Spring goes to spring and back, several degrees of cold and heat pass in a hurry, and in a blink of an eye, it is six spring and autumn.

The scenery of the school palace changes in the four seasons, wind, frost, rain and snow, and flowers bloom and fall.

Every year, people leave the palace, and the vast majority of them leave permanently, never to return.

At the same time, new students fly to the island every year.

Liancheng Changhuan and Luo Yusheng left the island in the spring of the second year.

The day before leaving, the two of them went to Liuyun Xiaozhu, wanting to say goodbye to Muliu through Si Mingqinzhen.

As for whether they contacted Muliu or not, no one knows.

I only know that after coming out of Liuyun Xiaozhu, Liancheng Changhuan's mood is worse than before he went.

In the autumn of that year, the town of Maple Grove was full of red, and the school palace welcomed a new batch of students, less than twenty in total.

One of them lived in Liuyun Kozuki.

The practice of spells is too much, and the emphasis is on going with the flow and not forcing it.

The schoolwork is not heavy, and as long as you complete the tasks assigned by Mr. Teach on time, you can free up a lot of time.

The library next to Yunhai Square is the library with the largest and most comprehensive collection of books in the human race, and it is also the most frequent place for students to go after class.

Chu Hanjiang hated not being able to live in it, if the administrator allowed it.

In the past six years, his cleanliness habit has increased year by year, everything must be done meticulously to feel at ease, abide by the rules, strict self-discipline, and even the distance taken by one step when walking is fixed at fourteen inches, impartial.

His various paranoia made Changkong Yunqi feel entangled, and he was not very happy to live with him.

Thanks to the family's bloodline, Changkong Yunqi has always been a cut taller than his peers, and Feng Buping is half a head lower than him.

Seventeen-year-old Changkong Yunqi is still shy and silent, a little muna, but he will not blush at every turn like he did back then.

Today, he is the most present figure in the academy.

The appearance is dignified, the jade tree is in the wind, and a random stop can achieve a scenery. And the heart is simple, gentle and generous, and has won the admiration of many little sisters.

If Mu Liu sees him, I don't know if he can recognize him.

And Qin Feng is still so maverick, alone, and rarely speaks to others.

Feng Buping still doesn't look at each other with him, and the two often make appointments to fight, fighting when they don't agree, and almost every time they lose both.

In order to heal the injuries of the two of them, Mu Chen inadvertently comprehended the Holy Light Healing Technique of the Prayer Department, and the detoxification and treatment of external injuries were more effective than ordinary powerful medicines.

Over the years, she often went to Liuyun Xiaozhu with Meng Jiang, as well as Changkong Yunqi and others to visit Si Mingqin Zhen and inquire about Mu Liu's current situation.

As a lord, the Sky Swallowing Beast dominates the thousands of soul beasts in the Misty Valley under the control of the Academy Palace, and is majestic and mighty, maintaining the stability of that small world.

Back then, Si Mingqin really seriously injured the Heaven Devouring Beast and extinguished its majesty, and many soul beasts ran away uncontrollably, revealing their ferocious nature and breaking the tranquility of the Misty Valley. Moreover, that battle shook the formation enchantment of the Misty Valley, forming a chain reaction, inducing a series of extreme catastrophes that lasted for several years, and ordinary high-ranking mages might not be able to survive in that dangerous environment.

However, the school palace put the valley of misty on hold and let it go, with no intention of remedy.

After the wood flowed in, the Misty Valley was even more confined.

The Council of Elders claims to be in order to prevent soul beasts from escaping.

From then on, except for big people of the level of the five old stars, no one could know what was going on inside.

So in the past six years, there are few people who can keep in touch with Mu Liu, except for Si Mingqin Zhen.

"Will he forget about us?"

In the past six years, Meng Jiang said this sentence to Mu Chen and Changkong Yunqi more than once.

As soon as these words came out, no matter how good the atmosphere was, it would drop to freezing, just as cold as the weather at the moment.

As soon as the three of them left Liuyun Xiaozhu, snowflakes fell in the sky.

"I remember that Muliu seems to have gone to the Valley of the Lost Lost when it snowed that year. ”

Sky Yunqi said, he wanted to cast a spell to block the snow for the two girls in front of him, but then he thought that this was the first snow of the year, and it shouldn't destroy some kind of beauty, so he gave up.

"No, he walked the day before it snowed. ”

It was Mu Chen who spoke, and her tone was full of sadness.

Time has changed more significantly to girls than teenagers, seventeen-year-old eyebrows and eyes have grown, it is the flowering season, one by one slim, graceful, Mu Chen perfectly interprets the meaning of Chu Chu moving.

She reached out of her cloak draped over her shoulders, letting the snowflakes fall into her palms.

The three of them walked in the snow for more than half an hour, passed by Yunhai Square, and walked into the library.

At this time, a snowball had already condensed in Mu Chen's hand, and she held it very tightly.

They found Chu Hanjiang under the cold window on the sixth floor.

Mu Chen didn't say a word, and threw the snowball in his face.

"Why?" Chu Hanjiang asked.

"Angry. ”

Mu Chen was really angry, not only Meng Jiang, but also Changkong Yunqi felt it.

Chu Hanjiang stood up and gave up his place for Mu Chen to sit down.

"The missions from the Royal Academy and the Heavenly Oracle Academy have arrived in Xueman, and they will go to the island tomorrow. Meng Jiang informed Chu Hanjiang, who was immersed in the sea of books, of the news.

Chu Hanjiang was stunned for a moment, then secretly glanced at Mu Chen, and asked faintly, "What does this matter have to do with me?"

As soon as the words fell, he took Mu Chen's foot.

Changkong Yunqi said: "Lord Dean wants you to participate in the Qionghua banquet by name, you can prepare it." ”

"Can I refuse?"

Mu Chen made a gesture to kick again.

Chu Hanjiang hurriedly agreed, then put down the book and left the library with them.

At this time, the snowy city dozens of miles away from Jinghu Lake had already been covered with heavy snow two days earlier.

The Mo River has not yet been sealed, but the sail shadow is sparse.

If you have good enough eyesight, you can almost count the ships passing by.

The wide, misty streets were deserted, and there were few pedestrians to be seen, except for the guards on duty, and even beggars were reluctant to come out and show their faces.

The civilians who led the car to sell pulp closed the doors and windows, stayed in their houses to warm up, hoping that the weather would improve as soon as possible, while calculating how much they had earned from their hard work this year.

In such weather, the business of the teahouse tavern ushered in the golden period of the year, if there are opera troupes that go to the rivers and lakes to perform on the stage, they can also attract more peddlers and pawns, as well as some young people who are new to the snow.

They came from the Royal Academy, the highest institution of learning in the imperial capital, and before that, most of them had only heard of snow in books, but they had never seen it.

The wind and snow in the north fascinated these young people, so they sneaked out of the hall and walked through the streets and alleys with the sake priest and the accompanying teacher on their backs.

The monastery in the south of the city has also come to the monastery these days.

Unlike the elite of the Royal Academy, they have not come out since they entered the monastery.

These students from the Holy City's Heavenly Oracle Academy, adhering to the teachings, can abide by the rules and precepts and practice quietly even if no one is urging them.

In the evening, a young girl finished her homework and walked outside the hall following the incense, and saw a few plum blossoms blooming alone in the corner of the wall.

This girl is about thirteen or fourteen years old, like a cardamom budding to be released.

Her delicate and beautiful face was still so clear in the dim skylight, and under the swaying of the lights, she could still see the childishness on her face. The eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, the eyes reflecting the lights are bright like stars, clear and bright, and the shallow smile hanging on the corners of the lips reveals a sense of pride.

She was a few years younger than the men who passed by, and the sacrificial garment she wore was a little too wide for her, and she had to carry it by hand when she walked, or else she could easily stain the hem of her skirt or step on it herself.

The girl was a little upset about this.

But a few plum blossoms in the corner of the wall soon made her forget about the sacrificial clothes.

She stood under the eaves outside the hall, calmly looking at the plum blossoms, not knowing what she was thinking.