Chapter 218 Qiu'er? Auspicious beast?
Han Yu's heart suddenly moved. The girl in front of him had a delicate face and picturesque eyes and eyebrows. She was simply stunningly beautiful.

Even the Snow Queen cannot be compared with her. It can only be said that they each have their own strengths.

Han Yu couldn't help but look at it a few more times, with surprise in his eyes.

He originally thought that the girl in front of him was Wang Qiuer. After all, Wang Qiuer was the only one who possessed the golden dragon martial spirit.

However, when he walked closer and saw her face clearly, he found that the girl in front of him was completely different from the Wang Qiuer in his memory.

"That's not right. Only Wang Qiuer has the Golden Dragon Martial Spirit. This person doesn't look like Wang Qiuer at all."

Han Yu pondered secretly in his heart, frowning slightly.

"Could it be that there are other people who have this kind of martial spirit?"

Han Yu suddenly fell into deep thought, with a myriad of thoughts in his mind, and his brain couldn't help but be overloaded.

He thought about various possibilities, but still couldn't find a reasonable explanation.

"Never mind. I can try it out later."

Han Yu secretly decided to wait until the girl finished the test before asking her about her martial spirit.

He decided to wait and see, standing still, quietly waiting for the girl to finish the test. And the girl who was taking the test.

As if she had noticed something, her delicate body couldn't help but tremble slightly. She glanced out of the corner of her eye and immediately saw Han Yu standing not far away. The golden belt wrapped around him was particularly conspicuous.

"It was him, the abominable human who cut my beautiful mane."

A thought flashed through the girl's mind, and her expression suddenly became gloomy. A hint of anger could not help but appear on her originally expressionless face.

She took a deep breath, suppressed her anger, and completed filling out her information under the guidance of the testing teacher.

The test teacher was an old man with gray hair. He watched the girl fill out the information and patiently guided her.

"Student Qiu'er, your information has been entered. Your current soul master level is apprentice. You can report to the first grade later. Your position is here."

The testing teacher handed a school uniform to the girl, then pointed in the direction of the first grade.

"Thank you."

The girl nodded, speaking calmly and expressionlessly.

Her voice was like a clear spring, with a hint of coldness, which made people want to get closer, but also wanted to retreat.

Then she took a step and walked towards the crowd.

"Get out of the way quickly, don't block the way of the school girl."

A student called out, signaling the male students around him to make way for Qiu'er. His voice was a little hurried, with a hint of flattery in his tone.

He stretched out his hand and gently pushed the several male students standing in front of Qiu'er. Their bodies involuntarily stepped back, making way for Qiu'er.

The behavior of this male student immediately made the female students around him feel uncomfortable.

They frowned, their eyes were filled with sorrow, and they talked in low voices.

Their actions were very covert, but Qiu'er was keenly aware of their hostility.

"What are you so proud of? It's just that you look good. You are so old and just started learning soul guides. I don't think you will achieve much."

They couldn't help but think maliciously. They stared at Qiu'er closely, their eyes full of jealousy and disdain.

"Senior, can you take me to the freshman class?"

Some crisp sounds came out of that rosy little mouth, and at this time Qiu'er had already come to Han Yu's side.

She raised her head slightly, looked at Han Yu with a pair of clear and bright eyes, with a faint smile on the corners of her mouth.

"I?"

Han Yu looked around and found that he was talking to him.

He was a little surprised, but reacted quickly, with a gentle smile on his face.

"Well, is that okay?"

Qiu'er's face was expressionless, but deep in her eyes she was glaring at Han Yu fiercely.

There was a cunning gleam in her eyes, as if she was planning some conspiracy.

Because it was hidden so deeply, Han Yu naturally couldn't find it.

"Okay, come with me."

Han Yu's heart moved, and then he nodded. He just wanted to see if it was what he guessed.

His heart was filled with curiosity and anticipation, and he wanted to uncover the secret behind Qiu'er as soon as possible.

Seeing Qiu'er go straight to Han Yu, the male students felt as uncomfortable as if a lemon was pinched.

Their faces were pale, their fists were clenched, and their eyes were filled with jealousy and anger.

"Damn it, can handsome guys really do whatever they want?"

They thought indignantly in their hearts.

They couldn't accept that a beautiful girl like Qiu'er would be interested in someone like Han Yu who looked so ordinary.

Among a group of male students, Han Yu's appearance is undoubtedly top-notch.

He has handsome features, a slender figure, and a unique look that makes him seem out of place among his surroundings.

But, it is very attractive.

The two walked towards the teaching area one after the other.

Neither of them spoke. Han Yu looked at the woman named Qiu'er out of the corner of his eye and thought to himself, she has a golden dragon martial spirit, but she doesn't look like Wang Dong at all, but her temperament is very similar.

Qiu'er stared at the golden belt around Han Yu's waist with her eyes, gritting her teeth in her heart. The golden belt was woven with her mane, and she was furious at being treated like this by humans.

"Damn you human, you treat my mane like this. When I find a chance, I will definitely shave your hair too."

Qiu'er swore secretly in her heart.

The two walked in silence until they reached the entrance of the teaching area, and then Han Yu broke the silence.

He coughed lightly and asked tentatively: "Hello, my name is Han Yu, what's your name?"

Han Yu turned around slowly, and the next moment, he felt something soft bumping into his arms. He was completely stunned, not knowing what was going on.

"Why don't you say hello when you talk?"

Qiu'er was stunned at first, then frowned slightly, and a hint of anger flashed in her eyes, as if questioning why Han Yu didn't say hello in advance and suddenly turned around, catching her off guard.

At the same time, he stretched out his hands and pushed hard at Han Yu's chest, trying to push himself away from him.

But just as she expected, Han Yu did not move backwards. He still stood there motionless, as solid as a rock.

Because Han Yu was not pushed, a rather ambiguous posture was formed.

Qiu'er placed her hands on Han Yu's chest. She could clearly feel Han Yu's heart beating strongly. Their bodies were pressed tightly together.

This sudden intimate contact made Qiu'er's cheeks blush and her heartbeat accelerated.

From a distance, they looked like a flirting couple, and passers-by cast curious glances at them.

“They are so bold.”

"Hugging and kissing in broad daylight, how shameful."

"Let go of that girl"

The students around also noticed the situation on Han Yu's side, and the whispers reached their ears.

Some embarrassing discussions also reached the ears of the two. Qiu'er was suddenly so ashamed and angry that she wished she could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

"Let me go."

Qiu Er stared at Han Yu with murderous eyes, and a blush appeared on her cold face. It was unknown whether it was due to anger or some other reason. Her tone was tough, as if she was ordering Han Yu to let her go immediately. However, her voice was trembling, revealing her inner panic.

Han Yu spread out his hands and said innocently:

"How can I let you go? You were the one holding onto my chest."

His tone was calm, as if he was stating a fact, completely unaware of how ambiguous his actions were.

Qiu'er was stunned and looked at her hands. At this moment, she was tightly grabbing Han Yu's clothes on his chest, as if she wanted to tear his clothes.

She suddenly realized that she was so flustered that she grabbed Han Yu's clothes, which led to this awkward posture.

"Humph!"

With a light snort, Qiu'er quickly retracted her hands into her sleeves. She moved quickly as if she was trying to hide her embarrassment.

"You bastard, would this have happened if you hadn't turned around so suddenly?"

Qiu'er said this with an unconvinced look on her face, like a cat whose tail was stepped on, trying her best to deny that it was not her problem.

She tried to shift the blame to Han Yu to cover up her panic and shame, however, her tone became much weaker, revealing a bit of grievance.

Han Yu listened to Qiu'er's words with a playful smile on his face. He shook his head gently with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"You're still blaming me. I turned so slowly. With your strength, you should be able to react."

"Why does everything depend on me?"

As he spoke, he gently poked Qiu'er's forehead with his finger.

Qiu'er was poked and immediately became furious. She turned her head away and no longer looked at Han Yu.

"My Soul Emperor schoolmate?"

Han Yu looked at Qiu'er's angry look and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

He reached out and gently patted Qiu'er's shoulder, trying to ease her anger.

"Can you feel my strength?"

Qiu'er became even more angry at Han Yu's behavior. She stood up suddenly and stared at Han Yu with sharp eyes.

She clenched her fists tightly, as if she was about to throw a punch at any second.

You know, she has never revealed her soul ring since she came here.

“I can roughly sense it.”

Han Yu did not comment, but his deep eyes seemed to be able to see through Qiu'er's thoughts.

Qiu Er snorted lightly, and said with a smug look on her face:
"I see that you are only at the level of Soul Emperor. I guess this academy isn't that great."

When she came here, she found that most of the people here had very low cultivation bases, and some people's martial spirits were also very poor.

Moreover, the soul power is extremely unstable, and some seem to be forcibly increased. There is only level but no power.

"It's really not that good. People here like to take drugs."

Han Yu spoke lightly, as if he was not disappointed with the academy.

He pointed to a teaching building not far away and said to Qiu'er:

"Nuo, the first grade you are looking for has arrived. By the way, why do you want to learn soul guides with your strength?"

"From your appearance, I think you don't know much about soul guides."

Han Yu brought Qiu'er to the first-grade teaching building and then asked with meaningful eyes.

Qiu Er glanced at Han Yu and said coldly:
"Don't I like it?"

There was a hint of arrogance in her tone, as if to say, this is my choice, what's it to you?
"Uh"

Well, this reason was so powerful that Han Yu couldn’t refute it for a moment.

He could only shrug helplessly, indicating that he had nothing to say.

"Okay, I've already brought you to the place, so I'll leave first, you can go in by yourself."

Han Yu waved his hand and was about to turn and leave.

Qiu'er frowned slightly, looked at the golden belt, and a hint of shyness flashed in her eyes.

You have to know that this is the hair on her neck, and the hair in this area is very sensitive to her.

Now that someone had it tied around her waist like this, she couldn't help but feel a little angry.

"Hey, you stop."

Han Yu paused, turned around slowly, and asked with some doubt:
"What, is there anything else?"

Qiu'er pretended to glance at Han Yu's belt casually and said:

"Your belt is very beautiful, can you sell it to me?"

"You can name the price. Soul bones, rare materials and treasures are all fine."

As Qiu'er spoke, she stretched out her hand and gestured, "How much money?"

Han Yu felt like he was seeing a rich woman, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

The guess in his heart had been confirmed at this moment.

The only one who knew about his belt was the Three-Eyed Golden Lion.

"you want?"

Qiu'er nodded quickly, her eyes full of desire.

"Excuse me, I love this belt, and whenever I feel upset, I touch the bristles on it."

"The bristles on it have a magical power that can calm my mind."

Han Yu refused with an expression of reluctance, and at the same time gently stroked the hair on the belt with her hand, as if feeling the warmth transmitted by the hair.

"you--!"

Qiu'er suddenly became a little anxious. Looking at Han Yu's expression, she thought he was moved.

Feelings are playing tricks on you.

Qiu'er put her hands on her hips, pointed at Han Yu angrily, and was about to say something.

"Okay, if there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

Han Yu waved his hand and then turned and walked away.

"You are not allowed to leave."

Unexpectedly, a somewhat angry voice came from behind.

Qiu'er quickly stepped forward and grabbed Han Yu's sleeve, trying to stop him from leaving.

Before Han Yu turned around, he felt a pair of small hands grabbing towards his waist, targeting the golden belt.

Han Yu slightly turned sideways and immediately passed by the owner of the pair of small hands.

Qiu'er's outstretched hand fell upon nothing and she stood there in a daze.

"hateful."

Qiu'er shouted angrily, and the golden light in her eyes became brighter.

She rushed towards Han Yu like a flash of lightning, trying to take back the belt again.

Han Yu was prepared. Seeing Qiu'er attacking again, he quickly jumped back to avoid Qiu'er's attack.

(End of this chapter)