"The prince is too frightened, I have already given the prince an injection, and if I take this dose of decoction, I believe I will wake up soon."

Rean Xue's face crossed with joy, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Liu!" ”

After Xuanyuan Zhihe took the decoction, his expression gradually returned to clarity, and his eyes that had lost focus also had a glow.

"Ba Snake...... Not ......"

Rean Xue's brows furrowed, and she wondered, "Ba snake? What snakes? ”

At this time, Xuanyuan Zhihe suddenly sat up from the sickbed and exclaimed: "This king is not a snake!" This king is a real dragon! The star of the real dragon! ”

"Lord Wang, what's wrong with you?"

Rean Xue and Ben Lei both looked extremely worried.

Xuanyuan Zhihe turned his head, his slightly raised eyes burst out with a sharp edge, and roared hoarsely: "This king does not accept his fate!" Even if this king's star luan map is a snake, this king will catch a real dragon and make a totem guardian spirit for this king! ”

"Lord Wang?"

"Remnant Xue, Ben Lei, three days later, the assessment of the Holy Cultivation Academy, you two will also participate in this king!" Xuanyuan Zhihe took a deep breath.

"Why?" Remnant Xue was puzzled.

Ben Lei frowned, and said, "But his subordinates are nearly thirty years old, will it be inappropriate?" ”

"What's out of place!" Xuanyuan Zhi reprimanded sharply, and said, "The true dragon has been found, it is the black cat next to Ling Luo, you infiltrate the Holy Cultivation Academy for the exam, keep an eye on Ling Luo, make her fail as much as possible, and bring the black cat to this king." ”

A real dragon?

Isn't there one in front of you!

He Xuanyuan Zhihe must get Ling Luo's true dragon over and use it as a totem guardian spirit for himself!

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Three days later.

Jialan Empire, the royal capital, Shengxiu Mountain.

Within the royal capital, there is a towering Qishan Mountain, which has become the Holy Xiu Mountain, which coexists with the aura of heaven and earth, and at the same time connects with the Demon Cloud Forest.

The Holy Seminary College is built on the halfway side of the Holy Monk Mountain, and there are countless hermits hidden in the Holy Monk Mountain.

Ling Luo followed Xuanyuan Yu and entered the Holy Cultivation Mountain.

Half an hour later, Ling Luo was already standing at the door of the Holy Cultivation Academy.

The vast area of the Holy Seminary is comparable to that of the Imperial Palace of the Jialan Empire in its magnificent and extravagant architectural style.

The crowd of people coming and going was even more endless, in addition to the masters gathered from all over the Tian Yuan Continent, there were even more students of the Sea Clan, the Elf Clan, and the Orc Clan who looked very strange.

"According to the usual practice, the entrance examination for new students is held in the Holy First Temple, Luo'er, you come with me."

Xuanyuan Yu stretched out a hand and grabbed Ling Luo's small hand to ensure that the two would not be scattered in the crowd.

The Holy First Hall, located on the west side of the Holy Seminary College, is more than ten meters high, and its whole body is made of golden glazed tiles.

After entering the Holy First Hall, Ling Luo looked around.

Within the main hall with a radius of a thousand meters, there was a dense crowd of people, and the black pressure of the head was no less than tens of thousands.

Ling Luo could clearly feel that the coercion coming from these tens of thousands of people was not weak.

"There are so many strong people?" She couldn't help but exclaim, "I really underestimate the Tian Yuan Continent. ”

Xuanyuan Yu lowered his head, a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes carried three points of smile and seven points of pampering, and said: "Where the strong are like forests, it is interesting." Only when there is competition can there be a feeling of being alive. ”