In less than five minutes, he arrived at the courtyard of the advanced class, and although the two courtyards were separated by a wall, they hardly interacted with each other because of the strict dogma of the academy of soldiers, let alone knew each other. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The Land of Soldiers is different from other academies, each grade is an absolute way to be taught individually, and does not interfere with each other, so after staying here for almost a year, except for the eight classmates of Teacher Zhen Batian and some cooks who served them in the meal, Zihong didn't know any of those high-level senior brothers and sisters.

Stepping lightly on the red stone ground, making a crisp sound, walking past the huge plaque hanging above your head "Bingzhiyuan Senior Class Campus", the scenery that catches your eyes is all a different kind of freshness.

The weeping branches of the same distance grew on both sides of a man-made river, and the hanging branches swayed with the winter wind, without the green dress, and the dry branches were so weak and squeaked, like a nearly thin old man, walking on the ground covered with branches, and every step was so difficult.

The senior class campus is completely different from the campus where they are located, the area here is extremely large, there are water and rockeries, and there are flower and grass beds built in the human area, which is extremely orderly and orderly.

The curved and flat paths run through the mountains, waters, and flowers, and there are many boys and girls dressed in the academy of soldiers, walking on them.

Compared with the primary courtyard, it can be regarded as a majestic palace-style building, with three floors standing not far away, and the layers of scale tiles emit a dazzling golden glow in the sun.

Seven bays and three floors, this is the courtyard of the advanced class of the Academy of Soldiers. There were hundreds of students here, which was a slimmer compared to any other house, but compared to the nine students in the beginner class, it was quite lively.

Zihong walked in the courtyard, and when he raised his eyes, he looked around, and sometimes there were groups of beautiful seniors walking past him, looking at the same school uniform on his body, and throwing him fancy eyes and soft praise.

"This is the most talented boy in the history of our academy, I heard that he played an unprecedented winning streak in the arena, and he single-handedly turned the tables and made the academy get the coveted wealth.." The soft voice of praise drifted by the wind and gently blew into the young man's ears, which made him feel up now, and swept away the gloomy and unhappy thoughts just now.

Zihong straightened up proudly, and he enjoyed the atmosphere very much. No one doesn't like to hear themselves being praised by others, and it can neutralize the dark side of people's hearts.

Moving his eyes, he quickly noticed that the senior sisters who praised him were sitting on several benches seven or eight meters away from him on one side, and an umbrella-shaped pavilion lid was shrouded in them.

The Eyes of Hell quietly activated, their eyes slightly covered with a layer of black, purple and red as clear as standing in front of them and looking at these girls.

There are eight of them, slim and slim, girls in their twenties, some sitting and some standing, laughing at themselves in the distance. The prostrate figures have all been scaled, and they put on the purple courtyard clothes, which makes their youthful atmosphere convex and concave.

The beautiful and beautiful jade faces made Zihong's heart flutter, and he was smiling back at them, secretly thinking about the traces of Qi Nian, and several dazzling black shadows blocked his safe sight.

"Alas, junior academy student, come here to see something, be careful that I gouge out your eyes. A threatening voice completely stabbed the purple red's fascination.

Raising her head slightly, Zihong saw that there were four men standing in front of her, also about twenty years old. They were dressed in black college robes, with five dragons and a few sparse stars rusted on their cuffs or chests.

"It's all Lu Shengqiang!" Looking at the four senior brothers in front of her, Zihong screamed coldly in her heart.

He knew that his wanderlust was about to get him in trouble.

"A few of those girls are our boss's horses, why do you want to skip the level and soak them. A tall, thin-looking young man pointed to his nose and said.

Fuchsia took a disdainful step back, avoiding the man's accusations. He noticed that the boss this person was talking about turned out to be a man with a small figure and an unattractive appearance, which could not be compared with his own heavenly blessings, even compared with these three mediocre-looking men, he was also extremely depressed.

The eye noticed the dwarf boy's piercing mark, this man had a big nose and a wide mouth, and his small eyes were indeed very small, and on his raised and solid chest as solid as stone, in the space surrounded by five dragons, ten dazzling green stars were painted.

Although this person is short in stature, he is not good-looking. But the solid breath came out from the plain wrap of the robe, and the convex and concave figure hidden under the robe was vividly highlighted, and the clothes could not hide the strong breath at all.

The power of the Soul Master Realm is the boss, and it is an eternal and unchanging law, Zihong couldn't help but secretly lie when she saw that this person was so young and had reached such a terrifying level.

At this time, the graceful girls who attracted bees and saucers walked towards this side from far away with a smile on their faces.

"Clinton, don't mess around, he's the proudest student of Dean Qingtian, and he's done a great job for the academy. A tall beautiful woman walked over, looked deeply at the short boy, and said delicately.

She was slim, her skin was as smooth as water, and Zihong instinctively raised her eyes to look at her.

It turned out that this young man who was called the boss, his name was Klindao, he was one of the few top saint powerhouses in the senior school district, and the woman who was repeatedly referred to by the younger brother was the girl who spoke at the moment.

Standing in the midst of several beautiful piles, her breath is like a beautiful girl of the empress in a swarm, and her cuffs are also painted with five dragon rings, and there are two swords standing vertically, she is a second-level earth spirit saint.

"Linna, don't meddle in your business and break into the campus without permission, I am qualified to teach this kid a good lesson. The short boy with the name Clint Knife looked at the most beautiful girl and sighed.

The other slightly stunned girls didn't dare to make a sound, and their beautiful eyes swept slightly to the girl named Klingknife, each with a different meaning in their eyes.

"But his name is Wan Zihong, and unlike other students, didn't Dean Agni tell us about it during the last campus meeting? Linlang reacted sensitively and retorted disdainfully.

"Ah, it's great, the current juniors are much more awesome than the juniors, I think when we were studying at the beginning, we never had this treatment. A handsome young man with a high nose said sourly with vinegar, his words were clear, as if he was deliberately messing with someone.