i object to this marriage

290

I stood outside the Qilin Hall for a long time, wondering if it would make too much noise if I broke in and dragged Ling Zhao out.

Obviously it will.

291

I turn around.

It's definitely not because I'm afraid of being caught by the cardinal priest and making trouble and then being hung up in some fascinating place. I just feel that the matter has come to this point and I have time to be angry at the door here. Why don't I go back and read a few more scrolls, and be more familiar with the beauty technique... …

292

I turn back again.

fart!

Even if I get full marks every time I take the test, as long as Ling Zhao doesn't cooperate, it's all useless.

293

I really don't want to be tied up into a chrysalis under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

I turned back again.

294

The next day, I got my exam paper at the Shenjun Academy, and I wrote "one hundred points" and marked "superior" with a vermilion pen next to it.

I am not the only one. Du Kangjun and Zhao Yujun also received the same evaluation. The difference is that Du Kangjun and Zhao Yujun eat enough for one person and the whole family is not hungry, but I dragged Ling Zhao, the oily bottle.

Therefore, on the red list, Ling Zhao and I wrote side by side, followed by "[-] points", ranking last among the ninety pairs of immortals.

295

It is impossible to go home.

I can only watch helplessly as Zhao Yujun takes the badge for entering and exiting the Nantian Gate from the Cardinal Priest.

Du Kangjun was very happy. It should be because he didn't drink alcohol today, and he tried his best to lift his eyelids and draw the corners of his mouth for a long time, but his whole face was too deep in sleep. With the waist card, he stepped out of Shenjun Academy with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Zhao Yujun did not have any fluctuations, bowed his hands to the cardinal priest with his usual face and bowed to salute, pushed his hands out and retracted them and then brushed them on his chest, his hands were empty, and turned away with a light smile.

296

Usually, Mr. Si Ming likes to hang out with Mr. Zhao Yu the most. Once Mr. Zhao Yu left, he became a frequent visitor to my place.

Sitting in front of the table, I dug out the scroll of Xuanwu Realm that was interrupted by Ling Zhaoye’s visit to Yaotai last time. The scroll was unfolded, and a plate of spiritual fruits was placed next to it. Si Mingjun leaned against the table as if he had no bones. on the soft couch.

While shaking the feather fan in his hand, he took the fruit in mouthfuls, but he still couldn't stop his mouth: "So, you had another fight with Lord Qilin yesterday?"

Today he came to my Hundred Flowers Hall, and when he passed by the Qilin Hall, he saw a huge pillar that had been melted, and he insisted on pushing this matter on me.

297

I couldn't resist him digging into the root of the problem, nodded, and continued to study——

Since the war of gods and demons, the worlds of the gods have been harmonious and peaceful, but the Xuanwu world has gradually declined due to the short life and premature aging of the Xuanwu gods of the past dynasties.

In the history of the gods, one of the shortest-lived Xuanwu gods died when he was more than 800 years old. He had no children under his knees. He was exempted from the examination and succeeded the emperor. Once the precedent was set, it became a custom.

Short-lived premature aging...

There was a gust of wind in front of me, I looked up and found that it was Si Mingjun shaking a feather fan in front of me, I said: "What?"

Si Mingjun hehe said: "I said, among all the immortals in the heavens, you are the only one who dares to provoke Qilin Lord!"