Chapter 29: The Demonic Cult

[Although Fairy He is about to leave the sect again to travel with you, she has sneaked out to meet you in advance because she misses you too much, and will share the black blood gel that she made with you.]

[You take the exquisite black blood ointment, strength increases by 3, charm increases by 2, physical strength increases by 4, level increases by 2]

[The current spiritual energy level is level 36]

The next morning, the bright sunlight shone through the glass onto He Qing's face, and she opened her eyes drowsily.

I paused for a moment looking at the unfamiliar environment before realizing where I was.

Turning his head to look at Lin Zhengran who was still sleeping soundly, he held his little mouth and dared not breathe. Lin Zhengran's face was distinct against the light and shadow, making him look even more handsome than his front face.

Shy little He Qing saw a piece of the blanket falling off him and wanted to cover him with her hand, but when she raised her hand she suddenly touched the hard object in Lin Zhengran's trouser pocket.

Like a card? She looked down curiously, and since a corner of the thing was exposed, it was easy to pull out.

Xiao He Qing opened it and saw that it was not a card, but a small folded poster.

"Child Star Music Studio? What is this?" When turning over the poster, his finger seemed to be stained with something. It was on the poster. The substance had no color. Little He Qing put it to her nose and smelled it.

The smell is fragrant and familiar, but I can't remember it right away.

Lin Zhengran was startled by Xiao He Qing's movement, and he subconsciously put the poster back into his pocket.

Lin Zhengran was curious: "Awake?"

Xiao He Qing sat up: "I'm awake." She smoothed the hair on her face, afraid that she would give him a bad impression: "Did you sleep well last night? I slept well next to you."

Lin Zhengran yawned, checked the time, and replied, "Not bad." Inwardly he felt that being young was good, and he could sleep well even in this environment.

"It's seven o'clock. I'll take you to have breakfast later, and then you can take the bus back."

"Okay." She pecking at rice like a chicken, she helped Lin Zhengran to comb his flying hair.

The two of them left the compound and had a quick breakfast. Lin Zhengran bought the ticket for He Qing.

The little girl was still very happy throughout the whole process, but she was also wondering what that smell was, until the two people waved goodbye.

They got on opposite trains respectively. Little He Qing's eyes suddenly widened and she finally reacted.

"Hand cream for girls!"

It's evening again, and there's one more sad person in this city.

In Han Wenwen's bedroom, the fox hugged the pillow and looked at He Qing in confusion, who had returned safely.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"It's nothing." Little He Qing sniffled and shook her head with tears in her eyes.

"Did you have a bad time playing with your good brother yesterday?"

Little He Qing wiped her tears but kept talking: "Happy~ We ate noodles and the chocolate I made. He praised me for making it delicious. We also talked for a long time in the evening. I was very happy yesterday." Her tone sounded both happy and aggrieved.

"Did he bully you? Did he do something to you that you didn't want to do?" Han Wenwen was confused.

"No, he's very good to me and would never do anything for me that I wouldn't want to do." She felt even more aggrieved.

Han Wenwen blinked her fox eyes in confusion and tilted her head: "Then why are you crying? Don't tell me you are so happy that you are crying?"

He Qing choked up with sobs: "It's all my fault. I blame myself for not staying with him these past few years... He..." She cried out: "It seems like there's another girl around him, and that girl must be very beautiful. What should I do, Wenwen!"

In fact, Xiao He Qing had already anticipated how popular Lin Zhengran would be, because it was already like this before she left.

In addition, during the past four years when she made phone calls, she also discovered that there seemed to be girls around Lin Zhengran from time to time, so she was mentally prepared to participate in the battle in advance.

But when I touched his body with my own hands and smelled the things that other girls had taken, I couldn't control my emotions all of a sudden.

But the little He Qing today is no longer the little He Qing of the past. Crying does not mean admitting defeat. She will never admit defeat before Lin Zhengran expresses his position!

A few days later, accompanied by the heat of late summer, Xincheng No. 1 Middle School officially opened.

Lin Zhengran went to the school to register with Jiang Xueli.

"You big idiot, do you know where to sign up?"

"Just follow me."

Jiang Xueli's hands lag behind him and fantasize, but she doesn't admit it: "You said we are not in the same class, right? Although I don't want to see you every day, but maybe life is just so unsatisfactory?"

Soon the two of them walked to the registration location, and Lin Zhengran pointed to the class division table and said, "Look, it's what you wanted. We are not in the same class. Are you happy?"

Jiang Xueli clenched her fists in anger, closed her eyes and retorted: "Happy you! I hate you so much!"

Women are such strange creatures. Even if everything goes as she wishes, she will still be unhappy.

However, after Lin Zhengran carefully looked at the class list, he was suddenly stunned.

Because he found that there was something strange about this watch.

In the first class of junior high school there are Lin Zhengran and Han Wenwen.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The students in Class 3 of Junior High School are Jiang Xueli and He Qing.

There was already sweat on Lin Zhengran's forehead. Although nothing had happened yet, he had a vague feeling that his junior high school life was unusual.

He parted ways with the angry Jiang Xueli and went to different classrooms.

Class 1 was bustling with activity. Although there were new faces everywhere, Lin Zhengran always felt like he knew everyone.

Various small circles have begun to take shape.

When Han Wenwen arrived, it was a little late and the class was already full of people.

But the moment she walked into the classroom, Lin Zhengran realized that the arrival of this fox would attract the attention of all boys of the same age.

The figure, appearance, eyes, expression, all the details are not perfect, but they come together to achieve a near-perfect balance.

In the next ten years or so, it is estimated that a considerable number of boys will still remember that there was a girl named Han Wenwen in junior high school who they could not get. They will think about her all the time, dream about her often, and be obsessed with her.

Then he said to himself, "If I had been more persistent at the beginning." I still couldn't catch up with her.

On the first day of school, each freshman had to introduce himself on the podium. Han Wenwen stood on the podium with a smile on her face: "Hello everyone, I am Han Wenwen. I hope I can become your best friend in the coming year."

Lin Zhengran helplessly looked at the boys' blushing faces from below.

I thought to myself that this girl was really scary, but it had nothing to do with me.

Until the head teacher said, "Okay, then please ask Han Wenwen to sit next to Lin Zhengran. You two will be deskmates from now on."

Not to mention Lin Zhengran was stunned, even Han Wenwen looked at Lin Zhengran with some surprise.

The two looked at each other from a distance. Han Wenwen walked slowly and gracefully to his side, and smiled and repeated what she had said half a year ago: "If we are destined to meet, we will meet again." Her expression was a little charming: "I didn't expect this to come true, classmate Lin Zhengran."

Lin Zhengran: “.”

[As expected, you met the evil witch of the Demon Sect again. As soon as she appeared, she charmed thousands of fellow Taoists. You noticed that she seemed to be quite interested in you for some reason. You thought to yourself that this world is indeed full of dangers and you must be careful. Of course, maybe this is also some kind of opportunity.]

Thanks to the boss of "Black Sun Sora" for the reward of 100 Qidian coins.

Thanks to "You Can Call Me Yuhuaxian", "Medical Monk", "Fantasizing about Dying Without Worries", "Emperor Biao", "Dongyun Huixue", "Yanyan", "No Regrets for Youth", "Great Destiny Poem" and "Blue Chocolate" for their monthly votes.

I will continue to ask for votes and read new books by new authors.

(End of this chapter)