Volume 1 Four Stars_Chapter 322 Garan

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Li Canglang and other five spirit masters, after discussing with Qingge, decided to go to the southern underworld to practice, and set off the next day after asking for instructions from Beihuang, the 30,000 slaughtering army was mighty, in this seemingly prosperous world, they could only leave the imperial land and go to that vicious place.

Dead, the bones are cold.

Alive, stunning the world!

Qingge has mixed feelings in his heart, generals and soldiers, only in troubled times can he show his style, but although the four empires have open and secret battles, they are still peaceful, after all, once the war starts, it will not benefit anyone.

The Blue-Eyed Flamethrower of the Garan Academy is a special mount for the Elder level, and generally speaking, to welcome new students, all you need to do is release a Thousand Miles Pony.

Qingge can also be regarded as stained with the light of An Suyou, and experienced the taste of sitting on the blue-eyed flame-spraying beast.

Before leaving, Ye Qingtian kept scolding, saying for a while that An Suyou had abducted his granddaughter, and for a while saying that Qingge didn't want him to be a bad old man, but when Qingge sat on the flame-breathing beast, Ye Qingtian put away his playfulness and joked, and said to An Suyou with a solemn and serious face: "The surname is An, if my granddaughter is wronged in Jialan, she will spare everything, and the old man will also turn your Jialan upside down." ”

An Suyou plucked her ears, "My apprentice naturally has me to protect her, who dares to give her grievances?" ”

On the body of the blue-eyed flame beast, Qingge sat steadily, she stared ahead, next to the lintel of the gate of the night house, the man was dressed in a purple robe, his sideburns were like a knife, his sword eyebrows were starry, and a light smile appeared on his handsome face, "Go home when you're tired, my brother will support you." ”

Qingge pursed her lips, her eyes swelled, her cold heart was wrapped in warmth, she raised her face, under the sun and the blue sun, she grinned, and the rich smile spread to the bottom of her eyes, "Okay, prepare wine and meat, I want to eat five bowls of rice in one meal!" ”

"Fifty bowls is fine." Night laughs without a trace.

Qingge laughed along.

"Sister."

Qingge looked back, Night Jingjing trotted over, and when she arrived in front of the flame-spraying beast, she tugged at Qingge's sleeve and said, "Jingjing will become very powerful, and she will protect her sister." ”

Qingge leaned down and pinched Ye Jingjing's face, the faces of the two were close at hand, and Qingge smiled: "Whoever bullies my sister in the future, my sister will report Jingjing's name, okay?" ”

"Okay, okay." Ye Jingjing clapped her palms happily.

Qingge looked at the hideous wound on Ye Qingqing's face, her red lips pursed lightly, and her mind moved slightly, she would go to Jialan, a big reason was because of Ye Jingjing.

The empire is not as good as Falling Flower City, and when the clan compared, she ruined Ye Xue's appearance, and after Ye Xue took the elixir of Falling Flower City brought by Mo Qiong, she was completely recovered.

But there is no Falling Flower City behind Qingge, and there is no such elixir in the Ye family, if she wants to eliminate the scar on Ye Jingjing's face, she can only go to Jialan Academy.

Fortunately, with the protection of the ink evil, Ye Jingjing is still young, and her mind is pure and innocent, so it is not a big deal. But in the future, Ye Jingjing gradually grew up, and the girls in the other boudoirs were very smart, but Ye Jingjing still had a hideous and terrifying face, and it was inevitable that she would be laughed at.

The cold words in the world are comparable to swords, piercing the intestines and breaking the stomach, Qingge knows that feeling, which makes people despair.

She didn't want Ye Jingjing to fight back after the Jedi like her, no matter how amazing and glamorous she was later, the torture and pain she had suffered before were real.

On both sides of the back of the flame beast, the crystal clear wings are like the stones of the Tianshan Mountains, and the hurricane is rolled up between the flutters, drawing a long trace on the heavenly dome of the Northern Moon King's land, and the white mist is blurred.

The people on the street looked up and stopped to look at it, when the invitation letter from the Jialan Academy was sent to the Mo family and the Ouyang family, the people in the city laughed at her for winning the first place but not being favored by the Jialan Academy.

Now she is wrapped in a red robe, her white hair is like a demon, and under her seat is a blue-eyed flame-spraying beast that only elders are qualified to sit on.

Mohism.

Compound.

Mo Xie lay on the green grass, squinting his eyes at a blue trace in the sky.

"It seems that you can't be lazy in the future, otherwise it will be too embarrassing to be surpassed by the lady." The ink evil turned over and rose, and the aura skewered together.

Ouyang Che rode a thousand miles to the Light Yarn Academy with the Light Yarn Drift and others a few days ago, and after the ink evil refused the invitation of the Jialan Academy, this place has been empty, and many people in Beiyue squeezed their heads to come in, but to no avail.

The people in the Jialan Academy are all geniuses, elites from all parts of the four-star continent, and Jialan is also quite strict in selecting students, and would rather lack than excess.

It doesn't matter if there are fewer people, as long as the strength is there.

The Blue-Eyed Flame Beast flew through the sky for half a day, and when the sun set, it reached Garan.

Jialan is located on the top of the mountains, the area is vast, looking from afar, it looks like an ancient palace, towering into the sky, and the aura is dense.

The two blue-eyed flame-spraying beasts stopped in front of the door of the Jialan Academy, and jumped down from the beast, the red robe dragged to the ground, like a lotus like fire, she stood in front of the door, looked up and stared, in front of the Jialan Palace, the door was condensed by aura, glowing with golden arcs, sacred and inviolable, above the golden gate, the word Jialan was like the handwriting left by the Supreme of the ancient battlefield, and the tiger was vigorous.

On both sides of the aura light gate, the divine dragon roared, the fire phoenix hissed, and the eight-sided majesty was ended, and the heavens and the earth trembled.

"Let's go."

An Suyou stood with his hands in his hands, not smiling, "Once you enter Garan, you will find the magic of this continent. ”

Qingge looked at the back of the old man's fairy wind bone, thoughtfully, and after a while, he hurriedly followed and stepped over the aura light gate.

The mountain wind strangled behind him, the rivers were choppy, the blue water was long, and the sky seemed to be getting bluer and bluer.

"Deanβ€”"

When the people who came and went saw An Suyou, they all bowed their heads respectfully, An Suyou nodded, his face was cold as frost, his momentum was cold, and he passed through the glorious and luxurious palaces with Qingge, and walked to the depths.

Along the way, more or less people, when their eyes fell on Qingge, their eyes were full of inquiry, a little disdain, a little curiosity, and a little indifference.

Talented?

Who in the Garan Academy is not a genius?

What is a genius in Garan?

Can you eat it?

The second person to be a marquis in the Northern Moon, and the first person to be a marquis in the four-star continent, so what? What about killing the first emperor, appointing a new emperor, and triggering the battle of the heavenly dome with his own strength? What about the first place in the Four Dynasties Conference?

In Garan, no one cares.

There are as many geniuses as dogs, and they walk all over the ground.

At that time, Master Feng Qingyang, the supreme master of refining weapons, said this, and he was talking about Jialan.

The people of Garan are all arrogant, and of course, they also have proud capital.

The four-star continent is so big, the territory is boundless, there is no boundary, however, the leaders of the world are gathered here.

War?

There was no war in Garan.

As everyone knows, a war without gunpowder smoke is the most terrifying once it is fought.

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