Chapter 218 Qiu'er? Auspicious beast?

Han Yu's heart suddenly moved. The girl in front of him had a delicate face and picturesque eyebrows. She was simply stunning.

Even the Snow Emperor couldn't tell the difference between her and her. It can only be said that each has his or her own strengths.

Han Yu couldn't help but look at it a few more times, with surprise in his eyes.

He originally thought that the girl in front of him was Wang Qiu'er. After all, Wang Qiu'er was the only one who possessed the Golden Dragon Spirit.

However, when he got closer and saw her face clearly, he realized that the girl in front of him was completely different from the Wang Qiuer in his memory.

"That's not right. Only Wang Qiu'er can possess the Golden Dragon Spirit. This person looks nothing like Wang Qiu'er."

Han Yu thought to herself, frowning slightly.

"Is it possible that there are others with this kind of martial spirit?"

Han Yu suddenly fell into deep thought, with so many thoughts in his mind that his brain couldn't help but be overloaded.

He considered various possibilities, but could never find a reasonable explanation.

"No matter, I can test it later."

Han Yu secretly decided to wait until the girl finished the test before asking her about the martial arts.

He decided to wait and see what happened and stood motionless, waiting quietly for the girl to complete the test. And the girl who is undergoing the test.

She seemed to have noticed something, and her delicate body couldn't help but tremble slightly. From the corner of her eye, she immediately saw Han Yu standing not far away. The golden belt wrapped around his body was particularly conspicuous.

"It was him, the hateful human who cut my beautiful mane."

A thought flashed through the girl's mind, and her expression suddenly turned gloomy. A trace of anger could not help but appear on her originally expressionless face.

She took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in her heart, and completed filling out her information under the guidance of the test teacher.

The test teacher was an old man with gray hair. He watched the girl fill in the information and patiently guided her.

"Student Qiu'er, your information has been entered. Your current soul master level is apprentice. You can report to the first grade later. Your location is..."

The test teacher handed a school uniform to the girl, then stretched out his finger and pointed in the direction of the first grade.

"Thank you."

The girl nodded and said calmly and expressionlessly.

Her voice was like a clear spring, with a hint of coldness that made people want to get closer, but they couldn't help but want to retreat.

Then, she took steps and walked towards the crowd.

"Get out of the way, don't block the school girl's way."

A student said hello, signaling the male students around him to make way for Qiu'er. His voice was a little urgent, with a hint of flattery in his tone.

He reached out and gently pushed the male students standing in front of Qiu'er. Their bodies moved back involuntarily, clearing an open path for Qiu'er.

The behavior of this male student immediately made the surrounding female students feel uncomfortable.

Their brows were furrowed, the corners of their eyes were filled with sourness, and they were talking in low voices.

Their movements were very subtle, but Qiu'er was keenly aware of their hostility.

"What I'm proud of is that I'm good-looking. I'm just learning soul tools at such an old age. I don't think I've achieved much."

They couldn't help but think maliciously in their hearts. Their eyes were fixed on Qiu'er, full of jealousy and disdain.

"Senior, can you take me to the first grade?"

Some crisp sounds came out of the red little mouth, and Qiu'er had already arrived at Han Yu's side.

She raised her head slightly and looked at Han Yu with a pair of clear and bright eyes, with a faint smile on her lips.

"I?"

Han Yu looked around and found that he was talking to him.

He was a little surprised, but he reacted quickly, with a gentle smile on his face.

"Well, is that okay?"

Qiu'er's face was expressionless, but deep in her eyes, she was glaring at Han Yu fiercely.

There was a cunning light in her eyes, as if she was planning some conspiracy.

Because it was so deeply hidden, Han Yu was naturally unable to discover it.

"Okay, come with me"

Han Yu's heart moved, and then nodded, just as he wanted to see if it was what he had guessed.

His heart was full of curiosity and expectation, and he wanted to uncover the secret behind Qiu'er as soon as possible.

Seeing Qiu'er directly approach Han Yu, the male students felt as uncomfortable as pinching a lemon.

Their faces were pale, their fists were clenched, and their eyes were full of jealousy and anger.

'Damn it, can a handsome person really do whatever he wants?'

They thought angrily.

They couldn't accept that a beautiful girl like Qiu'er would be interested in an ordinary-looking person like Han Yu.

Among a group of male students, Han Yu's appearance is undoubtedly top-notch.

His handsome features and slender figure, coupled with his unique shape, created a feeling of being incompatible with his surroundings.

However, it is very attractive.

The two of them walked towards the teaching area one after the other.

Neither of them spoke. Han Yu used the corner of his eye to look at the woman named Qiu'er, thinking in her mind that the Golden Dragon Martial Spirit looked nothing like Wang Dong, but her temperament was very similar.

Qiu'er, on the other hand, stared closely at the golden belt around Han Yu's waist, gritting her teeth in her heart. The golden belt was woven with her mane. Being treated like this by humans made her feel angry. .

'Damn human being, you treat my mane like this. When I find the opportunity, I will definitely shave your hair off too. ’

Qiuer secretly swore in his heart.

The two walked in silence until they reached the door of the teaching area, when Han Yu broke the silence and broke the silence.

He coughed slightly and asked tentatively: "Hello, my name is Han Yu, what is your name?"

Han Yu slowly turned around, and the next moment, he felt a touch of softness hit his arms. He was stunned, not knowing what happened.

"Why don't you say hello when you talk?"

Qiu'er was stunned for a moment, then frowned slightly, with a flash of anger in her eyes, as if asking why Han Yu suddenly turned around without saying hello in advance, catching her off guard.

At the same time, he stretched out his hands and pushed hard towards Han Yu's chest, trying to push himself away from him.

But as she expected, Han Yu's body did not retreat, and he still stood motionless, as stable as a rock.

Because Han Yu was not pushed, this resulted in a relatively ambiguous posture.

Qiu'er put her hands on Han Yu's chest, and she could clearly feel Han Yu's heart beating powerfully, and their bodies were tightly pressed together.

This sudden close contact caused Qiu'er's cheeks to blush and her heartbeat to speed up.

From a distance, they looked like a flirting couple, and the passers-by around them cast curious glances.

"They are too bold."

"How unbecoming is it to hug each other in broad daylight."

"Let that girl go"

The surrounding students also noticed the situation on Han Yu's side, and whispers reached their ears.

Some blushing comments also reached the ears of the two of them. Qiu'er was immediately ashamed and angry, wishing to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

"Let me go."

Qiu'er looked at Han Yu with a murderous look, and a blush appeared on her cold face. She didn't know if it was caused by anger or other reasons.

Her tone was strong, as if she was ordering Han Yu to let her go immediately. However, her voice was trembling, revealing her inner panic.

Han Yu spread his hands and said innocently:

"Why should I let you go? It's you who is holding on to my chest and not letting go."

His tone was calm, as if he was stating a fact, completely unaware of how ambiguous his current actions were.

Qiu'er was stunned and looked at her hands. At this moment, she was tightly grasping the clothes on Han Yu's chest, as if she wanted to scratch his clothes.

She suddenly realized that she was so panicked that she grabbed Han Yu's clothes, which led to this embarrassing posture.

"snort!"

With a slight snort, Qiu'er retracted her hands into her sleeves very quickly, as if she wanted to hide her embarrassment.

"You bastard, would this have happened if you hadn't suddenly turned around?"

Qiu'er said with an unconvinced look, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, trying to deny that it was not her fault.

She tried to shift the responsibility to Han Yu to cover up her panic and shame. However, her tone became much weaker, revealing a little grievance.

Listening to Qiu'er's words, Han Yu raised a playful smile on his lips. He shook his head gently, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"You still accuse me of turning around so slowly. Based on your strength, you should be able to react."

"Why do everything depend on me?"

As he spoke, he gently poked Qiu'er's forehead with his finger.

Qiu'er was poked, and she suddenly became angry. She turned her head to the side and stopped looking at Han Yu.

"My Soul Emperor's junior sister?"

Han Yu looked at Qiu'er's angry look and couldn't help laughing.

He reached out and patted Qiu'er's shoulder gently, trying to ease her anger.

"Can you feel my strength?"

Qiu'er was even more angry by Han Yu's actions. She stood up suddenly and stared at Han Yu with sharp eyes.

She clenched her fists tightly with both hands, as if she was about to throw a punch the next second.

You must know that she has never revealed her soul ring when she came here.

"I can roughly sense it."

Han Yu was noncommittal, his deep eyes seemed to be able to see through Qiu'er's thoughts.

Qiu'er snorted lightly and said with some pride on her face:

"I think you are only as good as the Soul Emperor, so I guess it's not that bad if you come to this academy."

When she came here, she found that most of the people here had very low cultivation levels, and some people's martial arts were also very poor.

Moreover, the soul power is extremely unstable, and some of it seems to have been forcibly promoted, with no level but no power.

"It's really not that good. People here like to take drugs."

Han Yu spoke lightly, as if he was not disappointed with this college.

He pointed to a teaching building not far away and said to Qiu'er:

"Nuo, the first grader you are looking for has arrived. Why do you want to learn soul tools with your strength?"

"Judging from your appearance, you probably don't know much about soul guides."

Han Yu took Qiu'er to stop at the first-grade teaching building, and then asked with deep meaning in his eyes.

Qiu'er glanced at Han Yu and said coldly:

"Don't I like it?"

There was a hint of arrogance in her tone, as if she was saying, this is my choice, do you care?

"Well"

Well, this reason was so strong that Han Yu couldn't refute it for a moment.

He could only shrug helplessly, indicating that he had nothing to say.

"Okay, I've brought the place, so I'll leave first. You can go in by yourself."

Han Yu waved his hand and was about to turn around and leave.

Qiu'er frowned slightly and looked at the golden belt, a hint of shyness flashed in her eyes.

You must know that this is the hair on her neck, and the hair in this location is considered a very sensitive location for her.

Now that someone was holding her waist like this, she couldn't help but feel a little angry.

"Hey, stop."

Han Yu paused, turned around slowly, and said with some confusion:

"What, is there anything else?"

Qiu'er pretended to glance at Han Yu's belt casually and said:

"Your belt is very beautiful, can you sell it to me?"

"You can set the price as you wish, including soul bones, heavenly materials, earthly treasures."

As Qiu'er spoke, she stretched out her hand and made a "how much" gesture.

The rich woman's sense of déjà vu came to her, and the corners of Han Yu's mouth rose slightly.

The suspicion in his heart was confirmed by him at this moment.

The only one who can know about his belt is the Three-Eyed Golden Raider.

"you want?"

Qiu'er nodded quickly, her eyes full of desire.

"Excuse me, I love this belt and I touch the bristles every time I get upset."

"The bristles on this have a magical power to calm my mind."

Han Yu pretended to be reluctant to let go and refused. At the same time, he gently stroked the hair on his belt with his hand, as if feeling the warmth transmitted by the hair.

"you--!"

Qiu'er suddenly became a little angry. Looking at Han Yu's look, she thought he was moved.

Emotions are playing tricks on themselves.

Qiu'er put her hands on her hips and pointed at Han Yu angrily, ready to say something.

"Okay, if I don't have anything else to do, I'll leave first."

Han Yu waved his hand, then turned around and walked away.

"You are not allowed to leave."

Unexpectedly, an angry voice came from behind.

Qiu'er stepped forward quickly and grabbed Han Yu's sleeve, trying to stop him from leaving.

Before Han Yu could turn around, he felt a pair of small hands grabbing at his waist, targeting the golden belt.

Han Yu turned sideways slightly and immediately passed by the owner of those small hands.

Qiu'er's outstretched hand fell empty, and she was stunned on the spot.

"hateful."

Qiu'er roared angrily, and the golden light in his eyes became brighter.

She was like a bolt of lightning, rushing towards Han Yu, trying to regain the belt again.

Han Yu was well prepared. Seeing Qiu'er attack again, he quickly jumped back to avoid Qiu'er's attack.