Chapter 160 Conscience script, make you stronger

"Teacher Feng?" Mu Feifan was surprised.

The senior brother said, "It's the mentor of our God of War Academy!"

Mu Feifan flipped a few pages and closed it.

There are too many words to read.

He was a little strange.

Don’t this disciple of the God of War Academy need to practice?

I write novels all day long and don’t do serious business.

He asked, "Senior brother, take us to the yard first."

The other party looked at Mu Feifan up and down, and was shocked: "This junior brother, no, this senior brother, are you an inner disciple?"

Mu Feifan nodded. The purple gold courtyard uniform he wore was so cool.

"Damn!"

"Heavenly bless my God of War Academy, and finally an inner disciple has been assigned!"

“Is it because the novel I wrote is so popular?”

"Hurry the attention of the whole hospital?"

The other party was still continuing with Versailles, but Mu Feifan heard a little unusual meaning.

"Wait, you mean, before I come, there are no inner disciples in the War God Academy?" he asked.

"yes."

Mu Feifan was speechless.

Although inner disciples are scarce, they cannot be so scarce.

Even if the eight branches are divided equally, there is less than one War God Academy?

What's going on in the God of War Academy?

"So it's Senior Brother Mu. My name is Meng Xiaobao. You can call me baby or call me Baodi." Meng Xiaobao was looking at Mu Feifan's identity token.

When the rest heard this, they were speechless.

Hong Yu whispered: "I finally encountered an abnormal person. I thought the disciples of the academy were all academic masters."

Fang Qingxian smiled and said, "Why is it abnormal? People can still write books... I'll go and read it."

"Take it down!" Hong Yu's forehead was full of dark lines: "It must be the writing style of a primary school student. If he writes well, I will perform a handstand and eat noodles."

Meng Xiaobao led everyone to the depths.

Along the way, there was not even a single figure.

Mu Feifan originally thought he would meet some ugly people, so he came to ask how much water he had mixed with the identity of the disciples in the inner courtyard.

Then create some opportunities for yourself to slap in the face.

But no one really comes.

"This is different from the script in my heart."

“There are too many plots missing.”

"What a fucking script."

Mu Feifan continued to move forward while complaining.

When they walked to a magnificent hall, everyone stopped.

A plaque made of gold and stone hangs high outside the hall, with three eye-catching words "The Temple of War".

Meng Xiaobao bowed and said, "Senior Brother Mu, you guys are here for a while and I will inform the tutor."

"Wait!" Mu Feifan grabbed him: "Brother Bao, why didn't anyone see any of the other disciples of the God of War Academy?"

Meng Xiaobao said: "Why didn't you see it? Am I not?"

What?

As soon as these words were spoken, the audience was shocked.

"What does it mean?" everyone asked.

Meng Xiaobao said awkwardly: "To be honest, I am the only disciple left in the God of War Academy."

Damn it!

When everyone heard this, they were speechless.

"Only one disciple is left, why are you going to write a novel?"

"This God of War Academy can really make people nervous even if you stand!"

"Senior Brother Mu, have we been cheated?"

At this moment, everyone has the urge to leave with their sleeves!

Meng Xiaobao saw that they all left wildly and said hurriedly: "Don't be anxious, junior brothers, don't worry, the benefits of having few people are small, you can share more resources!"

When everyone heard this, it seemed to make some sense!

Liu Zhi asked curiously: "How many resources can a person have?"

Meng Xiaobao raised a slap, suddenly felt something was wrong, and then took back another finger: "One month, four low-grade spirit stones are provided!"

"I'm a damn!" Everyone was furious when they heard this.

There is no such thing as begging for food!

They surrounded Meng Xiaobao, rolled up their sleeves, and started to work.

Meng Xiaobao was about to cry: "Junior brothers, impulse is a devil."

"The resources in the hospital are linked to the assessment of each hospital. Our War God Academy has been the last for many years, and the landlords have no surplus food."

"Now the daily consumption in the hospital is supported by my novel writing!"

Hong Yu shouted: "Fuck, just your novel, how much money can you make?"

Meng Xiaobao said: "Our mentor is still very charming, and many female fans are urging them to update!"

At this time, Mu Feifan was still calm and asked: "I hadn't made a choice yet, so I was directly assigned to the God of War Academy. What's going on?"

The others also wondered about this issue.

When I was just a new arrival, Senior Brother Mu didn’t offend anyone.

Why were he assigned to the War God Academy, which was the lastest in the entire hospital?

Suddenly, a loud voice came from the hall.

"I chose you!"

Everyone raised their heads.

I saw a man in white robe walking towards me, like a banished immortal from the sky, which made people dare not look directly at me.

Everyone’s first reaction was that this guy is so handsome!

A handsome old guy!

"Master Feng!" Meng Xiaobao saw that the savior was coming, and he used his hands and feet to emerge from everyone and ran behind the man.

Mu Feifan's pupils shrank.

This man is so strong!

It is like a deep pool, unfathomable.

"Why did you choose me?" Mu Feifan asked directly, his tone neither humble nor arrogant.

Teacher Feng was obviously a taciturn person.

He only said eight words: "I can make you stronger!"

Mu Feifan looked straight at him.

Teacher Feng's eyes were cold and there was no emotional fluctuation.

The only thing that is revealed is firmness and confidence.

It seems that saying this is a 100% sure!

The two looked straight for a while, and Mu Feifan said, "Okay!"

"I am willing to join the Temple of War!"

What?

The other disciples were stunned.
To be continued...