Starting by picking up a female fan, he swept through the martial arts world.

Chapter 108 You stinky man, that's not what you said last night!

The next morning, Ghost Eye and a group of martial arts students arrived at the teaching and research office.

According to Su Yunchang's research, receiving a small amount of decay wave radiation once every morning at six o'clock can maximize the cultivator's sensitivity to their respective wavebands.

The radiation level is very low, but the effect is very good.

Therefore, the students and instructors in Su's research group arrive two hours earlier than those in other research groups.

After arriving, they quickly tidied up and went to the radiation room, only to run into Bai Zhaoli pulling Jiang Lang out by the arm.

While chasing after her, he muttered, "You can't do this! I stayed with you all night, and you can't even grant me this small request?"

All eyes immediately focused on the two people.

Did you stay with them all night?

No?

Will this operating table still be usable in the future?

Bai Zhaoli felt everyone's gaze, and her pretty face flushed red instantly.

The river waves also turned red.

The scene became very awkward.

Jiang Lang said with a stern face, "You guys are working very hard, keep it up."

After saying that, he grabbed Bai Zhaoli's wrist and ran away.

Ghost Eyes watched the two figures disappear into the distance, a rare smile appearing on his face.

Then, with a "smack," he slapped Wu Lie on the back of the head: "What are you looking at? Wake up!"

Wu Lie scratched his head: "It's not just me watching!"

Teaching and research office.

Jiang Lang was utterly exasperated: "I can certainly guide you in your cultivation, but is it really necessary to provide one-on-one instruction every day?"

Bai Zhaoli tilted her fair chin up: "I'm determined to become a top-tier expert, so I definitely want to be the fastest—"

Powerful cultivation methods can easily lead to accidents if one is not careful, so of course one should find a master from the Horn Constellation to guide them.

"How could you bear to see me get hurt? If something happens to me, I won't be able to get you something as valuable as pith next time!"

Jiang Lang hesitated, "It's not a problem with the pith—"

Bai Zhaoli pouted, thinking that Sister Yu was right after all; this was indeed an avoidant personality.

But don't worry!

I was prepared!

She snorted and pulled out her phone: "Let's see what you said last night!"

Then the video started playing.

"My cultivation in the Horn Constellation is so difficult! Can you teach me every day from now on?"

"good----"

"It's a deal then, no cheating!"

"No playing tricks————"

"Clatter!"

Bai Zhaoli turned off her phone: "Are you going to keep your word?"

Jiang Lang: "Hiss—"

He thought about it carefully and realized that he did seem to have talked to her about some things while he was half asleep last night.

He was somewhat reluctant to acknowledge these "promises," and Bai Zhaoli's move was indeed a bit too cunning.

So he nodded: "Okay, okay, I'll do as you say!"

man.

Keep your word.

Yes, it is like that.

Bai Zhaoli's face immediately lit up with a bright smile: "Okay! It's a deal then. I need to cultivate the Horn Constellation for two hours every day, so you can't break your promise!"

"Two hours!?"

"Trying to back out again?"

"No----"

"That's more like it!"

Bai Zhaoli tugged at his wrist: "I'm so hungry, let's go get breakfast!"

Jiang Lang felt that her hand was very soft and warm, and when it touched the skin of his forearm, it felt like it was releasing tiny, soft electric currents.

Once we got on the bus...

Bai Zhaoli suddenly turned her head and asked, "By the way, what do you plan to do with Professor Lin's memories?"

"Oh, this—"

Jiang Lang also had a headache. After waking up, he told Bai Zhaoli the general story, without going into the specifics of the fight, but he gave her the gist of it.

To be honest, he didn't know how to handle it better.

He thought for a moment: "I looked at those memories. There was no memory of Professor Lin at all. It was just a very similar spiritual entity. Apart from his concern for Old Madam Chu, there was almost nothing else."

The injection of this soul was equivalent to altering the underlying code of Li Guogong's thinking; from a certain perspective, it was a form of mental manipulation. Even if Li Guogong himself said that he originally had feelings for Old Lady Chu, it might not be believable.

Old Mrs. Chu was only attached to her husband's remnant soul; she had no feelings for Li Guogong.

Bai Zhaoli suddenly interrupted, "Are you sure about your two conclusions?"

"I'm not sure, what's your opinion?"

"Do you think Li Guogong's soul is severely fragmented?"

"what?"

Jiang Lang understood what she meant: "It's really not that big. If it weren't for the expectation and the thorough testing, I might not have even been able to detect his abnormality."

Bai Zhaoli then asked, "Did you notice something? When Old Madam Chu asked us to help her release her husband's soul from Li Guogong's head, she didn't say that at all when she was angry with Li Guogong."

"It seems so! So you think the two of them could be together—"

"I didn't say that!"

Bai Zhaoli smiled and said, "I just think that relationships are a matter between two people and have nothing to do with a third person. You don't need to worry about whether to help Li Guogong. You just need to tell them the truth and let them decide for themselves."

Jiang Lang pondered for a while, then nodded seriously: "What you said makes sense."

Bai Zhaoli pushed up her sunglasses smugly: "Someone like you doesn't understand love at all, and you call yourself the 'Little Casanova of Kyoto'!"

"Ah, right, right! You know!"

"Of course I understand."

Bai Zhaoli turned her head to look at him, her bright eyes full of smiles.

Jiang Lang sensed that the atmosphere had changed for some reason, and his heart pounded a few times, giving him an urge to run away.

Fortunately, the phone rang at that moment.

He quickly answered the phone: "Hello, Mr. Jiang, this is Liu Yun. I don't know if you still remember me."

"I remember, I remember, hello!"

Jiang Lang frowned almost imperceptibly; he genuinely didn't want to deal with Liu Xiu's people.

I have a feeling this person is up to no good; they seem a bit aggressive.

Liu Yun smiled and said, "In a few days, Yunjin will be holding a Horn Constellation Cultivation Seminar Summit. Many Horn Constellation experts will be present. Our Xinghuo has ten spots available. I wonder if you would be interested in attending?"

Jiang Lang pretended to hesitate for a moment, then "reluctantly" declined: "Please thank Dean Liu for his kindness, but my schedule is a bit full. I don't have time recently. Maybe next time, definitely next time."

He didn't want to be tested by Liu Xiu at all; he wanted to minimize contact with him.

Liu Yun was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay! Maybe another time!"

Jiang Lang hung up the phone and put it back in his pocket.

Bai Zhaoli asked with a smile, "You said your schedule is very full, are you referring to me?"

Jiang Lang: "————"

broken!

I'm caught up in that atmosphere again!

Spark Research Institute.

Liu Yun looked speechless: "Dean, he said his schedule is a bit full!"

Liu Xiu's temples throbbed with veins: "He's a worthless illiterate, utterly worthless!"

He knew all too well what the situation was like in Su Yunchang's group. Last time, Jiang Lang was deeply involved in the Special Operations Department and became Bai Heng's son-in-law. He must have taken all the resources from Si Hong. Su's research group would not lack resources in the short term.

In other words, Jiang Lang had no performance pressure whatsoever.

This kid is making excuses for himself.

Liu Yun looked troubled: "So what do we do now?"

Liu Xiu said in a deep voice, "I'll give you half a month. If you still can't get him to come out, I'll have no choice but to use drastic measures!"

Liu Yun was incredibly curious: "What juicy news?"

"You don't need to worry about this, you can go now!"

"Okay! Alright!"

I watched Liu leave.

Liu Xiu opened his phone's photo album, looked at the girl in the group photo, and a look of pain flashed in his eyes.

Then, a slightly morbid mockery crept into his expression: "Jiang Lang! If you can see her picture and still resist coming out, then you're something else!"

Liu Xiu: b(∇)d

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