I Can Add More If I Kill Chapter 110

　　 "It turned out to be like this..." Su Sheng nodded, thinking about it.

　　 Given the difficulty of star network cultivation, reaching Dacheng within four years, this condition is already harsh.

　　 Not to mention the difficulty of cultivation, even if it succeeds, can anyone really endure using a defensive psychic technique that is close to the two-star psychic technique for several years?

　　 And, although Bai Chen didn't say, but his school's unique knowledge must not be so easy to obtain.

　　The four regions of Yunlan, southeast, northwest, are jointly under the jurisdiction of the Central Jade City, but are relatively independent.

　　 Before the Longyuan Secret Realm was opened, no students from the other three domains had come over, and it was evident from then on.

　　 As a Jidao student, Su Sheng wants to obtain their unique spiritual skills from the Star Fan Spirit Academy in the Southern Territory. The difficulty can be imagined.

　　 Not to mention the hospital, I am afraid that Xingfan's students are not willing to let their own unique skills drift to other places in the first place, right?

　　 "To be an extraordinary person, you must do extraordinary things." Bai Chen said lightly.

　　 Su Sheng smiled: "Students understand."

　　The Way of the Spiritualist is nothing more than a controversy.

　　 The agreement between Jidao and Xingfan is an opportunity.

　　 Since there is such an opportunity, there is no reason to let it go.

　　 Soldiers will come to block, water will come to cover, but it's just a matter of taking what you have learned.

　　 On this day, Yu Buyu tried the newly bought clothes, dressed up a bit, and went to the airport with Zuo Ting.

　　 Zuo Ting drove a luxury sedan worth more than one million yuan. It was originally Ji Hui's car, but now Yu Buyu has handled it.

　　 This car is quite eye-catching in a third-rate city like Tianhui City.

　　 At the gate of the airport, some passers-by looked at the car coming by, and cast their eyes.

　　 Several young men and women who seem to be still in middle school are standing and chatting on the side of the road not far away, as if they are also coming to pick up people.

　　 One of the girls whispered: "This car looks good, eh?"

　　 Jing Ming glanced at it, and said, "It's just a style that Yunchi Group released a few years ago. It's only one or two million."

　　 "It's expensive..." The girl still whispered while looking at the car.

Another stylish girl with long pear curly hair couldn't help but laugh out loud: “Xiaohui, what is a car worth one or two million? My family has two cars of this level, and Jingming's family has at least six or seven cars. Bar."

　　 "Really..." Only then did He Xiaohui realize that Jing Ming's family was so rich and looked at Jing Ming in surprise.

　　 The last tall and thin young man also responded: "Of course, it also means that during last summer vacation, I was fortunate enough to ride in that three-million-dollar sports car of Brother Jing."

　　 Jingming smiled and said, "My dad won't let me play in the car during school. Xiaohui, after a few days of vacation, I will drive you out to play, and I will eat and drink all inclusive."

　　 "Brother Jing is magnificent!" The tall and thin young man immediately praised.

　　 The long-haired girl pulled He Xiaohui's hand at the right time and said: "Xiaohui, this time I've got your light."

　　 He Xiaohui lowered her head shyly upon hearing this.

　　 He Xiaohui is a school girl in the Fifth Spirit, and she used to be classmates with long-haired girls.

　　 Jingming's girlfriend changes every month, and now he is basically tired of the girls around him. It happened that he met He Xiaohui through a girl with long hair.

　　 He Xiaohui's own family conditions are average. At this moment, seeing Jing Ming, who is handsome and rich in money, is also a man of the world, and it is indeed a little moved.

　　 Jingming looked at her expression, knowing that he had almost taken it down, and nodded secretly to the long-haired **** the side.

　　 "If only that Su Xue could handle it so easily."

　　 Jing Ming couldn't help but think of Su Xue, who is now in the limelight in the school. This kind of unavailability made Jing Ming tickled.

　　 At this moment, the tall and thin young man suddenly said in surprise: "Hey, Brother Jing, that girl is so beautiful!"

　　 Jing Ming turned his head and looked at the quiet temperament. The girl with a red butterfly tattoo on her left shoulder couldn't help being stunned, and then she became very interested in her eyes.

　　 regardless of He Xiaohui next to her, she walked straight up.

　　 Yu Buyu and Zuo Ting did not enter the hall, but waited in place.

　　 Yubuyu and Zuo Ting got out of the car. Zuo Ting checked the flight of the E33768 aircraft. He breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Yubuyu: "It's still eight minutes to arrive. Fortunately, it's okay. I've caught up."

　　 Yu said softly, "Your driving skills need to be improved."

　　 Zuo Ting's heart is endless, is this tm a problem with my car skills?

　　 Didn't you just wait a while? I've been waiting downstairs for almost an hour, but it's just an hour?

　　 But the situation is better than others, and he can't beat it. Zuo Ting can only swallow this breath.

　　 At this moment, Yubuyu and Zuo Ting noticed that someone was approaching at the same time.

　　 Jingming put his hands in his pockets, crossed Zuo Ting and came to Yubuyu, showing a sunny smile and said: "Hello, classmate, are you waiting for someone?"

　　 Not far away, He Xiaohui looked at Jing Ming in amazement, all her previous good feelings were all in the water, and after a change of expression, she turned and left without looking back.

　　 The long-haired girl and the tall and thin young man shook their heads and had to follow Jing Ming.

　　 Zuo Ting was taken aback, this student who has not grown all the hair still wants to soak in a fish without speaking?

　　 Get angry, but gentleman behavior still needs to behave, don't wait for the fish to speak~www.mtlnovel.com~ Zuo Ting stood in the middle and said: "If you have anything to do, just tell me."

　　 Jingming was a little surprised: "Aren't you the driver of this beautiful woman?"

　　 "Am I the driver?" Jing Ming stopped beating when he heard it.

　　 Forced to endure the urge to punch the boy's head in front of the public in the large courtyard, Zuo Ting stared at Jing Ming and said solemnly: "Go away!"

　　 Jing Ming was also taken aback. He didn't expect this young driver to be quite temperamental. He said scornfully, "What are you, dare you tell me to get out?"

　　 "That's right, dare to tell me Jing brother to get rid of, are you tired of life?" The young master shouted loudly behind Jing Ming.

　　 Jingming stretched out his finger to point to Zuo Ting's chest, and leaned closer: “I'll let you go this time, quickly get out of the way, or...ah!”

　　 What kind of believer is Zuo Ting, she squeezed the two outstretched fingers of Jing Ming and folded it towards the back, and immediately made the young man in front of him scream like a pig.

　　 "Brother Jing!"

　　 "Jingming!"

　　 The long-haired girl and the tall and thin young man were shocked, and they went forward to pull Zuo Ting away.

　　 was glared by Zuo Ting's murderous intent, and the backs of both of them chilled at the same time, and they didn't dare to take a half step again!

　　 "Ah... let me go!"

　　 Zuo Ting snorted coldly, pinched Jing Ming's fingers and kept pressing down, so that Jing Ming sat on the ground with pain, and then kicked away: "Go!"

　　Jing Ming also knew that he had kicked the iron plate. As a spiritualist with more than seventy spiritual powers, he couldn't even return his hand in front of the opponent. It was obvious that the opponent was a spiritualist.

　　Jing Ming didn't dare to say anything harsh, clutching his broken finger, even the person waiting for the reception, leaving with the two behind him embarrassed.

　　 The pedestrians who watched the excitement all looked at Zuo Ting in surprise. In a fringe city like Tianhui City, spiritualists are still relatively rare.

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