The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor Chapter 1127: Little people

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Chapter 1127 Little People

"No, how can I say that he also helped me last night. I must thank him, Yuwei, if you go and stop him, just say that I will invite him to dinner at noon today."

Cheng Qiaoxue begged, Gong Yuwei also felt that this meal should be a good meal, she hurried to chase Ye Chen, and finally stopped in front of him.

"Something?"

Ye Chen raised his head, his eyes calm and indifferent.

"Xiaoxue said he wanted to invite you to dinner at noon, thank you for your help last night!"

Gong Yuwei looked straight at Ye Chen, trying to see a trace of humiliation on his face, so as to confirm her own conjecture.

Unfortunately, Ye Chen still has a calm face, he waved his hand: "No need."

After finishing speaking, no matter what Gong Yuwei's reaction is, she bypassed her and walked quickly to the teaching building.

Gong Yuwei froze in place, and after a while she reacted and stomped her feet bitterly.

"What are you bullish? I'm not happy to invite you to dinner, okay, don't regret it!"

Cheng Qiaoxue came over and found Gong Yuwei bulging, and couldn't help asking: "Yuwei, what's the matter?"

Gong Yuwei said in a bad mood: "Don't ask, he really doesn't know what is good or bad, but he refused, and he still looks very proud."

Cheng Qiaoxue also frowned. She asked which guy she wanted to invite to dinner. Not everyone else immediately agreed, and she would also take the initiative to pay for the bill, but Ye Chen from the countryside actually seems No interest at all.

"I know Yuwei, maybe he doesn't want to think of last night anymore."

Cheng Qiaoxue touched her little head and nodded lightly. She felt that she must be right.

"If you say that, it is possible. When he sees you, he may remember the humiliation he suffered last night."

Gong Yuwei nodded, and began to sympathize with Ye Chen again.

Walking into the Blue Sword Hall where he was located, Ye Chen found that the layout of this place was similar to that of the class. His arrival immediately caused the girls in the hall to cast curious eyes.

"Huh? Who is that boy? He is so handsome. I haven't seen him before. I am afraid he is much more handsome than the boys of our school."

"Wow, the male god! Hey, why did he come into our class? Is he the new disciple of our class?"

There were constant discussions in the class, Ye Chen ignored him, and was looking for his seat. A pretty sunny boy next to him stood up and asked, "Hey buddy, are you new to our Qingjiantang?" The disciple who came here?"

Ye Chen looked at this familiar classmate and said lightly: "Yes."

"Dude, my name is Feng Haibin, mother, our class finally has a cooler compatriot, who can just frustrate that guy's spirit. Come, that's your position."

Feng Haibin looked excited and led Ye Chen to an empty seat.

"You said Huafeng? You look like you have an enemy with this person?"

Ye Chen said with interest.

"It's not just me. He has hatred with most of the boys in our sect. Not to mention this guy has a good face. He is excellent in other aspects. Even the two major beauties of our sect are against him. Very good impression, but this guy meets everyone who looks like Laozi's number one in the world. He is so cruel and annoying. He is simply a male enemy."

"Oh? There is such a powerful person?"

Ye Chen smiled at the corner of his mouth, but he didn't care too much. Even if he was a real **** son of Tianjiao, he didn't know how many he had killed. What a genius in such a small place was.

"Brother, don't believe me, have you seen our two beautiful girls?"

Feng Haibin pointed to a girl in the front row, and Ye Chen looked along, and she saw a girl whose looks and temperament only lost to Gong Yuwei.

"How about it, pretty, right?" Feng Haibin's eyes had a trace of admiration, and then they turned dim.

"Unfortunately, there is only Chinese style in her eyes. We do not exist in her eyes."

Ye Chen felt Feng Haibin's deep resentment and shrugged casually. He was someone who even had a daughter.

At this moment, a tall figure appeared at the door of the class, and Feng Haibin's complexion changed immediately.

"Look, that's Huafeng!"

Feng Haibin's jealous gaze swept outside the room, and Ye Chen followed it.

I saw a tall and handsome boy standing at the door, with an unconcealable arrogance and coldness between his brows, as if he didn't pay attention to anyone.

"Huafeng, you are here!"

The beauty Xia Zhiyan mentioned by Feng Haibin before suddenly smiled and took the initiative to greet her.

Hua Feng nodded indifferently, with a cool look, and walked straight to his seat. Different from the eyes of Ye Chen before, the eyes of the girls in the class are not only with admiration, but also with deep admiration.

"Well, although I think this guy is very unpleasant, but to be honest, I have to admire him, the whole Spirit Sword faction, really no one can compare with him."

Although Feng Haibin was jealous, he finally sighed.

Feng Haibin found that Ye Chen did not respond. He looked at Ye Chen. Ye Chen had already moved his gaze away from Hua Feng.

"Man, what do you think of him?"

Ye Chen said lightly: "Not very good."

"Guys, it’s not that I said, you are indeed a little more handsome than him, but you can’t be a handsome guy. The Huafeng guy not only has excellent cultivation skills, but also the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are top-notch, modern basketball and Western music are also They are all proficient, and are recognized as the first male **** in the whole school. How can you say that he is not good?"

Feng Haibin felt that this new classmate was too arrogant. I am afraid that even Tang Tian, ​​who is a big brother, would not dare to say this.

Ye Chen smiled without saying a word, and didn't give much explanation.

Twenty minutes later, Qing Jiantang suggested that foreigners arrived, and as soon as he entered the classroom, he found the new arrival of Ye Chen.

"Everyone, today we have a new disciple from Qingjiantang, and now let him introduce him from me, everyone is welcome!"

Zhang Yang looked at Ye Chen with a smile, but in the depths of his eyes he abused a touch of disdain. Those who are eligible to worship the Spirit Sword Sect, either have their own cultivation skills, or are a disciple of a wealthy merchant. Ordinary people are the first to wear such rustic clothes.

"Hello everyone, my name is Deng Chen."

Ye Chen sat down after speaking. His brief self-introduction didn't make any difference. The applause of the classmates was also sparse, and Zhang Yang's contempt was even stronger.

The girls who had a good impression of Ye Chen's appearance before heard this, and they were immediately discouraged. It's good to be handsome these days, but it's no better than having a good future and a good old man.

Xia Zhiyan, who was a little surprised at Ye Chen's appearance, gently shook her head, her eyes still falling on Hua Feng. From a comprehensive point of view, Ye Chen didn't see enough in front of Huafeng.

Hua Feng glanced at Ye Chen and immediately withdrew his gaze. To him, Ye Chen was just a trivial little person. Even if his appearance was a little more handsome than him, he was confident that he would be able to blast each other out in any other respect.