But there is no doubt that one thing has never changed, no matter how long time has passed.

That's what she really is.

Or rather, straight.

Yan Jie once asked Qianshan Xue very straight and asked her why she was not called 'Qianshan Nao'.

In exchange for a woman's hammer blast.

What the hell is this name, how could a girl call such a stupid name!

'A Thousand Mountains Straight'......

Why don't you let her just call Qianshan stupid.

That's more simple, at least a discerning person can understand it at a glance, and won't be stupid to ask her the question 'why is it called Chiyama Nao'.

Why is it called a thousand mountains stupid?

Because it's stupid.

This is a question that does not need to be answered.

But if someone puts on a serious face, asks her why her name is Chiyama Nao, the name is too silly to hear, and then persuades her seriously, then she is likely to directly use a fourth-order magic 'Ice Sky Coffin', freeze the opponent's head into ice cubes, and unscrew it to make a night pot......

There was a lot of noise in the martial arts arena, and countless boys and girls walked to the viewing platform with their own unique natural Dao Essence, and a new day of battle awaited them ahead, but for these children, who had been through two days of hellish fighting, the class battles that had now begun to be mixed with more and more cooperation and technical tests had gradually become handy.

Whether it was the time spent in the hands of the academy teacher or the elder of the Shangwu Pavilion as a unit, or the space race that tested the movement speed and body coordination, or the hunting of large Three Realms demon beasts with the help of traps and other means, compared to the head-to-head battle of blood and fire between the two classes, it became more and more academic.

The tragic smell of rivers and lakes and the unreasonable fighting atmosphere were gradually replaced by happy classmates fighting and showing their personal strengths.

The addition of more and more of this test method symbolizes a certain easy direction of class warfare, and this trend has also made many children who are not good at fighting begin to unload the burden of their hearts.

Of course, the test method of each day is still mainly class combat and offensive and defensive battles, after all, with the help of the Academy's unique Divine Elves, this kind of medium-scale combat experience can be obtained without injury, and it is not a strange experience that can be encountered anywhere.

It can be said that it can be met but not sought.

Especially for some children who are keen on fighting, the moment when they challenge their limits under the baptism of sword and magic, break through all the shackles of the past in one fell swoop, and then achieve the final victory, this is the most eagerly desired thing for everyone who wants to become stronger!

Under such anticipation, a new day began quietly, and Mo Fan was still in a coma among the mountains at the moment, not knowing when he would wake up.

......

Time passed quietly in the rising and setting of the moon, and three more days had passed since Mo Fan fell into a coma, and that night, the starlight was faint, and a round of bright moon hung high in the sky, spreading all over the world with clear light.

The Mangdang Mountains, which stretch for thousands of miles, are also much quieter than in the past under the caress of this clear light.

The mysterious disappearance of a student is an extremely unusual thing in the eyes of any school, especially for the Yanqi Campus of Qinglong Academy, which is located in the middle of Mangdang.

But strangely, this giant campus did not show any difference from the usual because of this, neither sending teachers to search and rescue in the Mangdang Mountains during the day, nor bringing lights to wait for the children's return in the middle of the night.

In Mangdang Mountain, where ten thousand demons are infested, this kind of behavior is quite similar to showing off martial arts, but it is also a very valuable thing, not to mention that the people who are lost in Mangdang Mountain are the students of Qinglong Academy.

And Qinglong, naturally, has the capital to do this.

But there is a very important place in this, that is, Mo Fan is missing in Mangdang Mountain.

This is critical.

Privately out of the gate of Yan Chao, the safety is no longer tied to the green dragon.

This is also a school rule of the Yanfu Campus, even if Mo Fan is a closed disciple of Xuan Wenhua, there is no way to change this.

At most, he could only rescue privately, and there was no way to use the huge manpower of the campus, not only because each manpower has its own important role, but also because the two names of 'Zhidou' and 'Qiyu' were meant to warn mankind that they must be vigilant in the abyss.

Without this kind of heart, it is not a pity to die. Because this is a person who can't see the situation clearly.

In this sense, it is more accurate to describe it as a 'person' than to describe it as a 'student'.

If someone really asks about this, such as Shangguan Yue, then the answer can only be: "I'm sorry, it's over." ”

"If something really big happens, Dean Xuan will either not accept disciples from Dumen from now on, or accept another closed disciple to concentrate on cultivating, and there is no other way. ”

This is the meaning of death.

It is also the reason why the academy is cruel but has to be so cruel.

In particular, the Yanfu Campus is even more different from other places, an inch outside of its body, it is Mangdan, a land of lawlessness.

There is neither a law nor a way.

Yuan Eighteen, Yan Jie and the others went to the relevant teacher at night on the third day to ask about Mo Fan, and then got the answer they didn't want from the teacher.

When they walked out of the administrative pavilion of Fu Seal Academy, the boys' hearts were covered with a thick fog.

Yuan 18 looked back at the majestic building in the night, and spat at 'bah', muttering and scolding non-stop.

Yan Jie looked much calmer, but kept shaking his head.

That night in the south wall of the Yanfu Campus, he saw a very huge battle, in the middle of the war, the giant whale roamed, the holy mountain was furious, and countless masters of the Three Realms from all kinds of ways fell like mustard, human life was as thin as paper, and in the end, all the silence and dust were all under the wrist of a woman.

Only a quasi-Four Realm power like Shangguan Yue survived to the end.

Of course, after all, in front of the Yan Confusion Gate, none of the teachers in the academy died.

But the wound of the wound, the tiredness of the tired, the fainting of the fainting.

When Yan Jie learned from the teacher of Fu Seal Academy that Mo Fan left the school from the southern city wall, the first thing that came to mind was such a picture:

The boy who ran desperately in Mangdang Mountain, desperately urging spiritual power and pure yuan fighting qi to form protective shields, and took out countless treasures from the ring to protect his body was finally crushed to death by an abyss whale by an inadvertent tail swing.

Bloody, shattered bones, and all organs were torn apart......

So the academy couldn't find the bones.

It's not that you can't find it, it's that you don't need to bring it back at all, and there's no way to bring it back.

Can you shovel a piece of land and send it back to Chang'an, tell the old city lord of Yun, and say that this is the third son of your family......?

It is better to have no body, and the whereabouts are undetermined.

Several forces rejoiced.

This seems to be a very ugly face, but it is also very realistic.

On the side, Qianshan Xue, who came with her, silently gave Yuan Eighteen a piece of tape, and in the latter's doubtful eyes when he raised his hand to wipe his tears but didn't know where to go, the girl glued his mouth tightly by the way.

The foul language that came out of his mouth was getting more and more unhearable, and if he continued to talk in front of the administrative attic, he was afraid that he would be slapped to death by the college teachers in the building.

The crime is to make wild statements, disrespect for teachers, disrespect for colleges, disrespect for people, and disrespect for heaven and earth.

With so many charges of 'disrespect' easily listed, you can see how far the words in Yuan Eighteen's mouth have gone too far.

But his sadness was real.

is different from Chang Le's angry laughter, he will only scold when he is angry, and the more angry he is, the more momentum he will scold.

After sticking Yuan Eighteen's mouth, Qian Shanxue used third-order magic to condense an ice and snow rattan, tied the boy firmly, and led Yuan Eighteen to the dormitory building area with one hand holding the end of the rattan.

She could already imagine that after Yuan Eighteen was untied, the boy would definitely scold her loudly for being the Queen of Shaking S and the Lord of the Eastern Regions.

It seems that the girl knows a lot.

She knows what she should know and what she shouldn't know at her age.

But she was still pure, because she walked with her heart, and her heart did not exceed the rules, and everything was in accordance with the law.

But knowing doesn't mean that the girl won't be angry about it.

Thinking of this, Qianshan Xue glanced at Yuan Eighteen, raised her toes and kicked towards the latter's back.

She kicked accurately and didn't kick the boy in the ass just because he pretended to trip.

That's a shame.

Under the pain, Yuan Eighteen jumped up angrily and shouted loudly: "Uh-huh!

"Hmm!!"

“......”

Listening to his strange scream, Qianshan Xue 'fluttered' out of the air, stretched out her hand and gave the latter a burst, and said angrily: "Don't call me wronged, you must be scolding me in your heart, the old lady can guess with her feet!

"Don't say that you're scolding me in your heart now, you probably have figured out how to scold while running away in a different way after you loosen your ties. ”

"So, I don't lose anything by beating you. Are you right?"

Qianshan Xue slanted at Yuan Eighteen with her big beautiful eyes, and the latter's original monstrous momentum somehow fell lower and lower under the girl's counting, and in the end, only her eyes were left and thin, and she didn't say anything.

"Hmph. ”

The girl snorted lightly, pulled Yuan Eighteen and walked to Yan Jie not far away, and the three of them walked silently towards the dormitory building together.

The dark night has its own silence.

Of course, the main reason for the silence was that Yuan Eighteen's mouth was glued with duct tape.

After staying away from the administrative attic, Qianshan Xue loosened the shackles of Yuan Eighteen, and the latter did not hesitate, and jumped up to the willow tree next to the street as soon as his body was in shape, and scolded:

"You old witch...... Uh-huh......"

Yuan Eighteen, who was having a good time, suddenly got stuck to his mouth by some weird tape that came out of nowhere.

In the distance, Qianshan Xue looked at him with a smile, thinking that the old lady was so smart and smart, and she could still let your kid scold him in person.