Junior sister of the whole department, what's wrong with being a little arrogant

Bian Hongchang breathed rapidly and stared at the face in front of him.

The fire was so bright that he could no longer see clearly what was outside.

The faint scent of the flowers was constantly reminding him that everything that had just happened was real.

He was almost burned by the fire.

Even if you don't die, you will be seriously injured.

He even knew that Feng Yuetong had stopped on purpose.

If he doesn't stop in time, he will die.

He is clearly just a young cultivator in the early Phoenix Realm, so why can he burst out with such powerful strength?

Is it really just because of good fire control?

"Can you catch it?" Feng Yuetong's voice woke him up completely.

He suddenly put his hands on the ground and moved back quickly, "No, no need, leave it to Instructor Feng."

Even though the fireball was in Feng Yuetong's hand, he could still feel the heat wave on his face, as if it could dry out his skin.

"Teacher Feng is right. Alchemists should really learn how to control fire. I was too arrogant before..."

Bian Hongchang didn't dare to look into Feng Yuetong's eyes again.

He Xing then stepped forward and helped him up, "We are willing to learn alchemy from Master Feng."

The other students also shouted, "We are willing to learn alchemy from Teacher Feng."

The fireball in Feng Yuetong's hand suddenly disappeared, and then she stood with her hands behind her back, and she was naturally satisfied seeing the students so excited.

She had just seen that although these students were assigned to Class D, she was confident that she could bring them up and surpass overtime.

"Continue to control the fire." Feng Yuetong returned to the lecture hall and condensed the power of the fire element.

The flame in her hand was blazing, and the flame was purple-blue inside.

"Controlling fire is not just about collecting fire in time, but also about controlling the power of the fire element..."

The students listened to Feng Yuetong very carefully and kept trying according to Feng Yuetong's method.

……

Two months passed in a flash.

Students in each class have their own gains, and the students in Class D are the happiest.

Because as long as they make progress, Teacher Feng will reward them.

Sometimes it is spiritual plants, sometimes it is spiritual fruits, and sometimes it is a holiday.

This made the students in other classes very envious.

Teacher Zhu's hatred towards Feng Yuetong grew deeper and deeper, and every time he looked at Feng Yuetong, his eyes seemed to be filled with poison.

"Miss." Bai Chuling and Shen Yunce came together to find Feng Yuetong.

The two of them had only been in the National Academy for two months and had lost a lot of weight. Sword cultivation was indeed the hardest job.

"Sister, I haven't had a good night's sleep for five days..."

Bai Chuling's eyes turned red as soon as she saw Feng Yuetong, and she kept telling him about her grievances.

Bai Lang whimpered, "Bai Fengyuan is here too, and she's also in the Sword Training Class A."

If Bai Lang didn't speak, Feng Yuetong would almost forget who Bai Fengyuan was.

Bai Fengyuan should be Bai Chuling's cousin and the daughter of Bai Chuling's uncle.

"Did she team up with her classmates to bully your master? Your master is such a fool, he just keeps suffering in silence without knowing it?"

The white wolf whimpered again, "That's right, Bai Fengyuan is really too despicable, and my master is too naive."

"Okay, don't feel wronged. Go home and have a good meal and rest. Your cousin will probably send someone to invite you back to the Yun Mansion."

Feng Yuetong became interested in Bai Fengyuan.

What kind of monster is this who had the guts to chase Bai Chuling to the National Academy? He knew that Bai Chuling's grandfather's house was here, but he still didn't restrain himself.

"Will the young lady cook for her herself?" Speaking of having a meal, Bai Chuling thought of Feng Yuetong's cooking skills, and tears were about to flow out of her mouth.

"Since you guys are working so hard, I will just have to endure the hardship and cook for you myself."

After Feng Yuetong finished speaking, she asked Shen Yunce to buy some ingredients.

Feng Yuetong was originally going to cook herself to make some food supplements for her grandmother.

Feng Yuetong felt a little uneasy when she thought that there was someone else at home.

I thought I could go home every day, but the rule of the National Academy is to have a monthly holiday.

I went back once last month, but didn't see that person. Neither my grandmother nor the fortune-bringing messenger knew where he had gone.

The fortune-bringing messenger only said that Feng Yuetong came back at an unfortunate moment when Biluo had gone out for something.

So what about this time?

Did Biluo leave completely, or did she return to the house later?

The fortune-bringing messenger actually stayed in the house to protect the old princess for Feng Yuetong, which made Feng Yuetong very moved.

"Thank you for your hard work." Feng Yuetong felt a little sorry when she saw the fortune-bringing messenger.

He is the chief of the four messengers under Si Tianming's throne. He takes orders directly from Si Tianming and is very busy all day long.

As a result, he not only became a coachman, but now he is also a security guard.

"What are you saying, Princess? Why am I working so hard?" The fortune-bringing messenger knew what Feng Yuetong meant.

What he said was also true. It was really not hard at all to protect the old princess here.

Now the other three messengers are still traveling around to ensure the safety of various places.

He was considered to be taken care of. He had free time every day and didn't need to do anything as long as no one came to attack him.

"I recently made these pills." There are thousands of words to express my gratitude, but no matter how much I say, it won't make much sense.

A bottle of top-grade elixir, the Fortune-bringing Messenger was a little stunned.

He wanted to refuse, but seemed to remember something, so he accepted the top-grade elixir.

"Thank you, my lord."

The old princess was supported by Chuntao and stood at the door of the living room, looking around. If she was not afraid that the head of the Yun family would know she was coming, the old princess would have gone to the door to greet him.

The spirit chicken followed the old princess very obediently.

"Tong'er."

The old princess saw Feng Yuetong as soon as she stepped into the courtyard.

She was so excited that she strode towards Feng Yuetong.

Seeing this, Feng Yuetong teleported in front of the old princess.

"grandmother……"

The old princess' eyes were red as she looked at Feng Yuetong carefully.

The old princess's hands were shaking with excitement, and she held Feng Yuetong's hand tightly.

She knew that Feng Yuetong was going to the National Academy to be a tutor, but she was so close to the Yun family. She was really worried that the head of the Yun family would find out something and do something bad to Feng Yuetong.

Even though Feng Yuetong has returned safely now, the old princess still dares not relax.

"Good boy, you've lost weight."

"Grandma, I'm not thin at all." Feng Yuetong smiled and raised her hand to point at Bai Chuling who had just walked over.

“The one who really lost weight was Chu Ling.”

Following the direction Feng Yuetong pointed, the old princess saw Bai Chuling, who had lost a lot of weight.

"Chu Ling, what's wrong with you? Haven't you eaten in the past two months?"

Bai Chuling came closer, crying, "Grandmother Feng, you don't know that the life of a sword cultivator is so hard..."

After listening to Bai Chuling's long story, the old princess didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Sword cultivators have the strongest fighting power, but naturally they also suffer the most.

Just as they were entering the living room, Butler Shang came to report that someone from the Yun Mansion had arrived.