Sure enough, Hua Yueming's heart slowly calmed down, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.

And Fengyang's pale face also had a flush, and was almost drowned out by a huge joy.

Grand Master! The old man has broken through the Great Grandmaster!

Feng Yang was almost about to jump up directly from the ground, there were only many great masters known in the entire Huaxia, and now his grandfather Feng Luochen was one of them, now it was up to him who else in the academy dared to provoke him.

Thinking of this, Feng Yang's face suddenly fell again, because he remembered what his grandfather said before, what the old man said, there was never much room for turning around.

Hua Yueming was not as excited as Fengyang, her brows furrowed slightly, and she looked at the teacher who took a sip of tea with a smug face. Slowly asked, "Teacher, are you about to ......?"

Feng Luochen glanced at Hua Yueming appreciatively, or this kid reacted quickly, the old man smashed the tea in his mouth, and then swallowed it into his stomach, stroked the gray goat's beard on his chin left and right, and nodded with a smile: "That's right, it should be time to hand over the formalities in the next few days, and I should go to Mobei in a few days." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he glanced at Feng Yang, who was like a mourner, and Hua Yueming, who was worried, smiled and continued: "It's not a big deal, the battle situation over there is stable for the time being, and I just pressed the formation in the past." After this battle, the situation in Mobei will be much better. But ......"

Feng Luochen's face was gloomy, "After all, that old scorpion is still there, and we can only defend passively, because we don't know if that thing will move, and if we make a move, there are few who can block that thing's attack." It's a pity that the old guy hasn't made a move, otherwise he can definitely take this opportunity to eradicate that thing completely! ”

Speaking of which, Feng Luochen waved his sleeves hatefully.

Hua Yueming didn't answer the question, he naturally knew what happened before, but there was no way, Senior Lin was unwilling to make a move, so there were few people in the world who could force him to come forward.

Thinking of this, Hua Yueming thought of the white-clothed young man who was now missing, and couldn't help but sigh again.

Feng Luochen glanced at him and didn't speak, how could he not think of what Hua Yueming thought of, after all, Chen Han did give him an amazing feeling at that time, such a genius, if he didn't die young, it might not be impossible to reach the level of Lin Qinglan's old guy in the future.

It's a pity that the old thing didn't have a good time when he was young, so he thought about making others unhappy, first his own son, and then this kid.

I don't know how that stinky kid is doing now.

The atmosphere suddenly fell into silence, Feng Yang, who had already stood up, looked at Hua Yueming, and then at his grandfather, I don't know why these two people stopped talking all of a sudden, "Uh......"

He was about to speak, but was interrupted by a hurried voice.

Hua Yueming frowned and looked at his terminal, the voice came from here, and subconsciously glanced at the teacher, Feng Luochen waved his hand, and also woke up from his memory, picked up the teapot on the table, and added a new cup of tea.

After getting permission, Hua Yueming trotted to the side and clicked on the personal terminal communication.

What caught his eye was an unfamiliar number, Hua Yueming didn't have any surprise, as one of the senior figures in Qingsong Academy, his communication number was not a secret, although there were very few people who had nothing to harass him, but there were also many people who were in a hurry.

clicked on the communication, and what caught his eye was an unfamiliar face, Hua Yueming raised his eyebrows, did not speak, and waited for the other party to speak.

Shen Feng calmed down his nervous mood, after all, the person in front of him was famous for his proud stinky temper and the habit of doing things at every turn, and he could be said to be a person who was quite difficult to contact.

Looking at Hua Yueming, who was expressionless on the screen, Shen Feng still decided to believe the young man in white who was indifferent, but had a convincing bearing.

"Hello Brother Hua, I'm Shen Feng from the first class of the sword department in the fourth year!"

"Oh?" Hua Yueming answered, and then waited for the following.

Because the number of martial arts in Qingsongmen is the largest among all sects, it is correspondingly divided into many factions, and Shen Feng is the sword department, and Hua Yueming is also the sword department, in fact, the people in the sword department are indeed the largest number of students among the more than ten departments.

Shen Feng gritted his teeth, looked at Hua Yueming on the display screen with burning eyes and asked, "Brother Hua, do you know someone named Chen Han?" ”

As soon as this sentence came out, not only Hua Yueming was stunned for a moment, but even Feng Luochen, who was drinking tea not far away, was stunned for a moment, and then the old man Feng, who didn't know what he was thinking, suddenly set his eyes here.

After a while, Hua Yueming reacted, and glanced at the black-clothed young man in front of him with some surprise, he was about the same age as himself, and the badge on his chest was indeed from Qingsongmen, but how could he know that Chen Han was a person?

Hua Yueming coughed lightly, eased the embarrassing atmosphere just now, and asked tentatively, "Which Chen Han are you talking about?" ”

"There's a door." Shen Feng was overjoyed, but his face did not show anything. Carefully observing Hua Yueming, and finding that he didn't look like a fake, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said with some flattery: "When I was in the wilderness before, I met a young man named Chen Han. ”

Speaking of this, I was afraid that Hua Yueming would misunderstand, so I hurriedly explained: "It was during the previous summer vacation, I was Shen Huaren, because the summer vacation college sent me a new junior from the same school to go to the wilderness to experience first, and we were the young man named Chen Han who met at that time. He was dressed in white and carried several long swords behind him. ”

Hua Yueming's pupils shrank suddenly, and she subconsciously looked at her teacher's side, Feng Luochen obviously heard the conversation here, put down the teacup that had become a little cold, stood up and walked towards this side.

Seeing that Hua Yueming didn't speak for a long time, Shen Feng was worried in his heart, but he didn't wait for a while, Hua Yueming in the display screen respectfully saluted to the side, Shen Feng didn't react to what was going on, but in the next second, a familiar face appeared in his not too big display screen.

Gray hair tied up at the back of his head, his trademark off-white goatee, and a wrinkled old face.

Shen Feng's breath was held all of a sudden, and he couldn't even come back to his senses for a while. Of course, he was familiar with this face, not to mention that when he entered the school four years ago, the vice dean in charge of their sword department was the person in front of him, and the huge photo hanging in the back of the school lobby was even more obvious, how could Shen Feng, as an old student who had been in Qingsong Academy for four years, not know who this person was.

"How is this possible, doesn't it mean that Dean Feng has already retreated to impact the Great Grandmaster, how can it appear here, is it ......" Thinking of a possibility, Shen Feng's heart beat faster.

(End of chapter)