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Chapter 644

Words:2016Update:22/06/26 13:44:14

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Huang Quan City.

The mission of the first class of students was to cooperate with the soldiers in the city to defend against the Blood Tribe. Now that all of the Blood Tribe in a radius of over five hundred kilometers had been wiped out, all they could do was stand on the city wall and stare blankly at nothing.

Some students suggested pushing the front line toward the Dark Marshlands, but all of these suggestions were vetoed by the Flying Sword God. The Blood Tribe had already realized that they could be ambushed if they attacked recklessly.

Some of the neighboring cities had also benefited from their previous battle. Many of the students had been forced to slack off as well. They stared blankly at the vast and empty continent, not knowing what to do.

In the past, there would still be a few Blood Tribe scouts, but now, there weren't even any mosquitoes to be seen!

An Lin had set up a table of mahjong atop the city wall, and he was currently playing the game.

He left the scouting on the city wall to his disciple. Xiao Ze was a powerful being at the pinnacle of the Return to Void Intermediate Stage anyway, and his divine sense was comparable to that of a first-rate sect, so it was safest for him to stay here.

Bam!

"F * ck!"



Xu Xiaolan waved a hand outward with a dainty smile. "That's it! Every word is the same! "

An Lin, Dabai, and Xuanyuan Cheng all heaved forlorn sighs. Xiao Chou handed over eight stuffed buns ignored by Dabai to Xiaolan as his spoils of war.

All of the spectating students stared at An Lin and the others with scorching light in their eyes. They also wanted to play mahjong like this. Ptui! They also wanted to play stuffed buns like this. Hmm, wrong … that's what it meant.

A hundred steamers meant a thousand stuffed buns in total, which was enough for them to play for an entire day.

An Lin saw a hint of yearning in Su Qianyun's dreamy eyes, and he immediately relinquished his seat. "Come on, you can play as well."

"Huh? Can I really play? But I don't really know how to play. "Su Qianyun was a little hesitant as she looked at the mahjong on the table with a hint of curiosity mixed with nervousness.

"Sure, you can just lose a bit more!" An Lin smiled.

Just like that, An Lin gave his seat to Su Qianyun.

Then, Su Qianyun perfectly fulfilled An Lin's words and lost a little more.

Some of the spectating students saw the four players playing mahjong on the table, and they had a rough idea of how they were going to play. They used a spell technique to create a bunch of mahjong tiles and began to play as well. However, the stakes weren't as high as Dabai Ignores Steamed Bun, and they were only betting on some spirit stones and pills.

Gradually, a wave of mahjong became popular on the city wall.

After the Flying Sword God and City Lord Cheng Fei finished their business, they walked up the stairs and headed towards the stronghold.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Ling Xiao, your student is really a dragon among men, a proud son of heaven! Such responsible and powerful students are like the dazzling new stars of the Celestial Court. Their radiance will definitely illuminate the entire Kingdom of the Nine States in the future! "City Lord Cheng Fei praised loudly with a smile on his face.

The Flying Sword God was very proud of himself, but he still maintained a modest expression. "You're too kind, Fellow Daoist Cheng Fei. They're only average and outstanding … They still have a long way to go! Your soldiers are well-trained and are the elite soldiers of the State. I observed your soldiers' training before and found that they are extremely proficient in the use of joint spell formations. Their morale and battle intent are all one and the same, which is truly admirable. It's exactly because of your protection that the Kingdom of the Nine States is not invaded. "

The two of them exchanged pleasantries as they walked out of the circular gate and appeared on the city wall.

Then, both of them were stunned by the scene that unfolded before them.

Crackle, crackle, crackle.

"I touch!"

"Haha, I'll screw you!"

"I lose it."

"I throw it …"

"I touch again!"

"I win!"

"Ptui! You're cheating! Do you know how to play?! "



On the city wall, the students set up tables and began to play mahjong.

Of course, there was also a small group of students who silently gathered together to play Landlord …

The scene was so beautiful that the Flying Sword God couldn't even imagine it!

Even City Lord Cheng Fei's lips twitched. He had just been praising the students with all his might just a moment ago, but this joyous mahjong scene on top of the city wall made his face burn with embarrassment.

Although the Flying Sword God's mood fluctuated and his gaze shifted elsewhere from time to time, at the very least, he still stuck to his post. On this point. The students were completely outclassed.

Thankfully, his performance just then was a bit more modest and he didn't directly respond to the City Lord's praise. Otherwise, he would have been completely humiliated by these students!

However, thinking about it, these students were only around twenty years of age and had spent most of their time cultivating. They had never gone through the military-style training of the military, so their mental state and discipline were still quite lacking compared to the soldiers. Thus, it was understandable that this would happen.

"Ahem, students, what are you all doing?!" The Flying Sword God braced himself and spoke in a loud voice.

"Bang!" "I'll screw you!" "Haha …"

The Flying Sword God's flesh crawled, and he was just about to flare up.

At this moment, a student raised his hand and reported, "Homeroom teacher, we're playing mahjong."

The Flying Sword God's face convulsed. What the f * ck is this? I'm asking you what you're doing because I'm condemning what you're doing, not actually asking you what you're doing!!!

Did all of you cultivate to the point that there was something wrong with your brains?!

Some students understood the meaning behind the homeroom teacher's words, and they offered an explanation. "Senior Xiaoze is responsible for the safety of Huang Quan City, and his divine sense is extremely powerful. If he can't find us, then we definitely won't be able to either, so why don't we do something else?"

The Flying Sword God faltered upon hearing this, and he sighed with emotion in his heart. That sounded quite reasonable. Could it be that his excuse for scolding the students was also gone as well …

He turned his gaze toward a certain spot on top of the city wall, where a handsome young man in black sat with his legs crossed. His eyes were tightly shut, and he seemed to be in a certain state.

That young man was none other than Xiaoze, who was responsible for the safety of Huang Quan City.

The Flying Sword God felt like Xiaoze's condition was a little strange. Why was his body swaying slightly?

He made his way over to discover that there was still a translucent liquid hanging from the corner of Xiaoze's lips, and his body was swaying unconsciously in the wind. This, this …

The Flying Sword God's chest constricted, and he roared with rage in his heart. Was this really a f * cking city guard? Are you sure he's not sleeping?!

My God … These students must have gotten a little too full of themselves!

The Flying Sword God felt like it was time for him to teach his students the right outlook on their profession, cultivation, and values.

An Lin made his way over to Tina, who had her eyes closed, as if she were meditating.

An Lin extended a finger and poked the fairy's delicate face. It was soft and bouncy to the touch, as if it were an egg that had just been peeled off its shell.

Tina slowly woke up, and her gem-like eyes stared at An Lin, blinking in an extremely mesmerizing manner.

"How's the Divine Mirror World?" An Lin asked.

The Divine Mirror World was a name that An Lin and Tina had decided on after some discussion. It implied that the gods had created this mirror world with Qi Lou City of the Ancient Tai Chu Realm as the foundation.

"This …" A peculiar expression appeared on Tina's face as she extended a slender finger and pointed it toward An Lin's forehead. "See for yourself."

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