My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Chapter 1722 It’s Concise and Can Be Funny
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Chapter 1722 It's Concise and Can Be Funny

"The medicinal bath and the array formation were created by the two of you. Why don't you have any rights?"

Even though Kou Sun didn't want to help the Alchemy and the Weapons Refinement Departments, as the Deputy Dean, he couldn't reject them directly. Besides, he didn't want to see the academy divided into two camps.

"Tell me, what conditions do you need before you're willing to let go?" Kou Sun pinched the area between his brows, looking a bit tired.

"Dean Du," Mu Tianyan suddenly said.

Hearing the words "Dean Du", Kou Sun, who sneaked in when Du He wasn't in the Martial Arts Department, suddenly stood up in shock and looked behind him.

However, there was no one there…

Kou Sun looked at Mu Tianyan angrily. "Kid, how dare you fool an old man?"

Mu Tianyan raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "I'm just asking you to ask Dean Du, Deputy Dean."

Hearing their conversation, Lu Zijia's shoulders shrugged and she held back her laughter.

Hahaha, she was about to die of laughter. It turned out that her Dao companion's concise use of words could be used as a joke. She had learned something today!

Kou Sun glanced at Lu Zijia, who was holding back her laughter, and sat down again angrily. "You're both smart people. Don't lie. Tell me your conditions directly!"

Lu Zijia was about to speak, but the next moment, she suddenly looked up behind Kou Sun and her words of refusal instantly became, "Dean."

Kou Sun, who had already been tricked once, glanced at Lu Zijia. "Lass, it's enough to play this trick once. It won't be fun if you repeat it."

He clearly thought that Lu Zijia lied to him on purpose, like what Mu Tianyan did.

Lu Zijia gave a perfectly guileless look. "I'm not playing any tricks. Dean Du is right behind you. Deputy Dean, don't you feel it?"

Dean Du was a Nascent Soul mighty figure after all. Why didn't he even sense a Golden Core cultivator approaching? This shouldn't be!

Following Lu Zijia's "reminder", Kou Sun immediately felt a chill down his spine.

Before Kou Sun turned around to look, a furious voice suddenly entered his ears.

"Kou Sun, you bastard, you actually asked someone to send me away on purpose and took the opportunity to poach my people!"

Bang!

As soon as he finished speaking, the round stone block under Kou Sun's butt instantly turned into stones and flew everywhere.

A second before the round stone block turned into a stone, Kou Sun's figure instantly flashed and left the pavilion, running out.

Lu Zijia glanced at the round stone block that was innocently attacked and thought to herself, The Dean's aim is really bad. He didn't even aim at a person as big as the Deputy Dean.

"Wait! Old He, listen to me explain first. I definitely have no intention of poaching your people."

Seeing that Du He was about to attack him again, Kou Sun quickly stopped him.

Du He knew very well that he wasn't Kou Sun's match. He snorted coldly when he heard that. "Then tell me, what are you trying to do by sending me away on purpose?"

The Martial Arts Department finally had a chance to rise up, but Kou Sun, this bastard, actually wanted to poach her secretly. How ridiculous!

Kou Sun: "…" Even though he didn't come to poach the members of the Martial Arts Academy, it didn't seem to be any better.

At this moment, he suddenly had the feeling that he would still be hunted down by Old He, who had a bad temper…

Damn, what was going on?

Others were Deputy Deans, and so was he. Others were so dignified and domineering, but why was it difficult and unrewarding for him?

"What is it? Have you thought of a good excuse?"

Seeing that Kou Sun didn't speak for a long time, Du He immediately became even more certain that he was here to poach the members of the Martial Arts Department.

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