The Age of Gods Return: Start To Kiss the Rift Girl

As soon as the news of Qiu Wei's hunting came out.

There was an upsurge of team formation in the entire Canglan Academy.

A complete spirit control group is composed of one priest, one controller, and three strong attack system spirit control members.

However, due to the scarcity and importance of their professions, priests and control-type soul masters have become the favorites for freshmen to form a soul guard group.

Many soul-controlling groups expelled lucrative conditions to invite priests and control-type soul-controlling masters to join.

The ghost jade hunted in Qiu Wei, the Canglan Academy collected the ghost jade into the treasury, and exchanged it into spirit stones of corresponding value and put them into the Canglan Order.

Of course, if the Ouhuang's aura erupts in the ghost creature, and you encounter a rare ghost, it is not impossible to kill it and save it for absorption after the twentieth level.

Lin Que sat by the window alone, listening to Andy Lau's songs.

The cold icy rain slapped randomly on his face.

"Brother Lin, why don't we form a team!"

Xiang Gan sat in front of Lin Que and laughed.

Lin Que turned his head and glanced at Xiang Gan: "What are you talking about? I can't hear you!"

"I said, let's form a team!"

Xiang Gan raised his voice and said loudly.

"What?"

"I said, I am your father!"

"I am your father!"

Lin Que pulled off the earphones, facing Xiang Gan's head with an octuple collapse.

Xiang Gan's head was full of stars when he was hammered by Lin Que.

Didn't you say you couldn't hear me?

Can't people be more sincere?

"You really want to form a team with me?" Lin Que said slowly.

The chicken with a dry neck nods like pecking at rice.

Lin Que was silent for a moment.

Although Xiang Gan's appearance is not good, his strength is beyond doubt.

An S-rank martial soul, and a top-grade beast martial soul.

Nine Nether Demonic Flood Dragons!

Suddenly, there was a sudden slap on the forehead.

Although there are only five of them in class seven, all of them are geniuses with monstrous talents.

All of them, S-rank spirits!

Moreover, Hou Feng and Murong Qingyue are both control department and priest professions, and they fully meet the conditions to form the Imperial Spirit Squad.

and many more.

Lin Que thought of something terrible.

The occupations of the five of them just meet the requirements of a Yuling regiment.

Tang Lin recruited five of them in one class.

He was very suspicious. Tang Lin planned from the very beginning to let the five of them form a Yuling team to compete.

If this is the case, Tang Lin is too scary.

Just as Lin Que possessed Conan, a cold voice sounded beside him.

"Lin Que, you and I form the Imperial Spirit Squad."

Lin Que turned his head and saw Su Tang standing behind him in a well-dressed outfit, and said in an orderly tone.

"You and me?" Lin Que said in surprise, pointing to the bridge of his nose.

"Sure?"

"something wrong?"

"ojbk!" Lin Que slapped the table and agreed happily.

He had originally planned to invite Su Tang to form the Imperial Spirit Squad, but now that he is delivering it to his door, why not do it.

Just surprised him.

Su Tang, a proud woman, would take the initiative to look for her with her head down.

Apparently, the last spanking worked.

As the old saying goes, if a woman is disobedient, most of them are pretending, just give her a spanking.

"Murong Meimei, follow me, drink a big bowl and eat meat!" Lin Que said proudly, patting his chest.

"Is it good?" Murong Qingyue put her small hands behind her back, and the silver bell on her bare feet made a crisp sound, which made people's hearts flutter.

"You will have the first cup of milk tea in autumn from the handsome guy!" Lin Que said.

"Two cups!" Murong Qingyue stretched out two slender fingers.

"make a deal!"

Lin Que snapped his fingers and turned to look at Hou Feng.

Before Lin Que could speak, Hou Feng took out an empty tap bucket and put it on the desk: "A bucket of milk tea!"

Lin Que silently pulled out the baseball bat placed in the desk.

Hou Feng:? ? ?

bang!

Lin Que put the baseball bat in his hand on the desk, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"It's so tiring!"

Behind Lin Que, Hou Feng curled up in a corner with a bruised nose and swollen face, trembling.

Why are you doing this to me?

Others have milk tea when they join the team.

I joined the team and was severely beaten!

I'm good!

"You don't need money for milk tea?" Lin Que snorted coldly.

Murong Qingyue is such a juicy girl.

Look at you, you are a big bastard.

Comparable?