High-profile King

Listening to Song Yue’s explanation, Zhang Jiao glanced at her, and thought silently in his heart: "I am 7-savvy, and I have long felt that you and Li Bin are full of souls and spirits, and they must be extraordinary people. Now It seems so."

On the surface, he said with a surprised look: "There are thousands of cultivation methods on the Internet. How did Miss Song know the origin of "Storm and Thunderstorm"? The knowledge is really profound!"

"Xiaoyue's parents are well-known explorers and geographers in our Yiyuan country, and they also have senior monks," Feng Ye said on the side: "She has good genes and is willing to work hard. She is already half an expert in spiritual cultivation. Level up.

By the way, Xiaoyue, you and Binzhu have been away from school for almost a year, and it's enough to be chic, so hurry up and resume classes.

Although a diploma is of little use to you, at least it can give parents an explanation. "

Master Li Bin remained silent when he heard the words, but slammed the sashimi with his chopsticks.

Song Yue said with a smile, "Yo-yo-yo, our Feng Xueba has started to preach again."

Knowing that you are studying well, you are skipping grades, and you are also the chief graduate. If you are not good enough, don't find a sense of superiority on the two of us. "

"It's a pity to look for the superiority of shit," Feng Ye sighed and said: "The Department of Transcendent Studies emphasizes strength first, and the exams in cultural classes are basically suitable.

You two can graduate as soon as you have enough classes, so why bother to have to be so personal. "

Song Yue was silent for a while when he heard this, and said softly: "Ye Zi, every family has a sutra that is hard to recite, please stop saying it."

Feng Ye sighed again, nodded gently, and stopped talking.

The coffee bookstore became silent.

Suddenly Li Bin made a dull suggestion: "Today is a small year, shall we drink some bar?"

"You are crazy Li Binzhu, there are those who drink in broad daylight." Feng Ye said in surprise.

Song Yue stood up with approval at this time, took a bottle of grape holder and a few goblet from the dark behind the bookcase, and smiled and said, "Leaves, there are no taboos in the New Year.

I just bought a few great white wines the other day and I was just in time to try them. "

After that, including Zhang Jiao, she poured a glass of wine for everyone present, and toasted: "I wish you all the best for the rest of this year and good luck.

Let's win. "

In this case, even Feng Ye, who had to go to work in the afternoon, had no choice but to clink glasses with Song Yue and drank his blessing.

Suddenly, there was a violent wind outside, and Zhang Jiao heard the hurricane whirling and hitting the glass with a terrifying ‘bang...’ sound, and turned his head in surprise and looked out the French window.

Seeing the wind and sand in the sky covered the whole street outside in a very short time, he couldn't help swallowing and vomiting: "What happened suddenly!"

"It's nothing, it's just a dust storm," Song Yue smiled and said, "Yiyuan is a city close to the desert. Which one will come several times a year.

Kashgar is already good because it is near the sea.

Congratulations on the Ye Zi, no need to start this afternoon, let's have another glass. "

Feng Ye nodded, and took the initiative to drank the glass of wine this time, and handed the glass to Song Yue, "Look at the wind, we may have to spend the new year together tonight.

Drink it, it's so dark, it's night, drink it. "

When the voice fell to the ground, there was thunder again outside, and then countless puffy raindrops fluttered in the sky, but they couldn't stop the flying dust.

In this case, it is clear that the storm that landed at sea and the sandstorm happened to collide with each other, and they opposed and intertwined each other, evolving more terrible natural disasters.

But at this moment, even Song Yue and Feng Ye, the two local people in Yiyuan, became a little nervous.

Looking at the almost black sky outside the window, Feng Ye got up and turned on the light, then looked at Song Yue and said, "Xiaoyue, I remember that the tempered glass here can withstand a Class 16 typhoon, right?"

"Yes, don't be nervous, it's nothing." Song Yue nodded dryly.

Coincidentally, at this moment, a poor worm who was engulfed by a hurricane suddenly broke through the sand screen, and hit the huge French window of the Coffee Bookstore with a bang.

The unkempt, bleeding head was pressed against the glass by the gale, leaving a terrifying rubbing mark, the whole body was like a small kite pulled by a strongman, swish and disappeared by the wind. Without a trace.

But when the diamond-encrusted watch he was carrying was hit by the hurricane and hit the floor-to-ceiling window, a slight scratch was left on the glass.

And under the attack of sandstorm and heavy rain, it gradually expanded.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Jiao said dryly: "It's not good, guys, are there any bunkers like basements here?"

"It's not making a movie," Song Yue said with a wry smile: "Who would repair this kind of thing under a house built in sand."

"That's it." Zhang Jiao sighed and said, "Ms. Song, do you have any medicine that can stimulate people's spiritual potential?"

"Yes, what are you asking for?" Song Yue said in a daze.

"Earn your life." Zhang Jiao smiled bitterly, and then his mind turned to manifest the East China Sea Dragon King, soaring directly against the wall, volleying in front of the French windows, blocking the roaring hurricane.

Li Binzhu, Song Yue, and Feng Ye saw a dragon suddenly jumped out of Zhang Jiao's head, protecting the glass of the Coffee Bookstore, and they were all stunned.

"The head resembles a camel, its horns resemble a deer, its eyes resemble a rabbit, its ears resemble a cow, its neck resembles a snake, its belly resembles a mirage, its scales resemble a carp, its claws resemble an eagle, and its palms resemble a tiger.

It has eighty-one scales on its back, with nine or nine yang numbers, a beard beside the mouth, a pearl under the chin, inverse scales under the throat, and Boshan on its head.

Breathing into a cloud, can set the wind and rain. "After a long while, Master Li Bin returned to his senses and murmured: "Zhang Bao, your beast soul is not a snake, but a real dragon! "

"Boss, don't be surprised, UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Zhang Jiao said with a pale face: "Hurry up and call to see if you can ask someone for help.

And Miss Song, give me one pill first, or I will finish it soon. "

"Okay." Song Yue nodded and hurriedly went to the dark grid to get the medicine.

Suddenly I heard Master Li Bin say: "Xiaoyue, you can find a nourishing pill for Zhang Bao to eat, you don't need to squeeze the potential."

Although Song Yue didn't know what Li Binzhu's purpose was, but out of trust in her, he immediately responded, "Okay, I see."

At the same time, a strange beast with a lion's body and a human face suddenly appeared above Li Bin's head.

After landing on all fours, a majestic flying vertical, transformed from reality to reality, came to the outdoors.

With a roar, the sand curtain in front of him immediately condensed and turned into a sand wall, guarding the French windows of Coffee Bookstore behind.

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