The dean looked at Leng Nian's oppressive gaze, and there was a pain in his heart, why is he so cheap, let you say, let you say, now it's okay, fifty has directly shrunk to eight.

Forget it, let's look at the point, there are still eight, there are still eight, and there is not one.

The dean could only comfort himself like this.

After going out, the dean's expression was tragic, which directly frightened those students and surrounded them one after another.

"Dean, Mentor Nalan has had an accident again?"

"Dean, has the mentor's injury worsened?"

"Dean, what's going on with Mentor Nalan?"

"Dean..."

"Shut up!" The dean glared at these people, so angry that his beard trembled.

He felt that he must have had an accident before Nalan Nian.

The men swallowed all the questions they wanted to ask, and obediently shut up.

looked good, but he was worried about Leng Nian's situation in his heart, and wondered if the dean was in a bad mood because Leng Nian's injury was too serious.

"He's fine." It's me who has something.

The Dean meditated.

"Are you really okay?"

"It's okay to say it's okay, what did I lie to you, it's okay, it's okay, hurry up, look at me upset, he still has to meditate and cultivate."

This sentence is right, no one else has any objection to this reason, Leng Nian really needs a quiet environment to recuperate, and the group of people quickly dispersed.

In the end, eight people remained.

"Why aren't you eight leaving?"

"Dean, is he really okay, mentor?"

The dean was really angry, and his face was displeased, as if he wanted to let out the anger he was suffering from Leng Nian.

Who knew that these eight people saw that the dean was about to explode, but they were still indifferent.

The dean was slightly stunned, that anger somehow disappeared, and his voice was much softer, "Okay, he's really fine, he wants to rest, and you can go in and see him after a while." ”

This sentence really worked, and the eight of them didn't stay long and dispersed.

Behind them, the dean touched his beard for a while, thinking about something.

Eight people?

Did he accidentally find something?

If it's really these eight, it's not bad, looking at the cultivation and talent are very good, and this character is even better.

The dean has lived for so many years, just like a personal essence, and it only takes a glance to see that these eight people are sincere.

He walked slowly with his beard brushed, and paced back to the study as he thought, and there were still people waiting for him in the study, and the old man would not give him a good look if he didn't go.

Leng Nian also noticed the movement outside the door in the room, and she was not worried, she knew that the dean would help her deal with it, and she just wanted to sleep now.

She lost too much blood, her head was a little dizzy, she had wanted to sleep for a long time, and she had to deal with the dean just now to cheer up, and now she could sleep well.

The injury was on her back, and she could only lie on her stomach, which was somewhat uncomfortable, so she didn't sleep well.

She woke up in the evening, well, hungry.

She had just woken up, her mind was still confused, and she blinked in a daze.

There's someone outside the door, well, alone... Not... Ah Jiu?!

Leng Nian's sleepiness instantly decreased a lot, and he hurriedly sent a message to Ah Jiu to let her in.

After Ah Jiu came in, he stood motionless by her bed with her head down, and Leng Nian's heart suddenly tightened, it was she who was wrong and made her worry for so long.

Suddenly, a crisp and faint voice came into Leng Nian's ears, 'pop'.

It was Ah Jiu's tears that splashed on the ground.

Once there is a beginning, it seems that it can't be stopped, and Ah Jiu's tears keep falling like beads of broken threads.

Leng Nian was a little at a loss.