At this moment, Nan knew how miserable he was trapped.

Is there a difference between looking for someone like this and finding a blue spirit flower?

No, it should be said that the Blue Spirit Flower is easier to find.

This person......

I knew it was a man, and then I knew the name, and I didn't know anything else.

Not to mention that there are people with the same name and surname in this world, even if you are lucky enough to find it, what if it is not the one that Fu Ling wants?

it!

It's going crazy!

Bei Miao, who was sitting on the side, looked at Nan's increasingly gloomy expression and said, "Just do your best, let the rest be natural." ”

He inquired for five years, and Fu Ling was also helping to find it, but there was still no clue at all, and he didn't know what else to do if he didn't go with the flow?

Nan heard Bei Miao speak, and turned his head to look at him: "Listen to what you mean, the person Fu Ling is looking for has something to do with you?" ”

"Hmm......" Bei Miao replied softly.

"Bei Miao, ...... of the West Ancestral Hall" Nan frowned: "Who is he?" ”

Who?

Bei Miao couldn't say it.

Close relatives?

Naturally not, the West Temple was the person he saved back then.

Friend?

At that time, he was only ten years old, but Xici was an adult, so he shouldn't have regarded him as a friend.

It's not a relative, it's not a friend, there's really no way to answer.

"Brother...... Bei Miao hesitated for a moment, looked at Nan Dao: "He is my brother, not a relative, don't ask about the rest." ”

Xici said that when he was done, he would bring him back to him, and then he could take him home and be his younger brother, so that he would not be alone......

It's a pity that he hasn't come back since he left five years ago.

Bei Miao lowered her eyes, the sadness in her eyes, quietly looked at the falling snowflakes, and didn't say anything more.

"That's it." Fu Ling looked at Nan and said casually: "Although you are doing your best, I hope you don't do your best without doing anything." ”

When Nan heard this, his face was a little better than before: "Don't worry, I won't say I tried my best without trying my best like you said, I promised you, and I will naturally try my best to find it." ”

"Okay." After Fu Ling finished speaking, he took a sip of tea, then remembered another thing, looked at Nan and smiled: "Are your things ready?" ”

"I'm bound to win first place." Fu Ling said: "I hope you get your things ready soon." ”

When Nan heard this, her originally better face became even worse.

I thought that with the cultivation of the second-level spirit general of Fu Ling, he would win Shen Huaisang at most, and it would be impossible to get the first place, but I didn't expect that Fu Ling actually entered the top five, and it was possible to get the first place.

It's too pit!

Even if you skip the level battle, why can you win so many levels at a big stage?

Nan's current understanding of the Whisk Spirit, even if he wanted to break his head, would not have thought that the Whisk Spirit was a god.

The next day, College Square was filled early in the morning.

Even the students of the academy took a day off to watch the next competition.

Three lots, one of which has a bye, and the other two are battle lots.

Of the three people who drew lots, Whirling didn't draw the one with a bye.

The one with a bye can go straight into the top three.

After Fu Ling gets the lottery, the teacher arranges the opponent.

Five people, one of the byes is a person from the Nanyang Empire.

There are four people left, one from the Nanyang Empire, and two from the North Empire.

The opponent of the Nanyang Empire is the person of the Northern Empire.

The opponents of the Whirling are also people from the Northern Empire.

Although the Whisk was not lucky enough to draw a bye, it did not have to be burned by the fire. 2k reading web