"Since the donor is a freshman, it's easy to deal with. Is your counselor Mr. Zhang Lingling?"

The monk continued to ask, still smiling, but Li Mubai felt an undetectable evil aura emitted from his body. This aura seemed familiar because he had already felt Yin Si's warning whimpering sound on his shoulder, but he did not attack and seemed very scared.

"What are you looking for Teacher Zhang?"

Li Mubai calmed down and stood straight. This was the school gate. He didn't dare to do anything to him.

No matter what the other party is from, only a fool will take action here, after all, there are people around you.

"Don't be too nervous. I have no malicious intentions. No, I can't be called a monk. In the following lay people's name, Mo Li, I don't know what Shi... what do classmates call me?"

The monk who called himself Mo Li stared at the little black cat trembling slightly on Li Mubai's shoulder with a smile, then turned his gaze to Li Mubai and spoke softly.

Mo Li's eyes were dark and bright, but they also had an unfathomable feeling.

"Li Mubai."

He spoke, and he was shocked when he said it, because he said this sentence subconsciously.

Mo Li's voice was very charming, and it made people unaware of it, and he suddenly became alert.

"Oh, it turned out to be Li. Now you can take me back to school. Can you see Teacher Zhang? I am a new teacher. The counselor is Teacher Zhang Lingling."

Mo Li smiled faintly, looked at Li Mubai with a pale face and whispered.

Seeing that Li Mubai didn't believe it, he took out an admission notice from a cloth bag he was carrying.

Li Mubai took it suspiciously and looked carefully. He found that the information on him was still filled in with the X-large stamp.

"Okay, come with me."

Although I knew that Mo Li was not simple, I still took him to school with the bullet. Because of Mo Li's outfit, it attracted many students to watch.

Mo Li did not shy away from this strange gaze. He followed Li Mubai with his head raised and his chest. From time to time, he clasped his hands together and bowed. Li Mubai originally wanted to leave quickly, as long as the monk could see him, but he did not expect that he followed him firmly like a candy, always keeping a distance of about a mi. Li Mubai secretly used the dust step and his speed increased sharply. He came to the teaching building. When he turned around, Mo Li was still following him, looking at Li Mubai who was scared into a cold sweat with a smile on his face.

"Student Li, they look at me... no, why are my eyes so strange?"

When Mo Li saw Li Mubai stopping and was a little dazed, he took the opportunity to ask questions.

"Because your outfit is no longer in a temple, it is natural that you can't dress like this anymore."

He glanced at the silver ring on Mo Li's ear and the black monk robe he wore. His face was not very good. Which monk is this?

"I see."

Mo Li nodded thoughtfully, then followed Li Mubai to the teaching building and met the counselor Zhang Lingling.

Zhang Lingling was surprised when she saw this monk for the first time, but she quickly calmed down to entertain him. It was obvious that she had received the call before. In the end, Zhang Lingling actually asked Li Mubai to take him back to the dormitory and take him to know X-Gen. Looking at Mo Li following her, Li Mubai was really crying without tears.

Mo Li was very curious about the surroundings and questioned them from time to time.

"Student Mo Li, this is your dormitory. I live in 304 downstairs. If you don't know anything in the future, you can come to me."

According to the instructions of counselor Zhang Lingling, there was an empty dormitory on the sixth floor, and there was no one living there. This discovery made Li Mubai feel extremely surprised. The dormitory in the apartment was very nervous, but now there is one left alone. From this, you can imagine how strange Mo Li's identity is.

Regardless of whether Mo Li knew or not, he went down in a flash. He said this sentence purely out of polite words and polite words.

Of course, this is what Li Mubai thinks, and Mo Li doesn't think so, because as soon as he left, Mo Li followed.

Li Mubai, who returned to the dormitory, drank a lot of water directly to relieve his anxious heart.

Mo Li seemed a little familiar, and seemed to have seen it in the dark.

"What's going on? I just went out and it was like something big."

Su Ming put down the magazine in his hand and stared at Li Mubai and spoke.

"What happened? I was so panicked and someone was being collected from debt?"

Lu Fei stood on the balcony and asked.

"No, I've met a strange person!"

Li Mubai thought of Mo Li and then spoke slowly.

"Is it strange for me?"

The door was pushed open, and Mo Li appeared in front of everyone with a smile.

"Why are you here?"

Li Mubai was startled.

"Poverty... I also noticed that this outfit was strange, so I wanted to ask Li to take me to buy some clothes and daily necessities nearby."

Mo Li smiled and stared at Li Mubai straight, his eyes were always gentle and he could not see any other expressions.

Lu Fei and Su Ming were also stunned. When did a monk come here?

"But...well..."

Li Mubai really couldn't find any reason to make excuses, so he finally took Mo Li away from the school and went to the back door. Originally, Su Ming wanted to keep up, but Lu Fei stopped him.

"Why don't you let me go with you?"

Li Mubai asked in confusion.

"This monk is not an ordinary monk. Just talking about martial arts, he is much better than me. I can't see his strength. If he really wants to attack Mu Bai, the three of us will not be enough for him to have a single finger. Let Mu Bai first explore his reality. This monk is likely to be a disciple of the magic world, and we can't afford to offend him for the time being."

Lu Fei's face disappeared, and a hint of worry appeared in his eyes, and he said quietly.

Seeing him say this, Su Ming didn't interrupt anymore, but picked up the magazine casually, looking like he was nothing.

Just as Li Mubai took Mo Li to leave the dormitory building, Zhang Xiaomao also followed him out, but this time he was still carrying a small bag in his hand.

When I went out again, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky became even more gloomy. The dark clouds in the void had completely turned into black clouds. Only a little light was revealed, and the wind blew when I walked on the road.

Zhang Xiaomao stood at the door of the dormitory, stretched out his left hand and pinched it. He looked at the sky with a happy face and said to himself: "It's really God helping me, it's a good time!"

Although the sky was very bad, it did not rain, which made Li Mubai feel a little strange, but he did not understand the celestial phenomena.

After helping Mo Li choose some clothes on the back street, he took him to the supermarket to buy some essential items for daily life. Every time he checked out, he would take out a bank card.

Mo Li was very happy, holding his hands full, holding a lollipop in his mouth, and looking reluctantly at the direction of the supermarket.

"Student Li, you seem to have any objections to me?"

Mo Li walked to Li Mubai and stared at Li Mubai, who looked bad and said.

"If you can tell me the purpose of your visit to this school, I may not have that big opinion. If you don't want to say it, as long as you tell me which sect you are from."

After they came out, the two did not return to the dormitory in time, but went to the Cherry Blossom Forest.

This is definitely not his own wish, but Mo Li Shen brought him here without knowing it.

"It turns out that it's for this matter. It's easy to tell you. I'm just going down the mountain to experience the world. Here are the disciples of Demon Romon."

Mo Li smiled slightly.

"The Monk of Demon Romon!"

When Li Mubai heard this, he took a breath of cold air, then retreated, staring at Mo Li with caution.

He heard Bai Han and Na Sheng mention the sect of Demon Romon. The super demon sect in the magic world rose up more than ten years ago. The sect is very secretive. Even the law enforcement elders in the magic world are not afraid of.

"If you say this, I'm angry. Who said I am a demon monk? What is the demon sect? What is the right way?"

Mo Li pursed his thin lips and stared at Li Mubai, his eyes still gentle.

"You are still like this, and there is no change at all."

Seeing Li Mubai's alert look, Mo Li suddenly laughed. The strong wind blew his monk's robe, but he stood straight in the wind, but his eyes changed slightly, and he was a little excited inside.

"We've met each other? No wonder I feel a little familiar, but I can't remember it."

Li Mubai touched his head and carefully recalled Mo Li, where had he seen him?

"Donor, hiding behind the sneaky donor, you have been following us for most of the day, aren't you feeling tired?"

Mo Li turned his head slightly and stared behind Li Mubai, and spoke lightly. The sound was not loud, but Li Mubai could hear it clearly.

"Who are you? Don't ruin my good deeds. I am sure to win the things in Li Mubai's hands."

Zhang Xiaomao walked out from behind a big tree and looked at Mo Li with a gloomy face.

Li Mubai felt cold when he heard his words. Could it be that Zhang Shu also told him about the soul-summoning lamp? If so, his main purpose was his Yin-Yang soul-summoning lamp, because compared to the soul-summoning lamp, the ebony sword is nothing. Zhang Shu also saw the evil spirit who controlled Zhou Xianyang before. At that time, Li Mubai had not yet cultivated magic power. A person without Taoism could deal with an evil ghost with just a soul-summoning lamp. From this, it can be imagined that this lamp is a rare treasure.

"Oh? Yes, but with me here, can you hurt him again?"

Mo Li put down the shopping bag in his hand and looked at Zhang Xiaomao with a smile.

Li Mubai quickly approached Mo Li, because now his only combat power, Sheng, has been in seclusion, and Bai Han has not appeared on campus, so who can compete with this Maoshan disciple? At least he cannot directly take out the soul-summoning lamp to fight the enemy. After all, he is still too weak.

"Damn monk, do you really want to interfere? I am the third-generation chief disciple of Maoshan."

Zhang Xiaomao stood under the tree and said viciously, but his eyes turned to the backpack behind Li Mubai.

"Oh? Maoshan? I really haven't heard of it. I've been away for a while before, but I didn't expect you to get into trouble again, so it's really not worry-free."

Mo Li stared at Li Mubai and said with a chuckling.

"Who are you!"

Li Mubai clenched his fists and looked at Mo Li coldly. He was very sure that he had never seen Mo Li before.

"I? I am your guardian."

Mo Li closed his eyes gently and said lightly.

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