Generally speaking, sensory cognition is not too much for adolescent boys, let alone Mu Qian.

He is a demon king, worshipped, admired or forgotten by the demon world for many years. He has been at the top and has the most powerful combat power...

Before Mu Qian became a new person, his feelings were already indifferent, so he liked to experience different lives in comic books.

Finally, when he took the step of becoming a new person, he returned to his current personality for ten years in the Zhen family.

After meeting Song Shijing, there were many differences... very subtle differences. Perhaps, the Demon King also has various youthful hormones that are constantly secreted in the body of the human being.

Arrogant hormones.

Bicycles, swaying feet, and some empty streets in the early morning.

The residents of the town basically didn't notice what happened last night. Even those affected by rain at the center of the incident at that time were mostly unsure why they appeared at home.

The demon king took action personally, which was obviously much more reliable than the demon-removing masters.

But by the way...

‘Did you meddle too much in other people’s business recently?’

Mu Qian reviewed herself, responded to Xiaoling's words, and took her to school to class.

"Brother, I didn't come back late last night." Xiaoling seemed a little unhappy, "Are you going to do something missing with Xiao Song?"

"What's wrong with shame?" Mu Qian asked calmly.

Xiaoling blinked, her face turned red, and her forehead hit Xia Muqian's back.

Mu Qian seemed to be smiling, but she didn't chase her and joked. After all, she was a brother and sister, so she couldn't make too much joke.

When you go to Xiaoling School, you will inevitably have to pass by Su Qing’s residence.

And this old lady, who was full of fairy spirit, was still watching the brother and sister below leave through the gaps in the curtains by the window.

But today, there are a few more figures in this ancient room.

These are three young men, two of whom are about twenty years old, and they should be both beautiful and artistic. They are wearing antique Hanfu and combed with cloudy hair.

The young man was much fashionable, with white hair dyed, hooked nose, and wide forehead. The white-haired man and a woman were sitting close to each other. Looking at her shameless appearance, you know that this should be a couple.

"Elder Su Qing, has that strong man passed by?"

"It's over," Su Qing's voice was very light, "As the plan, you pretend to be high school students and enter their school, and try to get in touch with this senior."

The three of them frowned almost at the same time.

A woman - for girls with this temperament and dress, it is obviously more appropriate to call them women; she said: "Does the other party refuse to help us directly?"

"We cannot be disrespectful to this level of existence, we can only use other methods," Su Qing lowered her eyebrows. "Our purpose is to let this senior help us find our way home. For this reason, I am willing to give everything I have."

The white-haired man raised his eyebrows: "Can't the elders attract this senior?"

Su Qing looked up at the frivolous man, his voice a little cold: "You are humiliating me, are you?"

"I dare not forgive my sins, elder."

"Then act according to the plan. Although I have retired for many years, it can still affect the resolution of the Presbyterian Council." Su cleaned her sleeves, and the three young men stood up tactfully, bowed slightly to her, turned their heads and walked out of the door.

A low murmur sound seemed to be heard outside the door, looming, but Su Qing could hear it clearly.

It's that white-haired man...

"What arrogance? Isn't it just a woman who can do the best in her personal life? Maybe she has slept with many men."

Su Qing clenched her fists slightly, and her foul words made her feel a little unbearable.

Taking a deep breath, Su Qing just looked cold.

Looking for the successors of the Lost Immortal World Committee is really worse than the next generation, and has gradually been infected by the filth of the world.

"Oh..." Su Qing could only sigh softly.

At the gate of junior high school, I went out five minutes early today and had plenty of time.

"Goodbye brother."

"Well, I'll come to pick you up after school."

A low voice came from around him, as if the situation of yesterday was repeated, but it was a different background board for passers-by yesterday.

Mu Qian rode his bicycle toward the high school, while Xiaoling walked towards the teaching building with brisk steps, and had to endure some jokes from good classmates on the way.

Mu Qian looks in a good mood.

Win money last night after all!

Although he has also witnessed some of the misfortunes of Ren Ying's family, these misfortunes have turned around and thought about them, which is actually a good thing for Ren Ying.

The parents who have been separated for many years have heard of it, and in Mu Qian's opinion, he will help Ren Ying's family reunite as soon as possible... so it's not a problem.

Today is still the same as yesterday, Ren Ying's position is empty, and Song Shijing came over sleepyly just when the first get out of class was about to end.

I stayed up late for too long last night.

During the break, Mu Qian came over to express his condolences and sat on Song Shijing's desk a little.

Song Shijing, who originally wanted to lie down and continue sleeping, could only pursed her lips, tied her long hair, pretended to be very ladylike, and chatted slowly with Mu Qian.

“When did you go to bed last night?”

"I will go to bed quickly when you go back, but I wake up very early in the morning and have a lot to be busy with."

"You weren't so tired yesterday."

"It's okay," Song Shijing was rarely humble, "No matter how tired you are, you are tired."

Then the classmates misunderstood.

Have these two people now... developed to this stage? They slept after going back last night... The man is still tired than the woman...

Boys and girls are collectively thinking wrong.

"Let's have dinner together at noon," Mu Qian invited, "Call the uncle and that guy, go to yesterday's place, I'll invite you."

Song Shijing blinked: "When did you become so generous?"

Mu Qian could only give her a full-score helpless expression - when did he ever be stingy? It used to be just a lack of money!

Song Shijing did fall asleep in the second class. The teachers seemed to have known the basic attributes of the newly transferred female classmate. She was not good at succeeding and was useless except for her beauty, so she didn't care much about it.

Whether you study or not depends on whether you work hard or not, and it has nothing directly to do with the teacher's appearance.

Mu Qian held his chin and stared out the window in a daze, thinking about whether there were any other solutions to Ren Ying’s parents’ incident.

No matter which method is used, murder is probably inevitable, although this is no big deal for Mu Qian.

He does not kill innocent people indiscriminately, not because he has a sense of justice in his heart, but because he does not have the need to kill innocent people indiscriminately, nor does he want to feel too much fear and anxiety when humans face death.

It is the demons, not the demons, who rely on human fear to gain power.

Similarly, it is the gods rather than the gods who gain power by relying on human beliefs.

These are all different.

"These guys..."

Mu Qian looked at the two men and one woman passing by in front of the teaching building, and the corners of his mouth twitched a little.

By the way, are these orphans in the fairy world too high-profile? They wear so fairy-like everywhere they go, and they don’t hide their own power at all... I don’t know that the fairy world was destroyed by other forces? Although that force is almost dead.

"A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger," Mu Qian didn't care about it, and the tip of the pen unconsciously slides on the paper.

By the way, there is still art class this afternoon, and Mu Qian also wants to prove his painting foundation to Teacher Xiaoning...
Chapter completed!