Not letting him say the following words, Nalan Ruoxue begged sweetly: "Brother Chen, you caught a cold yesterday. People care about you and want to take care of you. You still beat them away. They are unhappy."

Chen Fei was helpless by her, so he could only look at Jun Ru again. The latter kicked forward with his foot on Shen Fei's legs and kicked Ruoxue: "Stop pretending to be garlic here, people's belongs, you are the **** in the brothel."

"You dare to kick me." Nalan Ruoxue stood up, grabbed the brush on the table and threw it at Junru. After throwing the brush, she was not satisfied and threw the inkstone at her in the same way. Chen Fei was busy trying to persuade her to fight. He was first thrown by the brush, and then hit by the inkstone, making the ink full of ink, making her very impatient. And Mo Junru also ran away at this time, showing off her long nails and scratching her at the other party.

Nalan Ruoxue is not a fuel-efficient lamp, so he repays it intact.

The two women fought each other, Chen Fei was in pain in the middle, and he didn't know how many unjust injuries he had suffered from. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and slapped the table and stood up: "Shut up, shut up." He was angry, and his sharp eyes swept over Junru, unable to force her to retreat, and then swept over Nalan Ruoxue, exactly the same. He sighed: "You two make trouble, I'll go, I'll go."

So, Chen Fei walked out of the seat in front of everyone, walked past the cold palace Yue, helped up the table that was pushed down, and sat on Nalan Ruoxue's seat.

Seeing that the venue for the fight was gone, the two little girls stopped paying attention to each other and turned their heads to the side angrily. Leng Gongyue wanted to come forward to persuade the fight, but when she saw that the atmosphere was not right, she retreated and just cared for her with her eyes.

Nalan Ruoxue and Mo Junru sat together with their lips and turned their backs to their backs: "Stay away from me, this is my seat."

"Damn, you want to be shameless. This is Chen Fei's position, okay."

"Brother Chen and I have changed seats."

"Did I agree?"

"Why do we need you to agree to change seats?"

"I am his relative."

"Blood relationship?"

“We came from the same village.”

"Then I am still a relative of the Jade Emperor."

"You fart."

"You fart."

"you……"

Suddenly, the two of them kept silent at the same time, because the man who was comparable to the sky appeared in the center of the school, and his appearance meant that everything needed to calm down.

The head teacher looked around and sat down. Seeing Chen Fei and two women facing each other with their backs, he smiled: "Before class, I want to hear Chen Fei say, who caused the wound on your face?"

The head teacher was deliberately making fun of Shen Fei. When the students in Baijiao smelled the stinky smell, they immediately rushed forward and laughed loudly.

Chen Fei was really helpless. He thought to himself that you are a bad old man, the leader of a sect, and the pillar of the right path. Is it interesting to always ask for trouble for students? Besides, from the beginning to the end, I have never provoked you.

He knew his temper and knew that once he made a sound, he would definitely be very excited. Maybe he couldn't help but be in a position to argue with the head teacher. He had suffered a lot in him.

He immediately held his arms, wrapped around his chest, closed his mouth, and deliberately ignored the other party.

The headmaster didn't want to let him go, so he continued, "Chen Fei, I've punished you for going up the mountain to clean the Xuanqing Palace every day, but you haven't done it these days. In this way, I'll give you a chance. If you now say loudly where the wound on your face comes from and why, the previous punishment will be cancelled, what?" Seeing that Chen Fei didn't say a word, the headmaster intensified his tone and said, "If you don't say it, the previous punishment must not only continue, but also double it. Even the hygiene of the dormitory is under your control. Where to go, you have to think clearly."

If Chen Fei could beat the head coach, he would definitely rush up and beat him up to relieve his anger. He was so angry that he thought to himself: Li Yizhi, Li Yizhi (in his heart, he has called the head coach directly), you are so amazing. You have caused trouble for me again and again, and now you are even more respectful insulting me in front of so many people. You are deliberately messing with me and trying to force me to leave. You are thinking beautifully, how can I make you satisfied? The more you force me, the more I want to show off, and let me see.

Chen Fei was thinking about how to fight with the head sect in his heart, and looked at the two women fiercely. When the latter came into contact with the gaze, he lowered his head obediently, pouting his mouth high, and his meaning seemed to say again: "I don't want to do it either, forgive me."

Seeing that they were finally a little regretful, Chen Fei's anger relieved a little, and he turned to the head of the sect. At the moment of his eyes, everyone seemed to see the real Mars bursting in it.

Probably, Chen Fei is the only person who is not afraid of the leader of the sect, because he has seen through it. No matter how respectful he acts, no matter how he caters to the other party, the leader of the sect will definitely try his best to make things difficult for him, and must cause trouble for himself, force himself to leave Shushan, and even find an excuse to abandon this Taoist practice that has been hard-working.

Since he saw through this, Chen Fei decided not to avoid it anymore and decided to fight with the other party, use the righteous face he was concerned about, and use the fifty pairs of bright eyes around him to fight with him. Even if he couldn't fight, he would definitely feel uncomfortable.

After the eyes of each other were completely suppressed, Chen Fei suddenly laughed and bowed respectfully to the head teacher: "Master, the wound on his face was accidentally scratched when Junior Sister Ruxue and Junior Sister Junru were laughing and joking. It was nothing serious, don't worry."

The head teacher said: "Don't get me wrong. I'm not worried about your injury. What I'm worried about is the ink from Shushan. This whole box of new ink is stained with you. Do you want to pursue fashion or whatever? It's not a good habit to waste the supplies on the mountain casually."

Chen Fei had long expected that he would become more violent, so he forced a smile and responded: "Master is serious. The ink on my body was accidentally knocked over by the junior sisters when they laughed, and there was no intention of wasting it." He glanced at Nalan Ruoxue with his eyes, and the latter immediately understood and took the initiative to rescue him: "Yes, Master, I was joking with Junru at that time, and accidentally spilled ink on Senior Brother Chen. To be honest, all this can only be blamed on Junru and Junru, which has nothing to do with Senior Brother, don't you think so?"

She twisted Junru hard for a moment, and the latter stood up in pain and explained impatiently: "Yes, I accidentally touched him. Please punish me."

One of these two people is the only daughter of the Master of Mingyue Peak, and the other is the direct disciple of Hu Yunlie of Shushan. Naturally, no one in charge can blame him. Then he waved his hand and said, "I think you are the first offender, and you will not be punished, so you will not be punished again."

The two women stuck out their tongues playfully, which made everyone very pity: "Yes, Master, we dare not."

The two sat down, Chen Fei looked at the head of the sect with a smile, and used the two women to help him solve the situation. He had already guessed that the head of the sect would not make things difficult for the two people, so he pushed everything on them, which was originally caused by them.

The head teacher narrowed his eyes and refused to give up: "Since the matter has been made clear, then from today on your punishment will be lifted, so you can stop sweeping the floor on the mountain." Without waiting for Chen Fei to be proud, he followed: "But Chen Fei, take this opportunity to take the teacher to test you."

Chen Fei complained: I like to find my weakness, right? Come on, I will follow it all. He bowed and smiled and said, "If you can get the master's attention and ask questions alone, the disciple will be flattered. He will definitely do his best and not waste his hard teachings."

Seeing that he was full of confidence and hesitant, the head teacher said, "It's right. If I really insult my hard-working cultivation, I shouldn't have said it. If I fail the question, how can I punish myself?"

Chen Fei saw that you forced me to surrender. A sense of pride surged in my heart: "It's still the previous punishment. If I can't complete your old man's question, I'll clean the Xuanqing main hall, the boy's dormitory and the canteen for a week."

The head teacher did not mention the cafeteria, but he deliberately added it to overwhelm the other party in terms of momentum. The students in the school were very interesting to see another good show about to be staged and prepared to watch patiently.

Nalan Ruoxue looked worried and felt deeply worried about Chen Fei.

Mo Junru was the same. Looking at Chen Fei's back, she suddenly remembered the scene of confronting the leopard under the cliff of Fancun. The same back, the same unyielding, and the same shoulders. It seemed that the sky could block it even if it collapsed.

Man, this is a man!

Under that gentle appearance, there is a pride that cannot be reached by the world.

Recalling his lost relatives, the dilapidated Mo Zhai, Mo Junru, who rarely cried for three years, his eyes became rosy. He knew it was disrespectful, but he still cheered for him: "Brother Chen Fei, you are the pride of Fancun. Come on, don't be laughed at by outsiders."

Her actions made the head frown, the Six Peaks High Students turned around, and the people behind her were shocked. Nalan Ruoxue felt the trembling of Mo Junru's body, and finally understood the loyalty of the three young men from Fan Village. Their teenagers were loyal to each other. They stretched out their hands and gently stroked her to help her restore peace.

In the school, no one is extremely talented. Who can’t see the intention of the head sect? Everyone is watching jokes. Everyone is waiting for Chen Fei to make a fool of himself, waiting for the young man from a poor and humble family to make a fool of himself. At this time, he must not retreat. If he retreats, he will have nothing.

Hearing Jun Ru's encouragement, Chen Fei did not turn around. The sharp immortal aura surged out of his body. The red immortal aura that was beyond the reach of the world burned like flames in everyone's eyes.

His figure was unbelievably pulled upwards, and his clothes were rushing under the influence of the fairy weapon. The ink soaked in the blue sky and blue water clothes evaporated bit by bit, and the body of his clothes returned to its original color.

Everyone was incredible that they had never seen anything like this before.

The head teacher frowned. Since Chen Fei and Shao Baiyu climbed the mountain, he could not remember how many times he had frowned. His mood, which should have been as calm as water, had turbulent waves again and again. He finally realized that his respectful belittlement of them had a very bad impact among the students.

But even so, he had to remove the thorn of Chen Fei. This was the way he wanted to maintain and no one could stop it.

So, the head teacher also had an immortal aura, neither red nor orange, nor any of the seven colors of the rainbow, but mixed with the only pure white, the great way was the white one, which was the Tao he practiced, and the Tao had been integrated into every part of his body.

The mysterious light rose, centered on the place where the head teacher sat, and the pure white Bagua slowly rotated and formed, bringing endless pressure to everyone.

"What's wrong?" The Lord of Six Peaks looked forward to it. Why did the main peak cause such a big disturbance? Who was it? He repeatedly and repeatedly, and who could make a man who entered the state of Supreme Goodness and Water unable to calm down.

Hu Yunlie of Shushan, drunkenly lay on the grass pave beside the window, crossing his legs, Huang Qianqian's wine gourd was not tightly covered, throwing it aside, and the wine was like a sweet spring, and he started drinking again, drinking more severely than before, and he had to drink until he was drunk every day. He opened his eyes hazyly, watching the sunrise in the east, a white air connected to the sky and the faint redness of the white air, and he climbed up with great difficulty, climbed to the edge of the bed, his eyes penetrated a hundred miles away, penetrated the dense clouds and fog, and saw the high-rise building, and saw everything that was happening there.

When he saw Chen Fei stubbornly confronting a man of weak crown with a man of height, his chaotic eyes reflected light and became brighter and brighter.

"Let's make a question." In Xuanqing Palace, there was a knife hidden in his smile. The young man faced the old man head-on, but he didn't tear his face apart, but he was even more fierce than tear his face apart.

All the ridicule sounds stopped, and instead they were waiting with breath.

No one expected that a one-sided difficulty would turn into this, with the slightest strife between master and apprentice and being able to compete with the head sect. This courage and persistence are indeed admirable.

In fact, until now, the students do not know why the head teacher has been making things difficult for Chen Fei. It is impossible to have nothing to do with the aggression in front of Tongtian Road, because Shao Baiyu, who is also involved, has not been targeted in this way.

There must be other reasons, but what is the reason?

The students have various speculations about this, which is unreliable and untenable.

"Let's make a question." Chen Fei said strongly.

"You should know what I want to take the exam." The head squinted his eyes, and the cold light shone in his pupils. He dared to do so in public. His disrespect for himself was obvious. He could not let this situation continue and he must be severely suppressed. No matter who he was wrong, he would not allow it.

"Yes, I have never learned any other skills except this sword technique." Chen Fei sarcastically mocked the other party and mocked himself. He held his bare hands and flowers floated from outside the hall, condensed into a long sword, picking up the sword in the morning and flowers.

Seeing this sword again, everyone couldn't help laughing. After all, the previous two attacks were too failed.

Chen Fei didn't care. He held a sword in one hand and carried it in the other hand, standing calmly, dancing in the long blue and blue clothes, like a flying flag.
Chapter completed!