The 447th claw, Xiaolongquan, don't think that if you are a fairy sword, I won't dare to hit you!

Qi Sheng hurriedly raised his hand and saw that the ink strip was good, and then he knew that it was Qi Da Meow who was mischievous. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

I hope that this time I will send a message back, and I can get a reply, but every time it is a unilateral message, I don't know if Huanhuo is missing a heart......

"Big Meow, come, press a paw print!" Qi Sheng finished writing, stuffing the letter under Qi Da Meow's paws.

Big Meow dipped his paw in the ink and pressed a beautiful paw print on the letterhead.

"Perfect!" Qi Dameow looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, and was very happy in his heart.

"Master, what are we going to eat at noon?"

Qi Sheng sent the letter away and began to discuss with Qi Dameow what to eat.

Demon Cultivation Academy, Dean Huanhuo was busy, only to see a blue light in the sky, Emma, it's a letter again!

Fortunately, there is the Longquan Sword, oh no, Xiaolongquan, otherwise, just like this, it won't tire you to death?

After receiving the letter, Dean Huanhuo still read it by himself and did not let anyone read it.

Now there has been no clue about the so-called fine work, and he doesn't dare to believe anyone rashly.

This letter, which is longer than the previous two combined, explains what happened there, and in short, it is very bad.

There are also some suggestions from Qi Sheng later, suggesting that the action be canceled temporarily, and the copy is not so easy to brush.

At the very least, it is necessary to understand the difficulty of the dungeon, know how many bosses there are, and how to team up, which is a big problem.

Moreover, the problem of teaming up is even more severe!

According to what the Second Elder said, there are people from any family and sect who may join, and then anyone may also be a person who is the only one in the sect!

It's a real mess.

After reading the letter, Huanhuo was not good, he didn't expect this self-supremacy sect to have such a powerful background.

But why haven't you found him all along?

Let's discuss this historical issue later!

Huan Huo left everyone behind and returned to the room alone to reply to Qi Sheng.

But after thinking about it for a long time, I didn't know what to go back to, Xiaolongquan Jian came to his side, poked him from time to time and reminded him to hurry up, people still want to go back to the master!

"Xiaolongquan, don't think that if you are a fairy sword, I won't dare to hit you! If you poke me again, I will be covered in blood holes!"

Huan Huo rubbed his shoulder, this guy poked in one place, and anyone would feel pain if they changed!

In the end, Huanhuo still replied with a message, which was nothing more than asking Qi Sheng to pay attention to his own safety, and if he saw that the situation was wrong, he would quickly evacuate.

Besides, it means that the academy will not take any action, but just gather everyone together and make it a small gathering of monks!

Anyway, it's not far from the time of the Monk Realm Flying Sword Competition, so it's better to hold it together.

As a result, Huanhuo's invitation this time changed the content, and also lowered the condition of only summoning a sixth-grade true monarch or more to the fourth-grade innate realm.

Well, the content, naturally, it's a flying sword tournament or something!

The organizer will be contracted by the Demon Cultivation Academy this year!

In the end, Dean Huanhuo said in a letter to Qi Sheng that he should try his best to revoke the task related to the Demon Cultivation Academy, so as not to suffer another disaster for the Academy.

Naturally, their teachers will not be easy to get into trouble, and the terrible thing is that the students have accidents.

Watching the Xiaolongquan Sword fly away happily, Huan Huo sighed, he didn't expect that there was a rare seven-rank Venerable in the world, there was one in the Sole Venerable Sect, maybe there were more.

He is also a seventh grade, which makes the little sense of pride in his heart instantly dissipate without a trace. (To be continued.) )