Chapter 857: Nothing in the Forest (2)

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Bang.

The heavy sound of the door closing woke up the sluggish crowd.

More than a dozen elders looked at each other.

"Big brother, this matter ......" The fifth elder looked at the jade slip on the table, and both sides were in a dilemma.

"The tiger has wings, it is no longer a thing in the forest, it is a curse or a blessing, it all depends on Jinyi's own choice." The Great Elder slowly closed his eyes.

"Yes, we all forgot, Jinyi also has a name, called the Evil Emperor, in the future, it will be the world of young people, our old bones, it's time to let go." The Second Elder shook his head and sighed.

Bai Jinyi strode out of the Elder's Pavilion, and the shadow was waiting outside.

"Young master, things are ready." Shadow holds a brocade box in both hands.

"There's something going on in the valley to find me at the academy." Bai Jinyi received the brocade box into the ring and left the Medicine King Valley directly.

……

Early morning.

After a light rain, the air is exceptionally fresh.

Knock knock.

The sound of stumbling footsteps rang out outside the freshman dormitory.

"The people in room 621 come out!"

An angry shout disturbed the students in a dozen or so rooms around him.

Ye Yuxi, who was in the chaotic space, heard the movement outside, slowly opened his eyes, and muttered, "Is it coming so soon?" ”

When Ye Yuxi walked out of the door, there were already a lot of people outside, and most of them came to see the excitement.

Some of the freshmen pointed to the uniformly dressed freshmen at the entrance of the courtyard.

"That costume must be a sophomore."

"Their Tsing Yi seems to be the clothing of Qingyangmen."

Qingyangmen?

Ye Yuxi raised his eyebrows, looking at the menacing group of people, the big man who was beaten by Black Wind Tian yesterday was beside those people, his face was still a little red and swollen, and it seemed that the injury was not yet good.

"Brother Jun, it's them, it's those three people, who robbed my room yesterday and beat me." The big man pointed to the night feather tide and the black wind on the side.

Jiang Jun raised his eyes to look at Ye Yuxi, and when he saw Ye Yuxi's delicate face, he was slightly surprised, a woman with a good temperament can have this temperament, and there must be some background in the family.

"Do you know what the consequences of messing with our Qingyangmen are?" Jiang Jun stared at Ye Yuxi with his eyes.

"You know what happens if you mess with her!"

A dark, rugged voice rang out outside the crowd.

Swish.

People looked behind Jiang Jun and the others.

"Who's that?"

"I don't know, it looks like I'm an old student."

Everyone speculated about the identity of the person who came.

Jiang Jun turned his head suddenly, his pupils contracted slightly, but soon Jiang Jun's expression returned to naturalness: "Hmph, who should I be, it turned out to be Senior Chu, what's the matter, Senior Chu came to look for new students, and plans to rebuild Qianchu Hall?" ”

Poof.

Several second-year students behind Jiang Jun covered their mouths and snickered.

The dissolution of Chu Tianxuan's Qianchutang was also a major event in the academy at that time, after all, Chu Tianxuan was the biggest dark horse of that session, but what made Chu Tianxuan even more famous was the dissolution of Qianchutang the day before, and the next day, Liu Mengying, the fiancée of his childhood sweetheart, turned to the arms of others.

Chu Tianjiao's eyes narrowed and he looked at Jiang Jun in front of him.

When did Jiang Jun dare to play majestic in front of him!

"Believe it or not, I've made you useless and thrown out of here!" Chu Tianjiao's face was gloomy, and he tried to suppress the anger in his heart.

Jiang Jun's face changed, and he didn't dare to continue to be sarcastic, his seventh-order cultivation was against Chu Tianjiao's eighth-order cultivation, and he had no chance of winning, and the reason why he dared to mock Chu Tianjiao was nothing more than relying on the power of Qingyangmen.

Knock knock.

"Who's making trouble!"

Another snort.

Hearing this voice, Jiang Jun's face changed again.