On the street, a horse-drawn carriage is speeding briskly.

After leaving the city gate, Murong Ziyue snorted softly, and the horse stopped.

"Hey, Ziyue (sister) is doing well."

As soon as the carriage stopped, Xin Lin and Xiao Xin Zhuo poked their heads out and looked at Murong Ziyue with admiration.

When Murong Ziyue saw the two of them, she smiled and broke the frost on her face.

She motioned for the two of them to sit down and continue to drive the carriage on.

Qingtian Academy was built just outside Zixiao City, and they were making a fuss on the street, and they had to rush over as soon as possible.

"You are so bold that even the people of Xuantian Sect dare to offend."

Murong Ziyue smiled and glanced at Xin Lin.

Sikong Ran is indeed the number one person, not only because of his performance at the Yingyan Conference, but also because of his words and deeds.

A person is not terrible to be gifted.

The scary thing is that in addition to talent, there is also the city.

Sikong Ran, no doubt has both.

That stupid woman called Bai You thought she had found a wishful man, but in fact, how could a character like Sikong Ran be satisfied with a small Xuantian Sect.

"Ziyue, you misunderstood me, the carriage walked well on the road, if it weren't for Sikong Ran's great charm, we wouldn't be stuck in the middle of the road."

Xin Lin said disapprovingly.

"You had a holiday with Sikong Ran?"

Murong Ziyue glanced at Xin Lin.

She and Xin Lin haven't known each other for a long time, but they have some understanding of Xin Lin's character.

Xin Lin is not very old, but she is very cautious in doing things, which can be seen from her performance in the Zixiao Hall exam earlier.

"Tearing up the marriage contract, deceiving my heirlooms, killing my mother with anger, and selling me into the Qinglou, if these are considered festivals, then they can be regarded as yes."

Xin Lin said lightly.

The carriage bumped slightly, and Murong Ziyue looked back at Xin Lin, how could she look at it with a little disdain.

"You used to be stupid."

Murong Ziyue glanced at Xin Lin with a suspicious gaze.

"Forehead ......"

Xin Lin was speechless.

"If it were me, I would have slashed him with one sword, and then slashed the woman."

Murong Ziyue's next sentence made Xin Lin snort and laugh.

This style of doing things is really very Murong Ziyue!

revealed his heartfelt feelings, which made the relationship between the two women invisibly closer.

The carriage traveled for about a quarter of an hour, and then saw that the official road came to the end, and at the end of the official road, it was a valley, in the valley, there were ravines and ravines, there were small bridges and flowing water, there were quiet woods, and there were pavilions and pavilions with glazed jade tiles.

Today is the admission day of DynaSky Academy, and this year's new students must arrive by the evening.

At the entrance of the college, there were already a lot of carriages and horses parked.

In addition to the students who were directly enrolled in the palace examination such as Xin Lin, Murong Ziyue, and Xiao Xin Zhuo, Qingtian Academy also enrolled about 100 new students this year.

Most of these freshmen are also Xuanwu people from all over Longteng, they are either talented or have excellent family backgrounds, and once they enter the Qingtian Academy, it is a new life course for them.

As soon as many freshmen arrived, they were shocked by the posture in front of them.

As soon as noon passed, there were already many supervisors and old students waiting outside the Academy.

Of course, these people are not here to greet Xin Lin and the others.

They were waiting here for Long Qingchen, Sikong Ran and the others.

So when the inconspicuous carriage of Xin Lin and Murong Ziyue stopped, no one noticed them at all.