With Shang Qu's intervention, the two figures instantly disappeared with Qing Jian, who suddenly appeared.

As soon as the two left, Wang Lingyun, who was originally inconspicuous, suddenly became abrupt, this student of Bailu Academy actually held a very special position in the Holy Tribunal, otherwise he would not be able to work on the seemingly not simple task of a bald man, not to mention that in the eyes of a few students with extraordinary family backgrounds or extremely extensive knowledge, the title of "Bloody Earl" is not just a legend.

However, Wang Lingyun himself belongs to the first-class nobles of the empire, and he is covered with a veil of mystery of the Holy Inquisition, although the students of the academy are extremely disdainful of Wang Lingyun's backward behavior, but they have not spoken out in the end, if this is remembered, no matter which identity it is, it is enough to drink a pot of their own!

Wang Lingyun frowned, looking at Fang Zhuo and Lin Qianyu, who had been thrown into the academy, there must be no way to verify their ideas now. Tie Tou looked at the two figures on Qing Jian, turned around and left!

As for Shang Qu, after sending the two extremely prominent juniors to Qing Jian, he left so heartlessly, but he took Fang Zhuo with him before leaving.

Then, above the green Jane, it was like a thunderbolt, the blood was filled, the tornado swayed, and the light flashed over the entire Beiliang City.

But fortunately, the prohibition on the Qing Jian, all the power of the sigil and the bloody killing power are limited to the Qing Jian, and no one can be observed, and no one will be harmed.

About a quarter of an hour later, I saw the high-spirited Huang Tingjian appear in front of the academy in a dashing manner, but he only saw Lin Qianyu, as well as the other Li Yu and Cao Mo, Huang Tingjian had a little impression of the other two. Turning his head to look, there was no shadow of Fang Zhuo, and then he said, "Where is Fang Zhuo's kid?"

Lin Qianyu pointed in the direction of Yuelu Mountain and said, "The dean has taken it away!"

Huang Tingjian's mouth opened, and then he muttered, but no one heard it!

"Congratulations to Mr. Xi, return victorious!" Before Huang Tingjian could raise his head, he heard the neat language of the students around him.

"Are you all idle, go back to class!" Huang Tingjian was depressed, raised his head and pointed at the students around him, and opened his mouth to drink, causing a burst of laughter, and then the students disappeared.

As the only student who is resident in the college, Huang Tingjian has the most guidance for this class of students, and naturally he is also the most respected by the students, even if they yearn for the most, it may still be the other three!

With a laugh and scolding, Huang Tingjian took Lin Qianyu to Yuelu Mountain.

Since Fang Zhuo was taken away by the dean, he had to hurry up and come back, otherwise he might be abducted, this old man has a precedent.

It's just that when Huang Tingjian stood on the top of Yuelu Mountain, he decided to wait, not that Huang Tingjian had any other ideas, but that the scene in front of him was too strange!

In front of the pavilion, Shang Qu and Bailu Shenjun stood together, both cautiously looking at Fang Zhuo who was holding the long sword.

The long sword has always been alone on the top of Yuelu Mountain, and in the memories of Pei Xingjian, Huang Tingjian and other students who were fortunate enough to go to the top of Yuelu Mountain, this sword has always grown here.

Waiting left and right, Fang Zhuo finally opened his eyes, and then looked at Shang Qu and the White Deer Divine Monarch's expectant eyes, and shook his head.

Shang Qu smiled, and then said, "It's okay!"

But Huang Tingjian, who was familiar with the old man, could see an extremely rare expression of disappointment, which flashed away from the depths of the old man's eyes!

It's just that in this world, what is there that can make the old man in front of him and the famous White Deer Divine Monarch turn to a student who is only a fourth-level cultivator?

Seeing Huang Tingjian on the side, the old man waved his hand and motioned for Huang Tingjian to take Fang Zhuo back!

As for the results of Huang Tingjian and the bloody Earl Yao Zhijing, do you still need to ask? Originally, Shang Qu found an excuse to let Huang Tingjian teach that little bald head with a nose in the sky a good lesson! Do you really think that Huang Tingjian's "almost invincible under the gods" is self-boasting?

Since the old man didn't want to say it, Huang Tingjian didn't ask anymore, and the old man bowed to the White Deer Divine Monarch, and then turned around and went down the mountain.

This turmoil, which began in darkness, seems to be over.

The right-hand son-in-law who seems to have "accidentally" stood in the wrong position is still in the academy, still showing off his might and stupidity!

One week after the end of the half-year test.

In the east city of Beiliang City, a tall tower towers into the clouds, the tower body is splendid, the more up, the more slender!

In front of the tower, there stands a huge statue more than ten feet high, the statue folds its hands on each other, each making a complex gesture, as if to sprinkle the light on the gesture to the people of the earth.

At this moment, in front of the huge statue, there was a black shadow, looking up at the statue in front of him quietly, a sarcastic smile flashed in his eyes, not far behind him, the bloody marquis Yao Zhijing, who appeared outside the White Deer Academy, seemed to be standing in the void, almost difficult for people to see!

"I really didn't expect that the Dinghai Divine Needle that can work in our northwest province is here!" A sound that sounded like bathing the Force appeared behind him, followed by an old figure who slowly walked out, dressed in a white robe, tied to a red robe, walking like a light under his feet at any time.

"Don't talk nonsense, our Dinghai Divine Needle in the northwest has always been the one in the northwest camp and the one on the top of Yuelu Mountain in Bailu Academy. Like me, at most, do some work like beating rats, and you can't see the light!" the black figure turned his head and looked at the old figure walking slowly and said.

"Montford, if you were just a rat, then Fort Livenott would be empty, not full of sinful people in need of forgiveness, as it is today!" the old figure burst out laughing in an elegant tone.

The powerful inquisitor, who was in the northwest and had always been known in the Holy Inquisition, turned his head to look at it, and then said, "McClain, Fort Livenott is not just imprisoning the untamed in the dark!"

Looking at the inexplicable glint in the eyes of the iron-blooded referee, the archbishop of the Northwest Diocese smiled, and then said, "I didn't come here today specifically to discuss this issue, right?"

Montford nodded, and then motioned to Yao Zhijing, who had been following quietly behind him.

It seemed that the bloody marquis who had just appeared in the field at this moment spoke directly to the old man in front of him, who seemed to be weak, and said: "In the next period of time, there should be no noisy sound in Beiliang City, and we are ready to solve the trouble of Wushan Mine!"

Hearing this, the old man's eyes instantly narrowed into a slit, as thin as a knife blade!