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It's not because the team of ten sons composed of the freshmen swept through the thirteen seats of the Spiegel Terrace in one day, so that they suddenly felt oppressed and threatened and couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, but they really didn't feel sleepy.

The seventeen mirrors in the inner courtyard share glory and disgrace.

Now they are completely shuffled by a group of freshmen who have just entered the school, which is undoubtedly a great humiliation for them.

Even if they weren't challenged by the arrogant freshmen.

Even if they are challenged, they are 90% confident that they can end the achievements of the freshmen in the inner courtyard.

But there was still a feeling of humiliation.

There has been an unwritten custom in the inner courtyard of the academy for thousands of years, and the old students in the inner courtyard of the mirror platform naturally know that the final destination of the mirror platform in this custom will eventually be the stepping stone for the Sichuan disciples to make a blockbuster.

Since the beginning of the current year's college freshmen, they have been secretly planning how to break this unwritten custom. That's why there is a provocation by Xiao Lingtong, the gate god in the purple bamboo forest, to the new life.

Although it is clearly said that it is aimed at all the freshmen, in fact, it is just to explore the strength of Luo Changfeng, a freshman of the Sichuan Sect.

But now, fortunately, the old students of Spiegel, who have always maintained a high degree of vigilance, have not been broken this thousand-year-old custom, but they have also been planted in the hands of a group of new students.

Since the opening of the college, has any new student class had the strength to win the thirteen Spiegels in the inner courtyard after a few months of enrollment?

Which class of freshmen will be able to compete with the three Spiegel Terraces, which are known as immovable as a mountain, and even faintly stronger than a few points after a few months of enrollment?

Only this one!

"Now we have to stay at our peak to deal with the challenge of the new students who are likely to come tomorrow, and we must always be on the lookout for the movements of the Forgetful River, and maybe we will be able to find the elusive war letter when we return to our room tonight. ”

In the second small courtyard of Spiegel Terrace, which hung under the night sky, a young female student poured the cups on the stone table with boiling hot tea, and by the way, picked up a cup and held it in her hand to warm her hands.

The young woman looked clean.

Her eyebrows are thin, but they are a little wide between them.

Her eyes aren't huge, and they're not the double eyelids that everyone loves, but they bend like crescents when she laughs.

She's not cherry bite, her lips are a little thin.

There were two pears on her cheeks that weren't so easy to detect.

Her facial features didn't look outstanding on their own, but they looked just right on that clean face.

Just good-looking!

It's just glamorous!

So she never wears heavy makeup.

She's just paroding.

She wore a clean red dress.

There is not much decoration, but there is a unique temperament and warmth.

Her surname is Yi and her name is Red Makeup.

Her name is Yi Hongxiang.

Because of her gentleness, thoughtfulness and understanding, in the second Spiegel Terrace in the inner courtyard, the brothers and sisters like to call her matchmaker.

"There's no need to worry too much. The group of freshmen suffered a great loss in the battle against the third Spiegel, and they were evenly matched. If Senior Brother Yan Xi stayed on the third Spiegel Terrace, the freshmen might not have a chance to win. From this point of view, their strength is at most equal to the third Spiegel, and it may be difficult to defeat us!"

"Don't forget, the three junior brothers, the freshmen have challenged twelve Spiegels in a row. In other words, they were in a state of extreme exhaustion and wear and tear and fought on par with the brothers of the third Spiegel and narrowly won. If we let them recharge and get back in shape, we may not be able to deal with it easily. ”

A heavy voice came from outside the courtyard.

The voice was familiar, but it seemed to be a little less breathless, and it didn't sound like the usual feeling of confidence and steadiness, but more like the performance after being injured.

Yi Hongxiang and the rest of the people looked at the door, and the walker dragged his weak body and coughed a few times and walked in.

"Senior brother. ”

"Senior Brother Walker, are you injured?"

"It's just a small injury. ”

In the main hall, all the comrades sat down with their hands and feet in hand.

Yi Hong's makeup is quite proficient in medical skills, and he put his hand on the pulse of the walker and carefully checked it, and said in surprise: "Senior brother, this was injured by the knife intent?"

There was silence.

The walker is the head of the ten sons of the second mirror platform, and he is also a disciple of the line.

Both the physical strength and combat effectiveness were not comparable to ordinary cultivators of the same realm, how could they suffer such a severe knife wound in the academy?

Is there still a presence in the inner courtyard that is never visible?

"It's indeed knife intent. It's a bit ashamed to say that my dignified walker doesn't even have room to fight back. The walker sighed and laughed at himself.

"Could it be him? is it the little uncle?" said the third junior brother in surprise.

The little uncle he was referring to was not Luo Changfeng.

Before Luo Changfeng entered the school, there was only one junior uncle in the academy.

It just so happened that the little uncle and the knife idiot seniors were old friends, so he also repaired the knife, which is said to be the knife of the knife idiot senior.

He was talking about Huang Fuyi.

"No way. His strength has far surpassed ours, since that shot to shuffle the Spiegel Table, I haven't seen him move in the academy again, how can he bully the small with the big now?" Yi Hongxiang shook his head and said.

"It's not him! it's his junior brother!"

The walker smiled wryly.

Then he recounted the battle in the purple bamboo forest word for word.

Whether it was Luo Changfeng's knife or the fiasco of him and Yan Xi, he recounted it seriously.

The room was filled with silence.

It was as if the outside world was also invaded by night for a while.

I don't know if it's because the Spiegel Terrace is suspended in the air and there is still a suspension distance from the mountain road, so I can't hear a sound in the four corners.

I don't know if the sound that originally belonged to the cold winter was swallowed up by the night or swallowed by the thick snow.

They originally thought that the people who were the most threatening to the Spiegel Terrace in the inner courtyard at the moment were the freshmen who had just defeated the third Spiegel Terrace, but they didn't take Luo Changfeng seriously.

Because of the challenge of the disciples of Chuanzi, they stayed in the ninth Spiegel Terrace.

And it has disappeared for a month without being heard from.

It stands to reason that it will take some time to threaten the second Spiegel.

But I never imagined that all this happened so suddenly.

What kind of knife is the knife that makes the senior brother of the walker powerless?

The solemn and oppressive atmosphere was broken by an unhurried knock on the door.

Everyone's eyes looked at the small gate of the courtyard.

Yi Hongmakeup walked out and opened the small door.

In front of the door was a teenager who looked like a scholar.

The boy wore a black academy uniform and a blood-colored Bodhi around his waist.

There were many people behind the teenager.

Many young students.

It looks like a freshman in the same class.

Without exception, this group of freshmen wore black college uniforms.

Yi Hongxiang looked at this group of teenagers, as if she remembered the same hospital uniform she hadn't worn for a long time.