Chapter 421: Showdown
What's more, this person is still the Long Aotian deity that Qianqiao has always suspected, and the best way to find out if he is the deity is...
"Yan, this dish is so delicious~"
Qian Qiao casually took a chopstick vegetable into her mouth, chewed it a few times, and then said seemingly casually.
"Well, this one is not bad, you can try it..."
Leng Yan nodded, and suddenly looked up at the other party after sandwiching a piece of tender beef for Qian Qian and putting it in her bowl.
"What did you just call me?"
"Yan..."
Qian Qiao put down her chopsticks, stared at each other seriously with her eyes, and called out the name again.
"Heh, where did you hear that?"
Leng Yan chuckled lightly, and looked back at the other party without hesitation, but he underestimated her.
Although Leng Yan never deliberately concealed his identity, in this magic academy, except for the few people who followed him at the beginning, neither the teachers nor the students recruited later noticed his identity.
"I think the name Yan is here, and everyone should know it~"
Mr. Leng did not deny it, but asked himself where he heard it, and Qian Qian guessed that this person may not have thought of hiding his identity from the beginning, at least for her.
"Knowing too much won't do you any good!"
Leng Yan put away his smile and said sharply after putting down his chopsticks.
To be honest, he is very conflicted in his heart now, on the one hand, he wants Qianqiao to know him, and on the other hand, he doesn't want her to know too much.
The culprit who caused the destruction of the Leng family more than 400 years ago has not yet been found, and if she is in danger because Qianqiao has too much contact with him, he dare not guarantee that he will be able to rush to the scene as soon as possible.
"Then it depends on whether the pros outweigh the disadvantages, or the disincentives outweigh the pros..."
Instead of flinching from the other party's sharp warning, Qian Qiao showed a confident smile.
Now that Mr. Leng has admitted his identity, the next words are much easier to say.
"Tell me about it..."
Qian Qiao's voice interrupted Leng Yan's thoughts.
Looking at the confident girl in front of her, Leng Yan raised her eyebrows slightly, and raised her head slightly to signal her to continue.
His hint was obvious enough, and it was impossible for Qianqiao's intelligence not to think of the pros and cons.
Leng Yan guessed that she might need to help herself, and that help might have something to do with what was written on her application.
"Do you know that the ascension passage between the two worlds of humans and spirits has been sealed?"
Qian Qiao hooked her lips and smiled, and said slowly.
"There has been speculation about this..."
What Qian Qiao said was expected by Leng Yan, so he wasn't too surprised.
The revelation he received when he was promoted to the early stage of his transformation more than six hundred years ago gave him a bold guess.
In order to confirm the speculation in his heart, it only took him a hundred years to advance from the early stage of the god transformation to the late stage of the god transformation, and it was at that time that he vaguely felt a trace of disobedience.
And when he looked for this disobedience and wanted to investigate, the disobedience disappeared again, and Leng Yan deduced that if he wanted to find out the truth, he still needed to wait for another person.
"I think you know who I am..."
Qian Qian believed that the person in front of her must be the one who knew her true identity best besides herself, after all, he had even seen her predecessor.
"Well, you and I are from the same world, but I came earlier than you..."
Looking at the girl talking in front of him, Leng Yan knew that she was the other person he had been waiting for for hundreds of years.