Chapter 393: Secret Report

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It wasn't until after the old demon cat left that Feng Xiaoxiao dared to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, swallowed his saliva and said, "Teacher Baili, you can really be ruthless, and you actually found a divine beast to practice with me." "No wonder she fights no matter how she fights, this old demon cat doesn't have a little scar on his body, and he feels that it is a divine beast with rough skin and thick flesh!

Baili Yehua flicked his sleeves, reached out and pressed on Feng Xiaoxiao's little head, and said lightly: "What are you talking about, you are my apprentice, am I still afraid that it will beat you to death?" ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Okay, teacher, is there something going on now that I'm out of the customs ahead of schedule? Feng Xiaoxiao followed closely behind Baili Yehua.

"The autumn hunt is about to begin, and you, as my disciple, should also participate. But be careful......"

The breeze gradually rose, and the academy, which had been spent for two months, began to be lively. The autumn hunt is imminent, and all the students of the Imperial Academy must participate in the hunt. The hunt is crucial, supervised by the elders, and if gifted, they can be chosen by the elders to become their disciples. Of course, everyone hopes to become a disciple of Dean Baili.

That peerless elegance has become the idol in the hearts of all female students, since Baili Yehua appeared, his portrait has also become popular in the academy, when they know that the dean is such a handsome and beautiful man, all the girls are boiling. But after knowing that Feng Bing of the Culinary Arts Department had seized the opportunity and had become a disciple of Baili Yehua, she had already become the public enemy of the whole academy.

After training for more than two months, she finally returned to her room, but the dilapidated house had already been deliberately destroyed, and even her pots and pans were thrown out. The walls are full of all kinds of ugly words written and painted with a trace of unknown things.

With a snort, Feng Xiaoxiao could only shrug his shoulders helplessly and said, "It seems that you can only go to Ruoshui." ”

The cold house is still the same, just like her temperament. I thought that when I entered here, I would see Ruoshui who was treating small animals, but Feng Xiaoxiao found that all the animals in this yard were gone, and only this pile of flowers and plants remained, and they were trampled and ravaged, and there was evidence on it, cat paws.

"Ruoshui, I'll make something to eat for you on the spot, you can come out." Shaking his head helplessly, Feng Xiaoxiao pushed open the door and walked inside.

Ruoshui, who was dressed in white, sat quietly on the futon, holding the letter paper in his hand, looking at the ground a little distractedly, not knowing that Feng Xiaoxiao had arrived, and he was still silent in his own world.

"What's the matter, who bullied our family, old demon cat?" Sitting down, Feng Xiaoxiao was about to pull the letter paper in Ruo Sailor's hand.

It's just that the black claws on the side are faster, and they opened Feng Xiaoxiao's palm with a "snap", and said in a low voice: "Don't disturb my family, you can play while you go." ”

"The pattern of the world will be chaotic, and a catastrophe is coming." The light in his black eyes flickered, Ruoshui turned his head to look at Feng Xiaoxiao in front of him, slowly handed out the letter paper in his hand, and said coldly: "Look for yourself." ”

"Huh?" Ruoshui said the previous words too quietly, Feng Xiaoxiao didn't hear it clearly, took the letter paper given by Ruoshui, and when his eyes touched the content of the letter, Feng Xiaoxiao's pupils were even tighter, and the whole person trembled. The string in her heart snapped, as if someone had stabbed her in the heart with a knife.

"King Cen of Yunguo is imprisoned, King Yun is seriously ill, the prince is in power, and the people are not living ......" are a few simple words, but they are like flames burning Feng Xiaoxiao's heart, Mu Cangyun, was imprisoned.

Trying her best to calm her mood, Feng Xiaoxiao looked at the letter paper in her hand, she has only been out for a few months, what happened in Yun Kingdom, with Mu Cangyun's identity, how could she be easily imprisoned by the crown prince Murong Chuge! With his resourcefulness and so many secret guards around him, how could he be ...... by Murong Chuge

Taking a deep breath of cold air, Feng Xiaoxiao took the letter and asked, "Who sent the news above to you, the information on it, but is it true?" ”

"Yes, Secret Report." Ruoshui nodded, and the sweat in his hands was a little more, and the news of Yunguo would definitely not be wrong. It's already started there, but there's no progress on her side.

"Oh no, you go!" Wu stood up, Ruoshui quickly snatched the letter, pushed Feng Xiaoxiao directly out of the door, and closed the door with a "touch".

Feng Xiaoxiao's mood was even worse, the Imperial Academy was established on the territory of the Four Great Powers, and it was an independent academy, which had nothing to do with the Four Great Powers, but it constrained the Four Great Powers. The southwest of the Snow Country is convenient for this Imperial Academy, but the northeast of the Snow Country is the Cloud Country, and she has no way to inquire about the truth of the news, unless she returns to the Cloud Country.

Letting the cold wind blow on his cheeks, Feng Xiaoxiao took a deep breath of cold air to stabilize himself. She is only out of the customs now because of the autumn hunt, and she must not live up to the expectations of Teacher Baili. It is impossible to tell whether this is true or false based on a piece of letter paper, let alone ...... She was so nervous about what Mu Cangyun was doing, Princess Luoran of the Snow Country was still with him, no matter how much Murong Chuge was a bastard, he wouldn't make a move on Luoran.

Thinking too much, it's thinking too much! Stretching out his hand and patting his cheek, Feng Xiaoxiao let out a breath of air, don't worry, it's okay, even if Murong Chuge starts a civil strife and wants to usurp the throne, Mu Cangyun has a way to deal with it.

There was no way to go back to her room, and Feng Xiaoxiao didn't want to disturb Ruoshui, who was closing the door, so she rested in this small garden for a while, and then got up to leave. She still didn't want to worry like this, and she had to ask the well-informed Helan Bo anyway to see if there was any news about Yunguo on his side.

The entire Imperial Academy became noisy, and the newcomers who participated in the Autumn Hunt for the first time were excited, this was a good opportunity to test their strength, and they had to come up with some results. The students who have participated in the autumn hunt are crying and sad, the danger in it is incomparable, they have already suffered a loss, and when it comes to the autumn hunt, they only feel that the hairs on their bodies stand up.

"Is Helan Bo here?" The first time I went to the Star Master's territory to find someone, Feng Xiaoxiao felt that it was very novel, there was a professional training ground here, all the people who studied were in it, there was enough aura, and the books of a house were piled up, which was shocking. Not only that, but it also teaches the Achilles heel of Warcraft, and there are also living Warcraft as teaching material examples. In this class, there is also a professional Colosseum, but it is not a fight between people and monsters, but a duel between monsters, which is convenient for everyone to understand better.

The arrival of Feng Xiaoxiao undoubtedly stunned everyone, there are many people who are learning, but not to the point that the students of the same level do not know each other. Countless eyes swept over, most of them wanted to test Feng Xiaoxiao's strength. But after watching it for a while, I found that the person standing in front of me did not have any star power fluctuations, and he was clearly an ordinary person.