Amid the confused expressions of all the students in the class.

Li Yong took a few quick steps, came to Fu Yang, held his hand very enthusiastically, and shook it hard.

"Mr. Fu, I really didn't expect to see you here! Last time I invited you to dinner, my wife and Mr. Tang were there. It was not enough to have fun. After class, we two men would have lunch together. I know you are busy, so don't refuse."

"I made a big mess!!! What the hell? Is this?"

"This awesome and well-known professor is anxious to invite Fu Yang to dinner as soon as he comes. And it seems to be natural."

"He is busy? He is just a college student who is busy with yarn. Can you be as busy as a famous professor?"

"Oh my God! Did Fu Yang pretend to be a good person before? This guy is not only not a penny, but also a super rich man or a super official second generation?"

"Has Fu Yang always pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger? Is this a slap in the face by yy? I, Ye Liangchen, expressed dissatisfaction!"

At this moment, all the students in the classroom were in a breakdown.

They couldn't understand how Fu Yang, an ordinary college student, had such qualifications?

Moreover, Professor Li’s enthusiasm and respect are definitely not pretending!

Wan Ming, who had just had an argument with Fu Yang, was petrochemical on the spot.

transfixed.

Although he has tens of millions of property at home, he is just a middle-aged and wealthy. Compared with people like Li Yong who have a relatively high social status, not to mention that his wife is still a senior executive of a TV station?

To be honest, if Fu Yang had not exchanged all the bonuses for the previous missions for a few points, his own money would not have been much less than Wan Ming's family...

"Professor Li, let's go to class first, right? Are the students waiting?"

Although this feeling of being noticed by everyone is very pleasant, Fu Yang is not a pretentious agent. Naturally, I would like to remind Li Yong to go to class first.

"Oh, I was so happy to see Mr. Fu, I almost forgot!" Li Yong slapped his forehead, with apologetic expression on his face.

A student in a classroom fainted again...

Damn, is Fu Yang your idol or your life savior? After seeing this, he was so excited that he even forgot about class.

In fact, they really guessed it right!

In a sense, Fu Yang can indeed be regarded as Li Yong's life-saving benefactor.

In short, after this class, almost all the students in the class looked at Fu Yang with admiration. Especially Wan Ming, after class, he looked at Professor Li and Fu Yang's back with arms around him, the feeling of intimacy and enthusiasm made him sigh helplessly...

"Oh, I lost to him, it's not unfair. This guy must have hidden his background! Humph, I'm playing well and pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger."

In the next month.

Fu Yang's life is both relaxed and tense.

The reason why it is easy is that Weiyang Metaphysics Studio has not many lists, only two or three, and most of them are relatively simple. Some are not even caused by evil spirits at all, but the feng shui in the house is not good, and the accumulation of too much yin energy makes people nervous.

Fu Yang took a casual walk and got 100,000 yuan easily. He sighed that he had learned a skill and made money quickly!

And I didn’t encounter any demons. I went to and ended every day and experienced the rare student time...

I said I was nervous because the days of going to Guiyang were approaching day by day!

He meditated almost every night, entered the nameless Taoist book to learn new Maoshan Taoist techniques, and then practiced and discussed with Mr. Xiong.

This fat cat is similar to his strength and is simply an excellent sparring training!

But this guy had to go to a big wild catfish weighing ten kilograms once to train, which made Fu Yang have to go to the aquatic products market to buy it at a high price...

In short, the last month of college was spent slowly in such a peaceful day.

It was the day I agreed to meet in Guiyang with Li Jinyu. After Fu Yang and he called again to confirm, they planned to set off on September 20 and find a hotel to stay in Guiyang to wait for them...

On the evening of September 19th.

Fu Yang packed his luggage at home.

Master Xiong and the little turtle were still chasing each other all over the room, making people feel very worried.

"The Five Elements Gourd can be used as a work of art to go through security checks and put them in your backpack and bring them on the plane. So what should I do with this Thousand-Air Angry Sword? This kind of nationally controlled knives, let alone boarding the plane, I will probably be interrogated by the police if I take it on the street... Even if I show the certificate of the National Security Bureau Group 0 at that time, I guess civil aviation cannot be allowed to board the plane, otherwise ordinary people will not be able to accept it."

Looking at the sharp black magic sword in his hand, Fu Yang was worried.

"Oh, boy Fu, are you worried about yarn? I'm going to take a plane tomorrow. I haven't taken a plane yet. It's not bad."

Master Xiong was in a good mood and rushed from behind to Fu Yang's back.

But compared to an ordinary cat, this guy is too heavy and too fat. In this way, Fu Yang almost fell, and his left hand was accidentally scratched by the blade of Qianjiqi Sword.

"Fat Cat, you uncle! I've got my hands broken by you!" Fu Yang said angrily.

Master Xiong smiled sinisterly: "Hehe, if you want to break it, you will break your chrysanthemum. Why do you do your hands? I'm not a Teddy who is like a day, day, day, day, day, day, day, day, day, day, day, day, day, day, day, day, day, day, day, day, day, day, day, day, day, day, day, day, day, day, day, day, day, day, day, day, day,

Fu Yang was so angry that he almost vomited another mouthful of old blood.

At this time, a few drops of blood that had just been cut and flowed out were instantly absorbed by the sword body.

At this moment, Fu Yang seemed to have reached the black magic sword in his hand and seemed to be jumping as a whole.

It's not that kind of tremor, but a pounding like a heart...

Bang, bang, bang.

After three moves, an amazing change happened!

Crack and click...

There were waves of metal friction inside the Qianji Rage Sword in Fu Yang's hand, and the harsh sound of collision. Then it actually... became deformed!!!

The sword showed countless fine stripes, like the joints of metal machinery. Then they all cracked, spreading around, folding, amidst the clanging metal sounds.

This magic sword changed rapidly, folded it on Fu Yang's wrist, covering it, and covering it...

Finally turned into a black metal glove!

It was in turn covered Fu Yang's right hand. And the metal part extended upwards, almost covering his elbows.

The scene in front of you is too magical!

Fu Yang was stunned.

I looked at my right arm incredibly, and it was covered with metal fists - this was changed by Qianji Fury Sword!

"It's amazing, my brother! Will this thing deform? Could it be from Cybertron..."

Fu Yang blurted out.

Master Xiong cooperated very much and shouted at the boxing gloves on Fu Yang's hand: "Transformers, transform!"

Uh... This fat cat is simply malicious and cute.

However, looking at its appearance, it doesn't seem particularly surprised. In other words, although the scene in front of me is amazing, Mr. Xiong must have seen it and knows what's going on.
Chapter completed!