From the Void King To the Ghost Swordsman of the Light of the Beginning

Mo Chengshuang also sat on the chair. In addition to teaching death gods necessary to kill white ghosts, Maocheng Academy also taught some medical treatment and history.

This is also the part Mocheng found most boring. He shook his head in boredom, and suddenly the stool shook violently, which made him a little angry.

These guys are at it again!

From the seat behind came the low breathing sound of suppressing laughter, and he knew it must be those brats again.

"Jing Jiang!"

Fortunately, the teacher at Zhenyang Academy of Spiritual Art is still very fair, he immediately shouted:

On the seat behind Mocheng, Jing Jiang stood up.

"Did you hear everything I said? What did I say just now?!"

The teacher's tone was very strict. Under Liang Yue's request, they would not treat noble children with high regard.

Even so, it is still divided into aristocratic training class and ordinary teaching class.

Although there is no difference in the teaching of these two classes, those nobles just like to separate themselves from those ordinary people, as if they can make themselves look more noble.

Jing Jiang's expression is calm, not flustered at all

"Of course I heard it clearly. The teacher is talking about the dark jihad. I am very interested in those pretenders."

"Jing Jiang, what is a pretender?" A child next to him booed

"Pretenders, pretenders are a group of... demons disguised as humans. Just like those who are not nobles, but want to pretend to be nobles!"

His words brought a burst of laughter, and all the people around him burst into laughter.

"It doesn't matter, Jinglingting is not a remote countryside. There may be bumpkins here, but there are absolutely no pretenders!"

Mole City finally couldn't bear it anymore...

He picked up the stool and threw it towards Jing Jiang...

………………

"What's going on today?!"

When he returned home with injuries all over his body, Mocheng didn't get his father's comfort, but scolded him with a serious face.

"Fighting with classmates in class, is this something a real noble should do?"

"Father, I..."

Mocheng wanted to refute, but his father greeted him with an even more violent yell

"Go and apologize to Jing Jiang!"

"Father……"

He was very aggrieved, and wanted to cry because he was aggrieved, but the unyielding force in his heart prevented him from crying, and he just looked at his father with red eyes.

At this time, his elder sister opened the door and came closer. After seeing the wounded Mocheng, she leaned over first, then looked at him with some distress, and then turned her eyes on her father.

"What are you doing?"

"He fought with his classmates in class and disrupted the classroom order!"

"You should know that Shuang Ye definitely doesn't have such a character. There must be a misunderstanding."

"What's the misunderstanding? Can a misunderstanding change the result? Because of today's incident, everyone is laughing at the Mocheng family."

Because of today's events? Isn't it a joke all the time?

Mo Chengshuang also thought angrily in his heart that he didn't want to see his sister being taught a lesson by such a father, or even implicated, he gritted his teeth and said

"Needless to say! I will apologize to Jing Jiang!"

Nobility decent? Is the dignity of the nobles just groveling?

Mole Chengshuang also didn't understand, but he was powerless to resist his father, and...

Although the family was a little bewildered, he knew very well that his starting point was luckier than most people in this world.

At least, he was born in a family that has no worries about food and clothing, and can live a glamorous life, compared to... the ordinary people who have worked hard all their lives...

He left the house and walked towards Jing Jiang's house, thinking more and more along the way, in the dark night, he was alone, and walking alone on the road made a clear echo.

"Shuangye."

Suddenly, her sister's voice came from behind her, and Shuang Ye felt better.

In this family, the only one who can talk to him is his sister.

"I'll go with you."

"No need, I'll be fine by myself." Of course, Mocheng hoped that someone would accompany him, but he didn't want his sister to see the smug face of Jing Jiang after he knelt down and apologized in front of Jing Jiang.

"Father has always longed to integrate into the circle of nobles. The Jingjiang family is a high-ranking noble. It is normal for my father to behave like this."

"Well, I know." Mocheng nodded, then forcibly got rid of his sister and ran out.

He didn't stop panting until he ran out of sight.

"Ie's house...is here."

He walked to the door of Jing Jiang's house, and then told the guard to inform him, and Jing Jiang walked out after a while.

His forehead was covered with gauze, which was smashed out by Mocheng with a chair.

"Isn't this Mocheng Shuangye? Why, are you coming to kill me?" He knew that Mocheng was here to apologize, but he still said that, just wanting to completely humiliate Mocheng.

"I'm here to apologize!"

Mo Chengshuang also clenched his fists, then looked straight into Jing Jiang's eyes.

"Hoho?" Jing Jiang licked his lips, "Apologize, aren't you rebellious? Why are you here to apologize?"

"I like the look in your eyes."

Jing Jiang approached, and said softly, "That look full of resentment and unyielding, do you want to fight me head-on?"

"I don't want to!" Mocheng forced himself to say so

"No, you want to." Jing Jiang passed him and walked into the darkness

"Come on, let's fight fairly. If you beat me, I will admit that you are not a barbarian from the countryside."

Although it is strange to say that, it is necessary to use a fight to determine whether a barbarian is not, but children are like this.

Watching Jingjiang step into the darkness, as if he didn't want others to find him fighting, Mocheng took another deep breath and followed.

"Jing Jiang?"

It was already far away from Jing Jiang's house, and Mocheng followed him into a dark alley, where even the moonlight didn't seem to shine in.

In the darkness, Mocheng called the other party's name

"I'm here, shouldn't you be hiding?" Mocheng had already reached the end of the alley, which was a dead end, but Jingjiang was still not seen.

"How could it be?" Jing Jiang's voice appeared at the entrance of the alley, blocking the only light source.

he gave a strange smile

"Good job, Mole City." He licked his lips again, the darkness didn't seem to hinder his vision.

Mocheng suddenly sensed something was wrong, because Jing Jiang's voice became a little vague and illusory, not like a child's voice.

But he didn't think too much, and rushed directly towards Jing Jiang.

On the wall, a woman covered in a black robe quietly looked down at the two people below...

"After the rotten wood and the river, finally..."

Her amethyst-like eyes appear in the darkness like floating ghosts

"There is another person who fits the qualifications of an apostle..."

"Medium of the Invisible Sherlock..."

"Shuangye in Mole City"