The Dragon from Hell

Qin Feng felt something was wrong when he saw her eyes. He certainly would not believe the nonsense that Lin Quansheng analyzed. A woman like Zhong Mengran, who was ambitious and had a deep hatred, would never be easily moved. Even if she was moved, it would not be the look she had now.

Qin Feng always felt that there was something else in the way she looked at him, but he couldn't tell what it was.

Just at this time, Chu Luorong called Zhong Mengran, who turned her head and looked away, talking to Chu Luorong and not looking here again.

"It seems that I should find time to ask her later..."

While thinking, many people had already come to the hall, but most of them kept their distance from Qin Feng. Once they made eye contact with him, they immediately looked away, as if he was some kind of plague god.

"Haha, some people, relying on their luck to sneak into the inner sect, don't really think they can gain a firm foothold in the Wuxiang Sect in the future, right?"

A strange voice came from the entrance of the main hall. Qin Feng looked back and saw Xing Junming walking in with a group of Wangyashan disciples, including his "good brother" Qin Yu.

Qin Yu didn't have many opportunities to meet him, but every time they met, he looked at him with a bitter and resentful look.

Obviously, Qin Feng entered the sect with his own ability and didn't take Qin Yu's position, but his cheap brother just didn't like him.

For example, now, as soon as he saw Qin Feng, Qin Yu's eyes were like fire, and he wanted to pounce on him and eat him alive.

Qin Feng's eyes passed over him lightly, without even stopping for a long time, which made Qin Yu even more annoyed.

Especially now that Donggong Ya and Gongsun Miao were both around Qin Feng, the status of those two was very famous both in the immortal sect and in the mortal world.

And Qin Feng was still indifferent and impatient to the two of them, why?

However, no matter how dissatisfied he was, he couldn't say it at this time. After all, as a new disciple, he had no right to speak.

Xing Junming's voice was loud, which attracted a lot of attention at once. Zhan Yuan and the others also looked over. Anyone who was not a fool knew who he was talking about.

Dong Gongya frowned when he heard this, and looked at Xing Junming who was gradually approaching and said: "Hey, what do you mean by this?"

"That's right, if you have something to say, just say it in person, why are you being so weird?" Gongsun Miao was also very unhappy.

Both of them were straightforward people, and they hated others beating around the bush and being weird the most, and their status and position meant that they didn't need to play dumb with others.

Xing Junming came over with his arms folded, and smiled when he heard it: "Oh, you have a new helper so soon? You are quite amazing."

"Before, it was Gusu Li Huiling and the other two, and now you have the thigh of Xiaoyao Mountain. I think you are really born to be someone's lackey."

Although the identities of the two people in Xiaoyao Mountain are not ordinary, Xing Junming is from the Nine Gates. If there is no direct friction between the two sides, even Donggong Ya and the other two can't do anything to him.

Besides, even if the family members of these two knew that they stood up for a mortal, I am afraid they would not be happy.

Xing Junming's ridicule was unscrupulous, which made Qin Yu behind him secretly happy.

That's right, without the spiritual bones, you should be looked down upon in the immortal gate.

Qin Feng glanced at Xing Junming indifferently, and was too lazy to even respond. He asked Gongsun Miao beside him directly: "There shouldn't be any particular seat for listening to the class, right?"

Gongsun Miao was stunned for a moment and then reacted: "The class in the main mountain is open to all inner disciples, and there is no particular seat."

"Yeah." Qin Feng nodded.

"Why don't you come and sit with us, so that some people don't..."

But before Gongsun Miao finished his cordial invitation, Qin Feng found a seat in the back row and sat down casually.

He ignored Xing Junming and Gongsun Miao at the same time.

Xing Junming thought that after he finished speaking, Qin Feng would definitely be unable to hold back his blushing and refutation, but who knew that the other party would not accept it at all, just like a fist hitting cotton, although it didn't hurt, but it made him feel uncomfortable.

"Stop!"

There were so many people watching, but Qin Feng didn't respond. This made Xing Junming embarrassed for a moment, and he shouted at Qin Feng: "Didn't you hear me talking to you?"

Qin Feng had already sat down and changed to a comfortable position.

The hall used a cushion, but it had an armrest for back support. Qin Feng leaned on it, raised his head and looked at Xing Junming leisurely: "What did you say?"

His leisurely look made Xing Junming feel furious.

Although he wanted to rush up and grab Qin Feng and beat him up, it would be a disadvantage if he got angry at this time.

The disciple next to him hurriedly pulled him: "Brother, youBe generous, there is no need to argue with a mortal. Look at him, relying on his good luck and several times of being in the limelight before, he really thinks he can gain a foothold in the immortal gate. Look, at the beginning of the class, he only dares to sit in an inconspicuous position at the back. I am afraid that he will be picked by the elders and let people know that he has no real ability at all, right? "

Today's class is dedicated to teaching magic. Although everyone's spiritual bone elements are different, some offensive magic is practical for everyone.

Especially for the classes in the main mountain, regardless of the mountain gate spiritual bone, all the teachings are about combat and defense, so there is no distinction between mountain gate camps.

And in such classes, people are usually picked up on the spot to demonstrate after the teaching, and they fight two by two to observe the learning progress.

Disciples sitting in the front row are generally frequent visitors to this project, so most of those who dare to sit in the front in this class are somewhat confident in their own strength.

After all, the things taught in the classroom also need time to digest, and they have to be tested on the spot. Although there is no reward and punishment system, it is always embarrassing if the performance is not good. .

So some disciples with poor talent and physique mostly choose to sit in the back, so as not to be checked by the elders who are teaching.

After this disciple finished speaking, others also found that Qin Feng was sitting in the last two rows, and they didn't even dare to sit with Gongsun Miao and others.

Because disciples with excellent talent like Gongsun Miao and Donggong Ya are frequent visitors to the classroom for random checks, sitting with them will inevitably be regarded as the same kind of people as them.

Qin Feng's refusal turned into fear at this time. After all, he is a mortal. If he hadn't learned some magic before his mortal bones were dug out, he would not even be qualified to sit here.

Xing Junming sneered at this: "Yes, some people don't even have the courage to sit in the front row. What should I care about with such people?"

"Let's go, brothers, find a seat in the front, don't mix with a bunch of inferior people here, so as not to lose your identity!"