July 17, 112 Aramahir calendar

Early morning.

Ye Qing dragged her tired body out of the Yao Tower, and in the morning light, the blue-haired girl was haggard like a house cat wandering alone for three days and three nights.

The tower is the headquarters of the Student Government Association and the location of a temporary rescue team.

The academy paid considerable attention to the disappearance of the student during the mission, or rather, because Ye Qing used her status as a princess to exert the strongest pressure she could exert on all parties. Therefore, no one dared to neglect this rescue operation about two students.

This beautiful girl who once stood in the Imperial Parliament Hall with a proud face is now paranoid to the point of madness.

She has done everything she can to do it.

A day ago, the Lan Ye royal family sent a group of elite mages belonging to the empire to Ye Ye to investigate and ask for assistance, which was the top magical power in the entire empire except for the academy, but Dean Lin Xi came forward and refused.

The words he gave were: "If you're ready to go into the Otherworld, I don't mind throwing you all in. ”

There are only a handful of powerhouses who can complete the travel of the heterotopic plane and conduct searches, even in the world, because of the Taiwei Heaven Realm, only the pinnacle beings who control the rules can do it.

The crowd tactics are here and are of no use.

There wasn't much to do with the makeshift rescue team, because there was only one person involved in the rescue.

Three Highnesses.

They were responsible for making a list of the potentially surviving planes, and then ticking them off after the Three Highnesses had probed and ruled them out, but oddly enough, when the table was sent to the Council of Elders, every once in a while, the Council of Elders would tick off an additional plane.

Meaning, remind the Third Highness that there is no need to repeat the probe.

But that's all they can do.

A day and a night had passed, but nothing had progressed in the rescue.

In other words, the only progress is the elimination of the seven planes.

The process of exploring the plane is dangerous and unpredictable, the first plane of the Third Highness only used a few breaths, but the second plane consumed more than two hours, in fact, in the past two days and nights, there have been no people who have slept except Ye Qing.

This mysterious vice president of the student council is also one of them.

After Ye Qing walked out of the Yao Tower, she didn't turn around and walk to her sleeping tower, her excuse to Mo Xiaojing was to go back and rest, Mo Xiaojing knew that the girl in front of her would definitely not be able to sleep but she didn't say anything.

Ye Qing naturally couldn't sleep, and she didn't want to sleep.

She went straight north, through the two star-leaf streams that glowed faintly in the morning light, and walked past the leaf tower without looking back, and then walked in front of the towering white tower.

She didn't tell anyone that she would come here.

This is the residence of the Intah, the vast majority of the gurus.

And the one in front of her, the one who lives here.

Thirty-three floors, 100 zhang, 1,000 feet.

Ye Qing did not choose the delicate silver wind ladder, but walked up the spiral staircase, two years ago, Ao Xuehua climbed the Ye Tower alone on the third test, and at this time, Ye Qing also chose to go to the top step by step.

She was tired and tired because she hadn't closed her eyes for a day and two nights.

She was even weaker, because for a day and two nights, she had only drunk a little water, half a slice of the snow cream that Ao Xuehua had handed her.

But because of the person she wanted to meet, she needed to accumulate enough momentum.

What she wants to do, she also needs to accumulate enough momentum.

So she walked step by step.

So when the first sharp and piercing sound came out of the room on the thirty-third floor of the Inta in the early morning, she took it for granted.

"I've seen Her Royal Highness the Ninth Princess." The old man stood there calmly and bowed.

The old man was old, old enough to have a beard and long hair that was so white that there was no trace of variegation.

The old man was thin, so thin that his thick skeleton could be seen under his ordinary, wide linen robe.

This is an old man, although he is old, but still tall, his ice-blue eyes are swollen, and there is a sharp light that is impossible to look at.

Ye Qing stood there, and under her feet was a field of emerald green broken jade.

It's like green leaves scattered all over the place.

Ye Qing walked into this room calmly, Her Royal Highness the weak princess's eyes were cold, she ignored the old man standing there, walked directly to the desk in the room, picked up the precious jade plate that was even the only one in the world, and then slammed it on the ground without a trace of hesitation.

So the jade plate shattered at his feet.

"I'm angry." Ye Qing said coldly. "I've never been so angry."

She sustains her courage and strength with anger and cold, anger is her action, and cold is her language.

She had to do something, and if she didn't, she felt like she would be mad by her despair*.

The old man did not speak, because he was not needed to speak.

"And then there's business." Ye Qing entered the door without saying a word and dropped the most precious jade plate in the old man's room in front of her, and then said the first sentence, and when the old man was silent, she continued to say the second sentence.

"Why did you send him?"

Why send him?

She herself was placed in the big rear, in that place of the so-called front, tempered, trained.

But Ge Sheng was placed in the most dangerous place, standing directly on the edge of the battlefield to capture the star path.

Ye Qing knew that he had made the decision personally, so he chose to come here and ask him this sentence in person.

"Because he's the best fit." The old man was not silent this time, and chose to answer calmly.

His calm was like the great lake behind him, unwavering, as if he were narrating an indisputable fact.

"When I was studying in this academy, Xia was my mentor, and at that time he hadn't perfected the Thousand Tribulations, so I learned the most primitive Thousand Tribulations, and I have been using it until now." The old man continued to speak, but what he said was not related to what Ye Qing asked.

"I'm not a disciple of that saint, although all three saints have taught me something." The old man continued, "Later, I heard that the saint took in a second disciple in an instant, and then he drew the sword of the stars in that city of darkness. ”

"So, I'm a little curious." The old man's tone is very sincere and true, he is such an old man, so old that you will subconsciously think that he will not say anything to deceive you. "I'm curious about how far that disciple will end up, and I'm curious about why that saint chose him."

"But I love it and I'm looking forward to it."

Ye Qing heard the old man say such plain and sincere words, he didn't speak, but calmly picked up the white jade paperweight on the table, and then continued to smash it on the ground.

Her strength was so great that she didn't look like a young woman like this, so when she raised her hand, the paperweight shattered into white jade powder when she waved it, and it hardly needed to grind it to enter the elixir of immortality.

"I don't want to listen to, and I don't like to hear it." Lan Ye's Ninth Princess said coldly.

"So I just want to do something to silence your."

She said this to the old man in front of her, even if she knew that he was the military god of the empire, a unique legend.