strength, everything can only rely on their own strength!

Soon, the martial arts college welcomed a new quarter of student enrollment. There are not many children enrolled in each quarter. After all, Chunfeng Town is not a big city, it is just a small town. If it is not just relying on the foggy forest, I’m afraid To be completely forgotten by the Karan Empire.

"Write your name here, and line up one by one!" In front of the martial arts college, a middle-aged man sat lazily, staring at the children in front of him, looking at their faces. With an enthusiastic and excited look, he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing. Is there still no good seed in this season?

Although the middle-aged man sits lazily, the momentum he exudes is not weak at all. A fifth-level intermediate fighter, he is one of the instructors of the martial arts academy and is responsible for the enrollment work of each quarter. He usually only sweeps. At a glance, he was able to know the quality of the children who came to sign up. After all, what kind of cultivation skills these fart children can have, the gap between the fifth and intermediate levels is enough to see them through.

One after another young children walked forward with excitement and wrote their names in the book in front of the middle-aged man. The strokes are neat and tidy, hoping to leave a good impression. This is of course parent education, but They didn't know, as early as when they signed up, the talents of these children were already very clear.

The middle-aged man's eyes swept across every child faintly, there was no wave, and a little disinterested, the children's line was not long, and they soon reached the last few.

"Huh?" The middle-aged man, who was always calm, raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes swept over calmly, and he saw a little girl in his sight. She has a beautiful little face, a flat expression, and no other children's faces. Some of the excitement and yearning on the site are calm in addition to calm.

"Interesting little guy..." The middle-aged man no longer had a dispirited look, and a few smiles burst out of his black eyes, watching the little girl approaching him step by step.

The little boy who was in front of the little girl stepped forward with a look of enthusiasm, grabbing the pen in front of him and trembling slightly, the middle-aged man couldn’t help but smile when he saw it. The little girl was behind the little boy, black His eyes looked at the little boy's excitement in an unusually calm manner, a kind of deep and quiet that didn't belong to the child, making the girl look like an ancient well, without the slightest ripples.