Immortal Young Man on Campus

The second pass failed, the third failed...

He couldn't remember how many times he tried it. After he was exhausted, he immediately practiced the technique of breathing and breathing, and after recovering his energy and skill, he tried perseveringly.

His fingers were no longer trembling, and he slid smoothly in the void. He completed it in one go. Finally, the last stroke of the soul refining spell was drawn.

The soul-refining spell gathers and does not disperse, floating in mid-air, and the complex lines have a different kind of beauty and mysterious power.

call!

Yu Mo let out a sigh of relief with a bright smile on his face. Only then did he realize that he was soaked all over, as if he had been fished out of the water.

The soul-refining spell lasted for ten minutes and gradually faded until it disappeared.

Now the True Heart Mantra can last for 20 minutes, but the duration of the Soul Refinement Mantra has been shortened by half. It can be seen that the Soul Refinement Mantra is more powerful and more difficult to cast.

Of course, you can still only cast it once a day.

"Don't tell me I want to go to the burial mound to refine the soul for my use?" Yu Mo shook his head, not wanting to do so for the time being.

After all, his strength is not deep enough. If he encounters a powerful soul, he will be blinded.

Moreover, he didn't know what specific effect the refined soul had on him.

This kind of thing can't be rushed, step by step is the king, don't think about eating into a fat man.

The day went on as planned, and the weekend came in a blink of an eye. The school was calm for the past two days, and nothing exciting happened.

Yuan Feifei and Liu Ang also came to school, and they seemed to have reconciled.

Naturally, Yu Mo didn't pay attention to the two of them anymore.

Ling Yao seemed to be quite indifferent to Yu Mo. Ever since she heard the quarrel between Liu Ang and Yuan Feifei that night, she has become like this.

Yu Mo was quite helpless, but there was nothing he could do. Besides, he had more important things to do, which was to make money.

Seeing the wallet shrunk a little bit, he was anxious and couldn't show it. Now, although he is not weak in combat, he does not know how to make money.

After all, he was still a student, lacking social experience, and smeared his work outside.

"Forget it, let's go to the talent market."

Early in the morning, Yu Mo left the villa after breakfast. Just as he left, Yu Yue followed, but not in the same direction.

Ling Yao and Ye Qianqian looked at each other as they watched the behavior of the siblings.

"Where are they going? Sneaky, not together yet." Ye Qianqian asked while standing on the second floor, looking at the disappearing backs of the two of them.

Ling Yao shook her head listlessly: "How do I know."

She is in a very low mood these days, and she doesn't know the reason. Maybe it's because she heard the quarrel, but what does it have to do with herself?

She couldn't help asking herself.

It seems that he has no reason to be angry, but why can't he be happy?

What made her feel most lost was that she had not dreamed of Yu Mo in the past few days. That dream seemed to disappear and she would never come back.

No matter how she recalled the dreams of the previous days before going to bed, after falling asleep, she would have no dreams until dawn.

She was still troubled by this dream, but once this dream stopped, her heart seemed to fall from mid-air, and the feeling was indescribable.

Ye Qianqian glanced at Ling Yao, who was in a state of despair, and said, "I'm going back to sleep, I'm too tired to get up so early in the week, I haven't broadcast live for a long time, I have to do a good live broadcast in the past two days, otherwise, my fans will be very tired. Forget me."

Only Ling Yao was left on the balcony, looking into the distance alone.

Yu Mo came to the talent market, looked left and right, everyone in suits and shoes, how could he be so immature.

He doesn't even have a simple resume, how can he find a job?

Others not only have exquisite resumes, but are more eloquent, boasting that they are in the sky and not on the ground. Anyway, there are eighteen kinds of martial arts.

"There's no one that suits me. It seems that I've come to the wrong place." Yu Mo shook his head depressedly and was about to leave.

Suddenly, he saw an old man sitting on a recruitment post, with gray hair, reclining on a chair lazily, sleepy.

"Which company even has employees of this age? It's ruthless. It's ruthless!" Yu Mo curled his lips. You must not go to such a company, it's too ruthless.

However, he stopped in the next second, because the two words on the signboard were dark and rough, simple and rude, but they directly hit Yu Mo's heart.

bodyguard!

"Hey, isn't this tailor-made for me?" Yu Mo was overjoyed, and he had nowhere to use his skills.

"Let me go!" He was about to propose himself, but was pushed from behind, staggered, and almost fell to the ground.

"Damn it!" Yu Mo's brows stood upright, and he was about to explode when he saw the darkness in front of him, and the sun in the sky was actually blocked.

high!

This thought flashed through his mind, and he looked up at the other person. This man was a lot taller than Yu Mo, maybe two meters. He looked down at Yu Mo from a condescending height, and it was difficult to hide the disdain in his eyes.

snort!

The big man snorted heavily in his nostrils and strode to the recruiting position.

"Aren't you recruiting bodyguards? If you have me, you don't need to recruit them." The big man tore off the word "bodyguard" and said gruffly.

Obviously, he didn't want to give other people a chance.

Hearing the voice, the old man slowly opened his eyes and glanced at it. He didn't seem to be intimidated by the momentum of the big man, and asked lazily, "What skills do you have?"

The big man patted his chest and said in a gruff voice, "I'm very capable, I can hit ten with one."

"Oh, it just can." The old man was not surprised at all, "That's nothing unusual."

The big man raised his eyebrows and asked unconvinced, "Aren't you just recruiting bodyguards? Don't you want to be able to fight?"

"Yes, we are recruiting bodyguards." The old man nodded.

"That's it." The big man thumped his chest like a gorilla, "I'm totally capable."

The old man shook his head, his small eyes twitched, and sighed regretfully, "If there really isn't anyone else, then I can only force you to fill up."

Filled up?

The big man was unhappy: "Old man, are you old and confused? My body is still called to be full? Are you old-fashioned?"

The old man smiled lightly, noncommittal.

The big man seemed to be trying to prove himself, and he kept saying: "Tell you, you definitely made a profit by recruiting me. There is no way anyone would apply for the job today. When they saw me, they all felt ashamed and hid away."

"Oh, the world is getting worse, why don't people in this world have the courage to challenge." The old man shook his head, very regretful, "Then move..."

Before the word "you" could be uttered, a voice suddenly interrupted him.

"I'm applying for a bodyguard."

The old man stopped subconsciously, a pair of small eyes seemed smaller, narrowed into a gap, and seemed to be flickering with light, and looked behind the big man.