Wu Teng is tall, and even though he is not young, he still has a sense of vicissitudes of handsomeness. Back then, when he was young, Wu Teng's appearance was the best, and with his talent for martial arts, at that time, Wu Teng was also a striking figure in the General Academy. If it weren't for the appearance of a Gu Huangchi back then, Wu Teng's sharpness would be even stronger. Wu Teng was carrying a sword behind him and his body was straight. He was the most like a martial arts cultivator among the three, and he also bowed respectfully to Mo Zhenshan.

Whether it is Feng Huayun, Luo Yu, or Wu Teng, they are all a little curious. Over the past billions of years, except for their coming on specific important days, the teacher Mo Zhenshan has never summoned them to come over at other times.

What's the purpose today?

"Teacher, I wonder if you call us here..." Feng Huayun was the first to ask.

"This..." Mo Zhenshan was a little embarrassed.

But when he thought of Yan'er, he took a deep breath and said, "Yunhua, Luo Yu, Wu Teng, do you have any fire seeds in your hands? Yan'er's martial arts foundation is on the way of flame. This general courtyard competition is very important to her. I want to help her improve her strength, so..."

Mo Zhenshan's voice was mostly embarrassed and there was a hint of pleading.

"Teacher, what are you saying? Everything we have is given by the teacher. If you didn't have the teacher back then, how could we have it now? You should call me to wait soon. The girl Qingyan needs fire, we have it here!" Feng Huayun said loudly without hesitation.

Moreover, when you raise your hand, you will see three types of fire of different colors. It is beautiful.

Luo Yu and Wu Teng were originally a little flashing in the depths of their eyes, a little surprised, and hesitating. At this moment, when they saw the three fire seeds in Feng Yunhua's hand, they were immediately stunned, followed by peace.

"Teacher, I have two sparks here."

"Teacher, I have two sparks here too."

Luo Yu and Wu Teng also raised their hands, each with two sparks.

"Please accept it, the teacher." Then, the three of them said in a deep voice, sincere and sincere way.

Let’s look at Mo Zhenshan again.

Mo Zhenshan is only silent.

A little bitter, a little angry, a little self-deprecating bitterness.

Tinder?

Indeed, all these three disciples took out the fire, but...these fires are too low.

It is so low that even some students in the headquarter can get it out.

If Yan'er needs a fire of this level, he could find dozens or hundreds of them when he went out on Mozhen Mountain.

But this level of fire is useless for Yan'er.

The reason why Mo Jinshan summoned Feng Yunhua and the other two was that he wanted the three of them to come up with some high-level fire, at least it had some effect on Yan'er, rather than...

Looking at the fire seed in Feng Huayun and the other two, Mo Jinshan felt perfunctory, but humiliated!!!

Yes, humiliation.

"Teacher, please be sure to accept it." Feng Huayun said loudly.

There was sneer and disdain in my heart.

Yes, Mo Jinshan has been kind to him, and he is very kind to him.

But so what?

The current dean and Mo Jinshan have hatred.

The most important thing is that Gu Chen was obsessed with Mo Qingyan and wanted to rely on this general courtyard competition to force Mo Qingyan to surrender. If he gave the top fire and helped Mo Qingyan now, wouldn’t it be a pity for Gu Chen? How evil Gu Chen is and how terrifying the future is. Think about what the Sixth Elder of the Encyclopedia Pavilion came two days ago.

People!

Arrived at a certain position.

Consider some things, and consider interests, not friendship.

"No need, you go." Mo Jinshan's eyes flashed, and finally sighed, without anger or scolding, only deep disappointment in his heart. What emerged in his mind was Gu Huangchi. If it were Huangchi, it would not have been like this. He knew Gu Huangchi.

"Yes, teacher, we will come to see you next time!" Feng Huayun turned around and left. Luo Yu and Wu Teng were the same.

Mo Jinshan fell silent again, silent, with a faint look on his face, and he was a little older.

Mo Zhenshan didn't notice that under a big tree nearby, Mo Qingyan had already burst into tears.

Mo Qingyan's heart was so tingling, and grandpa was proud all his life.

In this life, according to my grandfather, he never asked for anyone except for begging the family for the life of his disciple Gu Huangchi.

Now, for myself.

Not only do I ask for help.

I would like to ask for a few of my registered disciples.

The key is that he was humiliated!!!

"It's all because of me." Mo Qingyan clenched her fists tightly, her nails sank into her palms.

Mo Qingyan turned around and left.
Chapter completed!