Summer practice three volts, winter practice 39.

Those who cultivate are not less diligent.

However, Zhou Yan's teaching on Zhu Xiaoguang was like a stone-breaking, so that everyone's head could not turn.

Do you want to take laziness to the extreme?

Is he serious?

Seeing the solemn appearance of Zhou Yan, the doubts in the hearts of the people were suddenly dispelled.

I'm pretty sure he's serious.

Awesome!

I wish Xiao Guang's face to show shame: "Teacher, don't make fun of me, from now on, I will study the fairy law hard."

Anyone who hears this strange word of Zhou Yan will think that he is saying the opposite, and wish Xiaoguang is no exception.

He was ashamed in his heart.

However.

"I don't bother to make fun of you, just said, are the truth, the lazy to the extreme, is your way."

Again, Zhou Yan is still serious and does not seem to want to joke at all.

I wish the little light for a long time, and finally looked at Zhou Yan, quickly rolled up the big cake stained with dust on the ground, and left here.

He remembered the persuasion when the snow left: Your teacher is not reliable.

At the moment, it seems really unreliable.

For your own bright future, or find another teacher!

This time, even if you take a poison oath that only sleeps for 20 hours a day, you must also put under the door of a famous teacher.

Until the little fat man disappeared, the people returned to God, looking at the same dazed Zhou Yan's eyes, full of jokes.

This will be the first teacher in the history of the Moon Palace to be disliked by students.

And he hates him, or a waste student.

No, to be precise, Zhou Yan is not a teacher of the moon shrine, he is at most a tru�ative joke.

Ignoring what people around me thought, Zhou Yan withdrew his eyes and strode out of this place.

Everything is still under control.

In the next few days, the little fat man wished Xiaoguang on the journey of worship, but unsurprisingly, he was rejected by all the teachers.

The opportunity was only once, the entrance examination gave him, he did not cherish, now want to save, it is difficult.

Another important reason is that the moon shrine people have heard of the contradiction between Zhaocang and Zhou Yan, and now rush to accept Xiaoguang as a disciple, it is too easy to put themselves on the cusp.

Most people prefer to look at the wall.

So, after a few days of wandering, the heart is full of fatigue and dejected.

If he could not enter the teacher's door, he could only hold the identity of the famous disciple, but the identity of several disciples in the Moon Shrine was extremely low.

Even the most basic exercises, he is not qualified to enter.

“What a pity, how comfortable it is to sleep!”

The pitcher has no door, serocity, the little fat man is up and down to sleep, too lazy to think about this headache.

A few days later, the little fat man was confused, but suddenly he was awakened by a sound of Yingying Yanyan, opened the little bean eyes, and suddenly emitted a fiery light.

In the distance, a group of beautiful girls came together.

Long hair like a waterfall, laughing.

I wish Xiaoguang dreamed of countless beautiful sisters who have spent thousands of snows, and they are also among them.

The silver bell laughs passed by.

After all, these girls are just passers-by, and they did not cast half-concerned eyes for Zhu Xiaoguang.

The little fat man was depressed, and a heart that had just ripped up because he saw the flower sister, soon fell silent.

She doesn’t remember me at all.

“You idiot, why don’t you leave the moon?”

When he was lying, his voice suddenly sounded over his head.

I wish the little light raised his head and instantly fell into a moment of obsession.

Hua Qianxue was looking at him, slightly leaned over, his legs pulled straight, and with a few thin clear faces, floating a few wisps of green silk that moved by the wind.

The girl's unique sweet aroma, floating in the air.

“Is that the girl who cares about me?”

I wish the little light sink in the eyes of a thousand snows, so that the latter question, he has been slow to answer the enlightenment.

Another girl came, with a look of some impatience, tugged a thousand snows and said, “A thousand snows, what do you care about this fat man’s idle?”

“If he wants to stay in the moon shrine and die, let him go!”

The persuasion of the female companion made a thousand snow willows slightly, and there was some discomfort in her heart, but he did not know how to refute it.

In addition, she saw that Xiaoguang always had a demented appearance, so she had to sigh and leave.

They are kind to themselves, but others do not appreciate, why bother to find trouble?

By him!

The girl's shadow went far, wishing the little light suddenly returned to God and raised her palms to the corners of her mouth.

It's really incontroversial.

When he was asleep, his blood flowed, and his legs flew toward the gate.

With the horse elder waist card, he successfully deceived Zhou Yan, who lived in a wooden house, heard the hurried footsteps from the distance, and his mouth was slightly raised.

Unsurprisingly, the guy came.

The smile was just half-way through, and a rolling figure blocked the doorway of the wooden house and knelt down and shouted, "Teacher, please guide me to cultivate."

For the watch teacher Wei, Zhou Yansheng smiled, and his face under the board snorted: "Call to wave and go, do you think I don't have to face?"

"I'll get on my knees outside for two days."

He closed the wooden door with a sip, and Zhou Yan immediately opened the Fa Xuan's real eyes and looked at the outside and silently said: Don't go!

Fortunately, I wish the little light did not leave, and he knelt outside the door.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

It is still a small fat man's interest, if he turns away with anger, Zhou Yan iron will rush out to stop him.

At that time, the doctor will lose his face.

Two days and two nights.

The little fat man knelt very seriously and only stole forty-two hours of sleep.

At dawn on the third day, a cold teenager appeared in front of the wooden house, looked at the little fat man who was on his knees and snorted, and asked, "Are you here to sacrifice the sky?"

The purr stopped, the little fat man just opened the little bean's eyes, and he saw a very violent scene: Zhou Yan was beating the cold boy Xiaoli.

Little ass, I can't say, what is the sacrifice of heaven, when I die?

He was angry and ran away until he cried his father, and he was angry.

“Looking for me?”

When the vent was finished, Zhou Yan squeezed ten fingers and asked lightly.

“The Master...”

Xiao Li wept and was sad, and as soon as he blurted out, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the little fat man eavesdropping, so he hurriedly changed his name: "Brother, Elder Ma said, in order to win the top spot in the middle of the year, I will be closed off from tomorrow."

"I'll tell you something today, lest you worry."

Zhou Yan will like to say, slightly nodded and said, "Peaceful cultivation, I am also looking forward to your performance in the middle of the year."

"And the one named Zhao Jie, you beat him hard when you played him."