Demonic Prince’s Wild Consort: The Trash Illegitimate Miss

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That turned out to be the case.

Bai Ye knew for himself that a small subordinate could not buy Tianyi's mentor at the same time. It seemed that he could not sign up, and could not get in touch with the two masters in front of him.

Mo Zenji looked at Bai Ye with interest, and this boy was a little interesting.

Bai Ye glanced at him lightly, looking away: "What kind of scum master, what kind of dog slave." Then, he walked away smartly.

Leave Fu Sheng and Mo Chanyu, you look at me, I look at you, both laughed out loud.

"That Bai Luo's strength really is not ordinary, and her thinking is very flexible. When she did it, I felt that the internal force fluctuated, at least at the level of Wu Zun or above, but she was only 16 or 7 years old."

Fu Sheng didn't expect her suit to be spotted by Bai Ye in a short time, and she was very young and had an unfathomable background. Although she was disgraceful, she was absolutely correct.

Mo Chan stunned his head and shook his head disapprovingly: "What is the thinking of strength, his face is the most amazing. Seeing it from a close distance makes me want to change my taste."

"..." Fu Sheng was speechless and immediately interrupted him: "Don't talk nonsense, let's go, let's report the name as well."

In this compartment, Bai Ye was following the road pointed out by taking care of Yan Nuo, and kept going east. Finally, in a nearly deserted suburb, the legendary Saint British College was found to have fallen to the ground.

"Well, it's enough to live up to the frustration. It's enough frustration." Bai Ye silently gave such an evaluation, and at this time also felt a little hungry.

This gate is no longer a door, and it can collapse with just one kick.

At the door was a table and a chair. On the chair was a middle-aged fat man who was still dozing off, the leaves were slumping, and the autumn wind was blowing. The desolate scene at this time made Bai Ye want to sing a little cabbage .

Bai Ye dared to promise that if the fat man's head was pulled down one more point, he would fall into the ring on the table.

Sure enough, he originally pointed his hand at the cheek and slipped, stumbling! The entire face slammed into the ring.

Bai Ye covered his eyes and whispered a bit, this picture couldn't be seen directly.

"Fuck, who the **** dare to fight Lao Tzu! I don't want to live!" The fat man with fat eyes opened his eyes, and a dark ink smeared on his face, and his hand was about to fight. .

The belly is very round and the body is very fleshy. Although the eyebrows are still quite large, the flesh is more than half destroyed.

Bai Ye's mouth twitched. As a tutor, wouldn't such a boldness really scare the students away ...

"My mentor, I'm here to sign up." Bai Ye put down his hands, grinned hard, and said politely.

"What?" The fat man's motion was stagnant, his expression was still full of anger, and then he raised his hand and dug out his ears in a funny way: "boy, do you say that again?"

"I'm here to sign up. May I do something?"

He instantly got up from the chair, and the chair made a rattling noise: "Little boy, fortunately! I am the mentor Ji Pin here, you can call me the mentor Ji, did you hit me just now? Come on, come here and make a note. "

Bai Ye's smile froze on his face. What's the point of this 360-degree change?

And the name, the season ... the offering ... the best?

She especially wanted to ask the fat man, did you pick it up from your parents? How could you give your son such a sore name? But ... he's really good enough.