Feng Jue of the anti-sky agent

Chapter 58
Sensing the change in the atmosphere in the room, Baili Qingyun continued: "Let Feng Jue owe me a favor, so I can get more herbs that I can't even imagine, the one you gave me last time Qijue Grass and Immortal Medicine Herbs allowed me to refine many top-quality pills!"

Hearing what Baili Qingyun said, Feng Jue breathed a sigh of relief, and replied straightforwardly, "Just tell me what herbs you want in the future." Anyway, she has the mother of the earth and can summon all the herbs in the world.

Seeing Feng Jue heaving a sigh of relief, Baili Qingyun swallowed the bitterness in her heart, and said with a smile: "I don't have any medicinal materials I need yet, when I need them, I will talk to you. Don't refuse."

Feng Jue nodded happily: "Of course, of course."

Tina watched the two go back and forth, and couldn't help but sigh for Baili Qingyun in her heart. She likes women like the boss, but he accepts some. The boss has always been relatively slow in terms of love.

If Feng Jue knew what Tina was thinking now, Feng Jue would definitely complain, "You are the slowest in love, okay?"Okay? '

After a pause, Baili Qingyun said: "However, although you have recovered your life this time, you have lost all your fighting spirits."

Feng Luoxi and Feng Lingxiao looked at Feng Jue worriedly, Feng Luoxi said: "Sister Jue, don't be too sad, fortunately your spiritual root is not broken, you can still continue to practice."

Feng Jue smiled indifferently: "Don't worry about me, just start from the beginning, it won't trouble me."

Tina also smiled and said, "Yes, the three of us are the same now, let's work hard together in the future! I will work hard to become a pharmacist and become your most solid backing."

Cang Qiong rolled his eyes helplessly, "Be careful that the cowhide blows up, you should keep a low profile!"

Tina was in a good mood, she glanced at the sky but did not refute.

When Baili Qingyun and the others saw Feng Jue and the others talking and joking like this, they understood that this matter really didn't seem to affect them at all.

Just as Baili Qingyun and the others thought, for Feng Jue, she really didn't care about losing the orange fighting spirit. The fighting spirit was strange in the first place, so it's good to have it gone now.In the future, learning from the basics will be more stable.

As for Tina and Cang Qiong, it is because they believe in Feng Jue that they will definitely be stronger and more powerful in the future.If such a small setback can defeat Feng Jue, then Feng Jue is not qualified to be their boss, so they will not say comforting words to kill them.

After Feng Jue cultivated for another two days, he began to formally start class.

Because Tina had already worshiped Baili Qingyun as her teacher, she didn't have to go to the big classroom to attend classes, so only Feng Jue and Cang Qiong went to class.

Although Feng Jue missed a few days of class due to injury, Cang Qiong had already been there, so Cang Qiong briefly explained the situation of their class along the way.

In the elementary class, it is divided into five departments, and each department is divided into three classes, A, B, and C. Each class has 25 students, and they are eliminated by the three classes. The [-] people with the worst qualifications are divided into Unified class, Ding class.

When the junior freshman tested Dou Ling before, Feng Jue and the three were given the name of waste, so Feng Jue and Cang Qiong were assigned to the worst small class in the school without any surprise.

After introducing these, the two of Feng Jue had already arrived in the classroom. The students in the classroom were very depressed because they were assigned to Class D, and the whole class was in a state of depression.

Feng Jue walked into the front of the classroom, slammed on the table, and said angrily, "Get up!"

There was a thunder on the ground, and all the students stood up suddenly in fright.

When they found out that the sound was made by Feng Jue, they all slumped down on the chairs like mud again, complaining about themselves.

(End of this chapter)