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Dean?!

Hearing these two words, not only Lan Mo changed color for it, but even Lan Yinshui's eyes were shocked.

Mr. Dean of the Firmament Academy, that is a very mysterious existence, is he actually in Dongzhou?!

"So, will Mr. Dean show up?!" Lan Mo, who was a handful of years, was also excited in his words.

You must know that he had also studied in the Firmament Academy back then, and he had stayed there for three years, but he had never seen the true face of Mr. Dean, and Lan Mo was also full of curiosity about this extraordinary person who single-handedly founded such an academy.

"Mr. Dean attaches great importance to this blood refining, so he personally rushed to Xizhou." Ma Qichang smiled, "However, the city lord is afraid that he will be disappointed, if Mr. Dean wants to appear, he will not pass the book with a paper bird, I think he must have something to do and leave in a hurry, so he came to pass the book, at this time, I am afraid that he is no longer in Dongzhou." ”

"It's a shame." Lan Mo showed regret on his face, "Mr. Dean has already arrived in Dongzhou, and he didn't come to sit in my blue water city." ”

"Ha ......" Ma Qichang smiled, "The city lord doesn't have to be sad, there will be a chance in the future." ”

"Hey!" Lan Mo sighed, "I'm afraid, it's difficult...... It is already my honor to choose the blood refining in Dongzhou this time, and I don't know where the blood refining will be next year, not to mention, even if it is selected in Dongzhou again, Mr. Dean may not necessarily appear. ”

"That's right." Ma Qichang's face grimaced, "Mr. Dean is concentrating on cultivation, where can I have time to pay attention to such a trivial matter." ”

Lan Mo leaned in with him, lowered his voice, and asked in a low voice, "Dean he...... What is the level now, do you know? ”

Lan Mo and Ma Qichang used to be classmates, and later, Lan Mo returned to Dongzhou to manage Bishui City, while Ma Qichang stayed in the academy, from an ordinary Mr. to the current position of vice president, so the conversation between the two was also very casual.

Ma Qichang shook his head slightly, "I still met him two years ago, and the latest things are all ordered by the flying pigeon, and I haven't even seen his people." ”

"If this is the case, how can the vice president be sure that this pass must be done by the dean?!" Lan Yinshui suddenly interjected and asked.

"Presumptuous!" Lan Mo suddenly turned his face and scolded him in a low voice, "The identity of the dean, how can ordinary people pretend to be?" ”

In their minds, Mr. Dean is a god-like existence, how can anyone dare to pretend to be him?!

"The young master is too worried." Ma Qichang's face was mild, "Turning a bird into paper, this is a skill that only a star-god-level star magician above the god level can have, and this kind of ability is not something that any person can fake." ”

"There is a school field in the backyard of the City Lord's Mansion, which I use for military training on weekdays, so why don't you hold a competition there this time?" Lan Mo asked with a smile.

"Okay, then it's troublesome for the city lord to arrange it." Ma Qichang said politely.

"What hemp is not troublesome, how can you and I be so polite, not to mention, it is my honor to do things for the college." As Lan Mo spoke, he had already summoned one of his subordinates and ordered him to prepare the venue for the competition.

The men left, and several people walked out of the hall together.

Seeing the three of them come out, everyone looked away, and Yan Hui clenched his hands even more nervously.

The opportunity for blood refining is only once a year, and even for her, she is extremely concerned.