Sima Sheng smiled and said, "There are three months left. Three months later, it is unknown who is stronger and weak. We Chinese are all one-stop outside."

Ximen Yu and Chang Yu both felt that the competition was very big, and Ximen Yu felt that he had little chance. Maybe he couldn't even enter the top ten temporary classes in three months.

That night, Ximen Yu, Chang Yu and Sima Sheng, drank until midnight before leaving.

Ximen Yu went back to his apartment directly to live. Zong Xiang was worried about Ximen Yu, so she called Ximen Yu several times.

After Ximen Yu returned to his apartment, he remembered that Ping Yaoyao's mother's body was still stored in the ring of the Immortal Cultivator's Age.

After shelving it for several days, it was time to take it out and experiment to see if his fantasy of the resurrection dead can succeed.

Ximen Yu put out Liu Yanran's body in the room, and immediately cast the Tianyuan Needle on the body.

Unfortunately, there was no response. All the cells in Liu Yanran's body had died. No matter how powerful the Tianyuan needle was, it could not induce the cells of the body.

"Oh, it seems that my fantasy is just a fantasy, and it cannot be realized after all. Using the Tianyuan Needle to repair the body is possible, but the cells have died, unless you can think of some way to revive the dead cells." Ximen Yu sighed, revive the dead cells, which Ximen Yu could not have thought of yet.

Ximen Yu is not a god, and his fantasy of resurrecting the dead is shattered.

But Ximen Yu will not give up. If he thinks of a solution in the future, he will continue to study it.

Ximen Yu put Liu Yanran's body back into the ring of the Immortal Cultivator's Age and put it in the ring, and the body would not rot at all.

The next day, Ximen Yu went to class without any pressure.

Athena said: "Dear students, let's learn from you today. I'm going to attend the major conference of the college."

"Hey, hello!" When Ximen Yu was bored in the classroom, a black woman greeted Ximen Yu.

"Hello," Ximen Yu responded politely.

The black woman said, "Is your name Ximen Yu? You are so handsome. Can I be your friend?"

"Uh" Ximen Yu was stunned. A black woman said he was handsome.

"Thank you, of course," Ximen Yu said with a smile.

"My name is Pamir. Are you free at noon?" the black woman invited.

"Uh, is there anything wrong?" Ximen Yu was not interested in black women at all. However, this black woman had a top fifty seat number and was a bit strong. Ximen Yu didn't mind getting to know her.

"I want to invite you to have a meal together. Can you enjoy your face?"

"Oh, hehe, okay?" Ximen Yu smiled and did not refuse. Between classmates, I just don't know what this black woman wants to do? Do you want to go to Ximen Yu?

"Thank you, this is my phone number." The black woman gave her number to Ximen Yu.

Ximen Yu remembered it.

After class, several female students in the class gathered together to chat.

One of them said: "We have only a few handsome guys in our temporary class 3. Except for the handsome guy named Ximen Yu, more than a hundred boys are pitifully ugly. Only Ximen Yu is the only handsome guy. It's so boring!"
Chapter completed!