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〖Who am I, where am I, what is this〗

Xiao Yan, whose mind was filled with philosophical questions, stared closely at the colorful horse in front of him. He was stunned on the spot, too dizzy to say anything.

Because he could feel the connection between himself and the other party. Although it was a little weak, the extremely handsome horse in front of him was indeed his horse soul!

After being silent for a while, Xiao Yan finally recovered from his wandering state and tentatively reached out to touch him.

"Don't move. You can't bear the power of the ten-color horse soul now."

This sudden sound made Xiao Yan's expression change, and the horse energy in his body began to circulate rapidly. His eyes quickly glanced around, but he didn't see any figure.

"Don't look, I'm right in front of you."

Just when Xiao Yan thought he was hallucinating, the voice sounded again.

In front of me?

! ! !

When Xiao Yan realized something, his pupils shrank and he stared closely at what looked like the ten-color horse soul in front of him. At the same time, he glanced around with the corner of his eye, trying to find a suitable escape route.

"Haha, you have good concentration and you didn't shout in fear. No wonder that adult is quite optimistic about you."

While speaking, Mr. Ma, who existed as a soul inside the ten-color horse soul, suppressed the grief and anger in his heart.

But thinking of the super strong man who had occupied Xiao Yan's body before and easily sealed him and the horse soul together, he could only hold all the misery in his heart and shed a thousand tears in silence.

After hearing this, Xiao Yan's head started to spin rapidly, and he felt something interesting.

Immediately, he stopped looking for an escape route. Instead, he pretended to be calm and sat back on the bed, tentatively asking: "Who are you? Why are you hiding in my horse soul?"

Upon hearing this question, the horse's face, originally full of arrogance and disdain, was immediately replaced by complicated emotions.

If he had a choice, he wouldn't be here again

However, thinking of the rewards after completing the mission, Mr. Ma, who temporarily merged with the ten-color horse soul, shook his horse's head and began to introduce himself and release the mission.

"Boy, I am your horse soul now, but I am not entirely your horse soul. My name is Ma Chen, I am a horse refiner, and I will coexist with your horse soul for the time being."

Xiao Yan, who felt that his world view had been refreshed, hesitated and said: "Horse trainer? Coexist with the horse soul, is this possible?"

"It's impossible under normal circumstances, but I am an exception. You can call me Mr. Ma. From today on, I will be responsible for helping you practice."

"I will give you all the things I know. You don't have to worry about any conspiracy. There is no need for me to fool a little guy like you who only has the third level of horse spirit and has only awakened one color of horse soul!"

The condescending Ma's head was facing Xiao Yan. Ma Lao's words made him laugh bitterly, and he felt a little more confident in his pain.

"It seems you can accept it, so let's talk about the teaching plan and tasks. First of all, the goal of the first phase is to break through to Ma Ling within half a year and master it at the same time."

Xiao Yan suddenly felt that he was under great pressure: ""

I only have one feeling now——

I'm afraid you are talking in your sleep!

At the same time, the world of academic tyrant Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan woke up from his sleep, his eyes were dim, and it was obvious that he had not completely escaped from the dream world.

After sitting on the bed for a while, his eyes gradually became clear, but the expression on his face was quite indescribable, and his heart was full of the desire to complain.

"A good urban romantic drama has turned into an urban supernatural drama. I should have taken Xun'er on a date, even though it was in a dream."

"Could it be that I stayed up too late doing experiments some time ago, and then when I went to sleep, my mind started thinking wildly? Why didn't I know that Emperor Yan who still controls all the fires in the world didn't know that I was still in the second grade!"

While talking to himself, Xiao Yan, the top student, got out of bed, stood in front of the window and stretched out as he looked at the peaceful city filled with sunshine.

Since the world where academic master Xiao Yan lives is a world of non-level technology, Emperor Yan's experience in this world turned into a dream of academic master Xiao Yan.

As for the others, Emperor Yan had done some cleaning up work, which blurred their understanding of what happened during this period.

However, he still left a little gift for himself in this world

After stretching, Xiao Yan became completely energetic and walked towards the bathroom, intending to wash up before going to school. At the same time, he was still complaining about his somewhat absurd dream.

"And in the dream, I had a mobile disaster physique. Wherever I went, something would happen. Not only did I destroy the school's flower beds, but I also got the medicine teacher's car impounded, and even almost beat up the dean of students. Even Meng Neng said Reflecting a person’s true character, it turns out that I also have a ‘domineering’ element in my bones, and you really can’t tell it at all!”

"But the incident with the dean is excusable. The dean usually has a straight face, and is quite serious and harsh. Plus, the name 'Huns Deishi', if it were put in a novel, Here, I guess he is really destined to be a villain."

""

After finishing his appearance, Xiao Yan looked at his handsome self in the mirror and showed a satisfied smile.

"It was just a dream, I am still the handsome me now!"

Just when Xiao Yan was narcissistic, the cell phone ringtone specially set for Xun rang.

"Like a mime, the vision is foggy, the evidence of temptation is completely exposed, the moonlight is sitting down to pray~"

Before he could sing a few words of the lyrics, Xiao Yan coughed twice, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong with his voice, he answered the phone.

"Hey, Xun'er, do you have anything to do with me?"

"Hehe, can't I come to you if I have nothing to do? Brother Xiao Yan~~"

Listening to the deliberately prolonged ending, Xiao Yan's academic master's intuition told him that this was a question that would cost him his life if he answered incorrectly!

So he hurriedly said: "How could it be possible? I am waiting for sister Xun'er's call 24 hours a day."

After finally coaxing Xun'er, Xiao Yan breathed a sigh of relief and picked up the tea cup, but stopped the moment he entered it.

this tea

It's too cold. It's winter and it hurts my stomach. It would be better if the temperature could be higher.

While such a thought was passing through his mind, Xiao Yan, who was busy talking to his girlfriend, did not notice that a small ball of light blue flame ignited in the palm of his hand.

No, maybe it should be called a flame.

This weak flame lingered in the palm of the hand, and the heat it radiated slowly warmed the water in the teacup. However, it seemed that because it was too small and unstable, the temperature increased slightly slowly.

When the call ended, Xiao Yan, who didn't notice that the temperature of the tea cup in his hand had exceeded the standard, directly poured the hot water in the cup, which was almost 100 degrees Celsius, into his mouth.

The result was obvious, Xiao Yan was so burned that he screamed.