Qian Nawei kept silently thinking in her heart.

Arrive in Soto City.

At this time, Soto City also seemed to have just woken up, and there were few people in sight on the street, and only those selling breakfast were setting up stalls.

Maybe because of the rain yesterday, even the morning tea shop that Qian Nawei usually goes to has just opened.

Qian Nawei flew in the city, and she didn't care about the surprised eyes of so many passers-by, so she flew directly into the morning tea shop and rushed to the back kitchen.

As soon as she entered the kitchen, she asked loudly, "What about the fat man who used to come to borrow the kitchen?" ”

Mi Yun often comes to borrow the kitchen of this restaurant, and she is already familiar with the people here.

The head chef in the back kitchen glanced at Qian Nawei and waved his hand casually.

"He didn't come last night, we all thought he was coming, waited for a long ......"

Before the word could be said for a long time, Qian Nawei flapped her wings and flew out.

Then, Qian Nawei went to several restaurants, but none of them saw Mi Yun.

Where did this guy Mi Yun go?

Qian Nawei was so anxious that her head sweated.

Won't you encounter a vampire......

Thinking of this, she bit her red lips with her teeth, flapped her wings, and flew into the air, overlooking the street on the ground from above, and quickly searched.

There were few pedestrians on the street, and Qian Nawei quickly flew through the streets and alleys, and soon found the target she was looking for.

But when she found it, she didn't dare to look at it.

In an alley on the ground, a stocky familiar (shēn) figure lies face down on the ground.

The remaining stagnant water mixed with blood stained a section of the alley red.

Qian Nawei quickly recalled in her mind the meeting, acquaintance, acquaintance, and final love with Mi Yun.

Disdain, coldness, impatience, dissatisfaction, embarrassment, shyness, emotion, joy, anticipation, surprise, distress, joy (ài) all the feelings of the past (qíng) converge together, and finally turn into tears, snatching out of Qiannawei's eyes.

She held her face in her hands and tried to block it, but the more she blocked it, the more tears flowed down her fingers.

Finally, she took her hand away and cried loudly.

"Ahhh......h

……

Qian Nawei brought back Mi Yun's body and held a solemn funeral for him, although this funeral was not attended by Mi Yun's immediate family.

The burial of this, empty (yīn) drizzled heavily, like a low cry.

All the teachers and students of Shrek Academy, including Meng Yi, who stayed overnight, attended the funeral, all dressed in black, and silently prayed for Mi Yun after a period of ceremony, praying that the poor boy's soul could ascend to the church.

In the crowd, Otis wept and wept as if it was his own father who died.

On the other side, the Asakin Ling Sakura lowered her head and didn't make any sound.

The two culprits hid in the crowd, not showing a single horse's feet, and no one noticed it.

At the front of the crowd, Qian Nawei covered her mouth with one hand, shrugged her shoulders, and sobbed softly.

……

The funeral ended, and as time passed, everyone in Shrek Academy left, leaving only Qian Nawei to the end.

Eventually, she also left.

Since then, Qian Nawei has been immersed in the grief of Mi Yun's death, she (qíng) is depressed, she can't eat well, and she can't calm down in her cultivation, even if Qian Linjue and Meng who were saved by her still go to comfort her, it will not help.

This (qíng) condition lasted for four until the fifth.

This morning, Dean Flender was in class, and suddenly he seemed to sense something, and ordered the students to wait in place before releasing the martial spirit, and flew directly to the school gate.

In addition to him, the Academy's Immovable Ming King Zao Wou-Ki, as well as Jelly Bean Soul Master Shao Xin and Dragon Stick Soul Master Li Shaobin all released their soul power and rushed outside the school.

On the field, the students looked at each other, completely unaware of what was happening.

School gates.

Dean Flender, with a hooked nose and a sole-faced face, stood at the front of all the teachers, looking nervously at the street ahead.

On the dirt road in front of Shrek Academy, there are several carriages parked, among which the carriage in the middle is the most luxurious and shiny.

Curtains embroidered with gold filigree, a platinum carriage frame carved with delicate patterns, a crown ornament with countless crystal agate pendants, and meticulous Andalusian horses with extremely neat and clean hair.

Everything declares the dignity of the characters inside.

But if it's just a simple Xianglun treasure ride, it obviously can't make Flender and Zao Wou-Ki and others so nervous.

The point of their attention, the point where their eyes converged, was the four people around the luxurious carriage, the four (shēn) people wearing cloaks and riding horses.

The aura of these four people was extremely well-proportioned, and there was no confusion at all, and Flender and the others probed the past with their spiritual power, and when they landed on the four people (shēn), they were like mud cows entering the sea, and there was no news.

This kind of feeling, Flender has only encountered on Hao Douluo (shēn).

Titled Douluo, it is actually four Titled Douluo!

Flender's heart was shocked, and then looking at the people around him and the coachman who was driving the car, the group of more than forty people were all soul masters without exception, and the lowest level was a soul king above level fifty!

What kind of sect forces can dispatch so many masters at one time?

Flender immediately thought of the martial soul (diàn), indeed, on the mainland, except for the martial soul (diàn), no force can make such a big move at one time, and the marks of the four Title Douluo clothes right (xiōng) also indicate their (shēn) share.

So, with so many people escorting a carriage, who is inside? Could it be the Pope?!

Flender's eyes glared hard, and he couldn't think of anyone else except the legendary martial spirit (diàn) Pope.

At the thought of the Pope appearing in front of his academy, Flender sweated profusely behind his back, and he didn't dare to move nervously.

Just as he was pondering these questions, the back door of the carriage opened.

A Soul King-level master quickly came to the back door where the carriage opened, knelt on the ground, and used his back as a ladder.

One of the shēn shadows stepped down from the carriage, stepped down the Soul King's ladder, and stood on the ground.

This is a girl, (shēn) is about the same height as the previous Qianlinjue, about one meter and one, but compared to the arrogant Qianlinjue, she is a little different.

In Flender's impression, no matter whether Qian Linjue is arrogant or has a sunny smile when she treats Linglu, she is full of energy and refreshed.

However, the girl in front of her had drooping eyes, two heavy dark circles around her eyes, she looked like she hadn't woken up, and there were some eye dirt around the corners of her eyes.

Although her face and long blonde hair are relatively clean, her hair is a little messy, and she is obviously often untidy, which is obviously different from Qian Linjue.

The blonde girl glanced around, touched a soul guide bracelet on her left wrist, took out a comic book with unknown contents, and opened it to read.

After the girls who read the comics, two more girls stepped out of the carriage.