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"You, you, you—"

The Ice and Fire Beast stared at Feng Wu deadly, its eyes wide!

It shook its head desperately.

But on the head of the head that lost the horn, the blood was pouring out.

"Poof-" The Ice and Fire Beast spewed out a mouthful of blood, its body convulsed, and finally, it finally convulsed and died.

It doesn't blink an eye.

Those eyes were wide, staring at Feng Wu, and their whole face was distorted.

Off-screen, Fang Ge Lao and Wu Daoren looked at each other again.

Wu Daoren: "Ice elemental? ”

Fang Ge Lao: "Hmm. ”

Wu Daoren: "After childhood, can you still inspire the elements? ”

Fang Ge Lao: "Normally, it's impossible. ”

"But—"

Feng Wu did it.

Just then, there was a sound of footsteps outside!

Fang Ge Lao and Wu Daoren turned the screen at the same time, clicked, and switched the screen to Xuanyuan Yi.

Coming, it was a tall and thin old man, dressed in a clean white robe, with a bit of fairy wind and bones.

As soon as he came in, he greeted the elder of the other pavilion with a smile: "Dean Fang has been here all along?" ”

Here, it is the old man of the Xuanyuan family and one of the members of the seven committees of the Imperial Academy, Xuanyuan Kun.

"Isn't it?" Fang Ge Lao nodded and motioned for Xuanyuan Kun to sit down and watch together.

Xuanyuan Kun saw that it was his grandson on the screen, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter: "You are also observing Jing'er?" ”

Elder Fang Ge nodded: "Xuanyuan Jing is doing well. ”

There was a hint of pride on Xuanyuan Kun's old face that couldn't be concealed, and he was like two people with his immortal wind bones.

He touched the beard on his chin and pretended to be helpless: "What if he performs well, he is not second?" It's a pity, it's a pity. ”

Wu Daoren touched his chin: "That's not necessarily. ”

Xuanyuan Kun was deliberately puzzled: "Oh? ”

Wu Daoren secretly scolded the old fox, deliberately, but he still said on his face: "Although the Imperial Son is now ranked first, his literary test is too poor, so he may not be able to get the first place." ”

Xuanyuan Kun touched his chin and pretended to be contemplative, but there was a bright light in his eyes.

However, on his face, he waved his hand again and again: "Impossible, impossible, impossible, the Imperial Son is a figure who can be compared to His Royal Highness, how is it possible?" My family Jing'er can't surpass it, and it definitely can't be surpassed. ”

Wu Daoren scolded secretly in his heart, knowing that he couldn't surpass it, what nonsense was he talking about?

However, worried that Xuanyuan Kun would shift his attention to Feng Wu, Wu Daoren could only compare Xuanyuan Jing with the Imperial Night.

"Why can't you go beyond it? Anything is possible, and everyone has this possibility until the final result is out. Wu Daoren was a pun.

In fact, compared to Xuanyuan Jing, Wu Daoren saw Feng Wu more.

Elder Fang Ge had already sternly warned him just now, due to special reasons, the matter of Feng Wu's cultivation could not be made public now, and it must be kept strictly confidential.

Wu Daoren looked at Xuanyuan Kun with a smile.

In his heart, the first and second places should have been produced between Feng Wu and Yu Ying Ye, and there was nothing to do with Xuanyuan Jing at all.

However, the old man Xuanyuan obviously entered the play.

"Do you really think that my family Jing'er ...... Chances? ”

"There is a chance, how can there be no chance, there is a big chance." Wu Daoren smiled and pit him.

The old man Xuanyuan waved his hand again and again, pretending to be modest: "You guys, you really will entertain me, but speaking of which, my family's Jing'er is really a good material for practicing martial arts, and the literary examination is also okay, hahahahaha——"

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