Chapter 28 The dispute ends, Oscar and Dai Mubai throw themselves into each other's arms one af

Chapter 28 The dispute ends, Oscar and Dai Mubai throw themselves into each other's arms one after another, heartbroken

Ignoring Zhao Wuji's heart-wrenching shouts, Mr. Ning quickly ran up to the young man, spread out the book, pointed at the picture on it, and asked anxiously.

"How is it, do you have any reaction?"

what?
The red-haired boy looked at the old man in confusion, then raised his eyes and suddenly his face was filled with black lines.

"Old man, please respect yourself!"

Ma Hongjun took a step back suddenly, touched the goose bumps on his arms, and looked at Mr. Ning warily.

"You are so old, don't do things that will ruin your reputation."

There are vivid pictures of erotica on it.
I have to say, the level of this picture is quite high.

The poses are novel, the details are precise, and it is high-definition and uncensored. If an ordinary person sees it, he will inevitably feel his blood rushing and his breathing becoming rapid.

But for Ma Hongjun, who had experienced selfless teaching from countless teachers in his previous life, this was a little too easy.

If there was no one around, he might even admire it for a moment, look up slightly, and show a little respect.

But if an old man holds it and looks at you with longing and eagerness, the result will be completely different.

"Hey, it's okay, it's okay."

Old Ning didn't mind the harshness in the boy's words at all. Seeing that the boy not only had no reaction but also seemed quite resistant, he almost laughed out loud with excitement.

I knew it!

I knew such a good kid would have such obscene questions! !
I, an old man, couldn't control myself when I saw this thing, but this kid didn't react at all!
Wait, is there something wrong with this kid?

Thinking of this, Old Ning looked at the boy's lower body with some suspicion.

Even without such a thing as evil fire, it can't be a waste!

If that's the case, it would be better to have evil fire.

"Wait, so you're really Hongjun?"

Zhao Wuji got up and gathered around the red-haired boy with a group of teachers, their eyes as big as copper bells.

"Hiss! This doesn't make any fucking sense!"

"I watched this kid grow up, how come he became like this after not seeing him for just a few days?"

"By the way, if you lose weight, you can be this handsome?"

"Well, I don't think so. It still has something to do with the person. Lao Zhao will only become uglier if he loses weight."

"Fuck you!!"

After a quarrel, Zhao Wuji surrounded Ma Hongjun, marveling at the scene.

"I suspected it just now, but I couldn't believe it. I didn't expect it to be you. Hey, Hongjun, tell the teacher how you became like this."

Can you let me change too?

Although our Lao Zhao is handsome enough, but this kind of thing
Who would dislike it?

"It's a martial soul mutation, Teacher Zhao."

Ma Hongjun honestly recounted the process of his transformation, but omitted the systematic part.

This, in turn, caused a large number of people to be amazed and envious.

Martial spirit mutates?

It's almost like he's been reborn. His whole temperament has changed, right?
"So, you're really not interested in this album? You used to spend the whole day looking at it."

Zhao Wuji carefully took the album back from Mr. Ning and asked in confusion.

Old Ning also pricked up his ears.

"Come on, Mr. Zhao, I'm grown up, okay?"

Ma Hongjun shook his head speechlessly and turned to walk towards Flanders.

He would never say that he no longer cares about this thing.

Besides, I still have a lot of questions waiting to be answered.

After a lot of trouble, it was already noon and they finally figured out the cause of the incident.

Flanders was surprised that the boy's evil fire didn't seem that serious. Ma Hongjun also understood what was going on with her fiancé and rejected him without hesitation.

Although it is very tempting to cling to the thigh of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect now, it is undoubtedly a huge restriction for him, and it is equivalent to being fixed in his camp. This is not a good choice.

Although Mr. Ning was disappointed, he did not force him too much. He could see that the young man was a very opinionated person.

Pushing too much will only backfire.

Anyway, this incident has left a lot of impressions. I can find a few female disciples from the sect to teach Rongrong. Are you afraid that I won’t be able to defeat you?
After thinking through the key points, he left happily. After all, so many things had happened, and he had to report to Ning Fengzhi.

And the few people here finally returned to Shrek Academy.

“It’s been a long two days.”

The young man stretched lazily, sniffing the faint scent of wheat between the fields, and suddenly felt relaxed all over.

A lot has happened in these two days.

But fortunately, the harvest was also very fruitful, and the 300 evolution points were very satisfying.

But Ma Hongjun hasn't figured out how to use it specifically.

He planned to get the third soul ring, continue to figure out some of the system's mechanisms, and then decide which part to use.

"Fatty, you're finally back. Your brothers have been waiting for you for so long."

When they reached the door, Oscar's crying voice was heard, and then the red-haired boy saw the bearded uncle running towards him with tears in his eyes.

Ok?
Are you so reluctant to part with me?
Ma Hongjun pinched his chin in confusion, but still opened his arms in cooperation.

He was quite touched that his brother cared about him so much.

However, before Oscar could run over, he was picked up by a hand.

"Dean"

Uncle Sausage shrank his neck and looked at Flanders flatteringly, "Can you let me hug Fatty first? I miss him so much."

"Okay, I'll give you time."

Flanders adjusted his glasses with a smile.

"But the punishment will be doubled. Also, remember to carry the bag of rice that you didn't carry last night."

"Of course, you can also choose to go now, the penalty will be halved, and you don't have to carry the rice."

"So, do you still want to talk to Hongjun about the past?"

Oscar stood up straight upon hearing this, and ran out of the village without looking back, shouting as he ran, "Dean, I'm starting now!!"

Ma Hongjun:
The young man was frowning and wanted to withdraw his hands. It turned out that this guy was planning to use me as a shield.

What plastic bro. Huh!?

He was complaining in his heart, but he felt a warm and soft body falling into his arms.

At the same time, a faint fragrance wafted from the tip of my nose, and a slightly shy and nervous voice sounded in my ears.

"Welcome back."

After saying this, the embrace left, leaving the red-haired boy staring blankly at the back of the cool black-haired girl with a hot body.

Wait, Zhu Zhuqing?

what?
What's the situation?
If it weren't for the cool and elegant fragrance lingering in his arms, Ma Hongjun would have thought it was an illusion.

Snapped!
The sound of glass breaking was heard. The boy looked in the direction of the sound and saw Dai Mubai looking at him in disbelief with broken pieces of wine glass still in his hand.

"Fatty, you."

"No, wait, me!"

Just as the confused Ma Hongjun was about to explain, another petite and soft body slipped into his arms.

"Welcome back!"

The innocent girl blinked her big eyes, smiled slyly, and flew away quickly like a butterfly.

"Fatty!!!"

The same unbelievable voice came from behind him. The red-haired boy turned around subconsciously and met Oscar's heart-breaking eyes.

(End of this chapter)