"This...how is this possible!"
Su Zhiyu and other aristocratic children of Huanyun Kingdom were shocked when they saw Jun Mohuang swipe out 30,000 spirit stones.
Half an hour ago, Jun Mohuang only had 10 spiritual points, which was extremely poor.
How come after half an hour, she had 30,000 spiritual points!
This is simply unscientific!
"Humph, you also said that my boss is a pauper. Paupers like us can live here for a month, but you can only live for one day. Isn't it even more pauper than a pauper?"
"I thought Su Zhiyu's backstage was so powerful that he could keep you here for a year and a half, but it turned out that it was only one day... Hahahahaha!
"You guys are so attentive and licking me, maybe the sisters of the Su family will just treat you like monkeys. After all, my sister has half a million spiritual values. If I give you a finger, it will be enough for you to become fat in one breath. "
Now, it was Jun Mohuang's turn to laugh at Su Zhiyu unscrupulously.
Wu Qianyong, Shi Feng and the other four young men were not people who used their words to show off.
But Su Zhiyu and his group just went too far along the way, and they would mock Jun Mohuang from time to time.
Now that they have seized the opportunity, they naturally want to return it.
The ridicule and sowing discord by Feng Yunqi and others finally had an effect.
Jun Jianren and others felt a little uncomfortable. Originally, this matter could be solved easily. They could just ask Su Zhiyun to replenish 900 spiritual points for each of them.
Su Zhiyu insisted on making so many twists and turns, which made them laugh at her instead.
"Old man, my sister is Su Zhiyun, who ranks third in combat effectiveness in Qianhuan Academy. It would be better if you let my people stay in and return Jun Mohuang's spiritual value!"
Su Zhiyu's face turned blue and white during the harsh ridicule.
Fortunately, she thought half an hour ago that she had a lot of two thousand spirit points and could kill Jun Mohuang instantly.
As a result, in just half an hour, she was instantly killed and beaten by Jun Mohuang.
Su Zhiyu was too lazy to pretend to be kind and polite, so he directly started to use Su Zhiyun's name and secretly threaten the old dormitory manager.
"Su Zhiyun? Never heard of it."
The old dormitory manager snorted: "Little girl, you'd better take someone to live in the dormitory next door that has fifty spiritual values per night. With your pitiful spiritual values, don't compete with others in the dormitory."
Jun Mohuang felt that the words of the old man in charge of the dormitory were a perfect last resort.
Su Zhiyu's spiritual value of two thousand is indeed pitiful.
Su Zhiyu finally couldn't bear it anymore. He was so angry that he took Jun Jianren and others to the dormitory area next door.
But Su Zhiyu and his party were very unlucky. When she went to the cafeteria to treat these people to dinner, she met Jun Mohuang again.
Unfortunately, Jun Mohuang and the others ate a meal worth 50 souls, while Su Zhiyu only ordered a meal worth 30 souls.
Apart from the type and taste of the dishes, the difference between a meal with 50 spiritual values and a meal with 30 spiritual values is the content of spiritual energy.
Wu Qianyong transformed into a rice bucket and ate 8 meals in a row. He relied on the amount of spiritual energy contained in the 8 meals to upgrade and directly broke through the seventh level of Najing.
Everyone was stunned, and Jun Mohuang even touched his chin with a look of understanding on his face.
She finally understood why Wu Qianyong was not favored in the Wu family.
"Everyone has seen it, my boss, this is the one who truly cares and protects us. He served 8 meals with a spiritual value of 50 without blinking an eye. Look at the sour and stingy look of Su Zhiyu who is following you, 30 Just ask for one portion of the spiritual value meal, tsk tsk.”
(End of chapter)