Spiritual resurrection: Flirting with the best female ghost at the beginning

The first time Lin Que felt how powerful this position was.

He had become a second-generation official.

Wouldn't he be able to do whatever he wanted in the future?

But when Lin Que thought of Lin Huan's icy gaze, he shuddered and decided not to commit suicide.

"I felt something after I went back yesterday and awakened my martial spirit." Lin Que said.

"Huh?" Mo Xing frowned.

Under Mo Xing's surprised gaze, Lin Que's soul power surged.

"Martial Soul, open."

On Lin Que's right side, a right hand tore through the void and floated above Lin Que's right shoulder. The muscles on it were knotted and covered by dark purple airflow. The five fingers were sharp as knives, giving people a sense of fierceness and power.

"This breath." Mo Xing was shocked. He felt a fierce breath from Lin Que's martial soul.

You know, his strength has reached level 36, which is enough to prove the extraordinaryness of this martial soul.

"The martial soul is powerful, but it's a pity that the soul is insufficient and born with defects." Mo Xing said regretfully. As a level 36 spirit master, he is very sensitive to soul power and can see at a glance that Lin Que's martial soul is incomplete.

"Boring." Su Tang, a short-haired girl who was in the middle of the crowd and had the momentum of being surrounded by stars, curled her lips. Under her hot pants and T-shirt, her slender thighs were as white as ivory, which was dazzling. "Incomplete martial soul, I thought there would be some surprises."

"You barely passed the test, let's go." Mo Xing retracted his gaze.

"Just barely?" Lin Que looked at Mo Xing who didn't even turn his head and asked, "Teacher, don't you want to test the level of your martial soul?"

"Don't waste time. A broken martial soul is born with an incomplete soul power circuit. Even if it was originally an S-level martial soul, it's good enough for the broken soul to have a C-level judgment. I'm giving you face. Any of their martial souls are above B-level." Mo Xing pointed to the dozen boys and girls behind him and said lightly.

Except for the short-haired girl who turned away, the other ten people looked at Lin Que with pity and...superiority.

"Let's go, the bus is coming." Mo Xing said, and left with a few people.

C-level?

Too short, teacher?

You are narrow-minded!

Lin Que's eyes condensed and followed.

Outside Canglan Middle School, a bus arrived late.

"You take this bus to Canglan Academy. I have other important things to do. When you arrive at the door, there will be a teacher to meet you." Mo Xing pointed to the bus behind him and said.

After speaking, he directed everyone to get on the bus in an orderly manner.

Lin Que got on the bus and looked inside. In addition to the eleven of them, there were some other people on the bus. They were probably the special students of Canglan Academy.

When passing by Su Tang, Lin Que was suddenly startled.

Strange, it seemed like he was meeting this woman for the first time. Why did he feel that the way she looked at him was wrong?

A sense of danger?

Where are you looking at your father?

He stared back without showing any weakness, and only stopped when he saw Su Tang shift her gaze.

Lin Que found a seat by the window and sat down. For some reason, his heart started beating fast as soon as he got on the bus, and he felt very uneasy.

"Damn, I must be too tired." Lin Que rubbed his temples. This was a special bus for Canglan Academy to pick up special students. Who dared to mess around?

Why did he become suspicious after crossing over?

The car started, and a feeling of fatigue surged into Lin Que's mind, and he fell asleep in a daze.

Little did he know.

In the darkness, a pair of blood-red ghost eyes had quietly stared at the bus.