As the girl turned to go to the inner sanctum, a black figure came from the east and appeared in her vision.

The man ran wildly all the way, the speed was too fast, the wind and snow fell on both sides, swallowing the mountains and rivers, and opening a wide chasm in the ice and snow.

The girl was sure it couldn't be a student of the Heavenly Oracle Academy or the Royal Academy.

The servants of the Academy Palace are strictly controlled, they will not be so reckless, and they are not capable of making such a big move.

The mage pays attention to etiquette, behaves elegantly, and most of them walk against the wind, without getting dusty, and they will not put down their bodies and run like this.

Looking at the chasm behind the man that led straight to the valley of mist, the girl raised her eyebrows and said to herself, "Could it be him?"

The girl hesitated to avoid it, but at the same time reached out and lifted her cloak, showing the short sheath knife tied around her waist, her fingers on the hilt, feeling the joy of the knife, and standing in place, watching from a distance as the figure of the man gradually became clear in her eyes.

Unkempt and unkempt.

This is the first impression that the visitor gives to the girl.

"Vulgar and vulgar, or uninhibited?"

Based on what she saw, the girl deduced in her heart the character, temperament, and way of life.

The girl's brow furrowed slightly.

Because no matter what type it is, she feels contempt.

She hopes that the opponent who is worthy of drawing her sword is a decent person.

So I decided to avoid it.

So the sword retreated into the inner sanctum, and hid itself in the darkness.

After a few breaths, an unkempt teenager bypassed the high platform, rushed up the long steps, and stopped where the girl had just stood for a long time.

The wind from his long run came to an abrupt halt and dissipated into the snowstorm.

The young man was barefoot, and the clothes on his body were all sewn from animal fur, with short clothes and short sleeves, and he was like a barbarian from a foreign land.

He smeared his face with animal blood and painted it in a tribal totem, with a dzi around his neck, a sword tied to his waist, a book in his right hand, an unknown herb root in his mouth, and a round black hairball in his arms.

If you have to use one word to describe him, these four words are very appropriate.

The contours of the face have not changed much, especially the eyebrows and eyes, which are no different from six years ago.

If you wash your face and fight it, I believe that anyone who has seen him will recognize who he is.

That's right, he is Mu Liu, who has been isolated from the world and practiced in the Misty Valley for six years.

Six years have passed, and he has risen a lot.

The eyes are sharper and can be discerning.

And it is profound, with a dignified light that cannot be forced.

As if aware of this, he looked around and stayed where he was for a moment before entering the inner sanctum.

The hall was silent, empty and solemn.

Only the center of the hall and the few open gates were lit up, and the entire hall was almost overwhelmed by darkness, creating a heavy oppression that would not normally be experienced.

Woodstream strode forward, into the darkness, and a moment later appeared in the candlelight in the center of the hall.

He glanced up at the two ancient mages without any awe in his eyes.

After that, he ascended to the altar from the left side, put the psychic secret book and the hairball in his arms on the side, and put his right hand fingers like a sword, slashing out a sword qi, and drawing a blood mark on his left index finger.

The beads of blood fell on the stone platform and slowly dissolved.

This time, the black monument quickly reacted.

The totem on it bloomed and moved, revealing his name.

Mu Chuan turned to stare at the black monument, holding his breath and waiting for the golden handwriting to follow.

The little furball on the stone platform sensed his nervousness, opened a pair of sleepy-eyed gray eyes, opened its mouth and squeaked, and stretched out a pair of short, thin paws, and moved forward, trying to get closer to the wooden stream.

But its claws were too small to be symmetrical with its round body, and it slipped and fell when it was unstable, and rolled back and forth several times on the slightly higher stone platform at both ends to arouse the attention of the wooden stream.

"It's time for you to lose weight. ”

Mu Liu turned around and held the little furball in his arms.

By this time, the altar had already identified his talent.

The consciousness is at the end, and the mind is unknown.

It's exactly the same as it was six years ago.

"Your uncle!"

Mu Liu scolded at the stone statues of the two ancient mages in a low voice, then grabbed the psychic tome and walked down the altar from the right, disappearing into the darkness.

After half an hour passed, and after confirming that Mu Liu had left the Heavenly Dao Temple, the girl walked out of the darkness and appeared under the altar.

The girl's gaze fell on the fading golden characters on the giant monument, her small mouth was open, her eyebrows were raised, and a pair of beautiful apricot eyes were wide open, which seemed to be more unbelievable than Mu Liu.

She then examined the two stone statues, speculated on their historical prototypes, and saluted them politely.

The girl followed the example of Mu Liu and ascended to the altar from the left side, biting her finger with her teeth in pain, squeezing out a drop of blood and landing on the stone platform.

At this time, the name of Muliu had not completely faded.

The girl held her fingers in her mouth and waited patiently for the change of the totem.

After two breaths, the totem that made up the word Muliu bloomed again, moved up, and twisted into three characters.

The child is silent.

That's the girl's name.

Very rare surnames, very weird names.

After this strange name, there is an earth-shattering set of data.

"Divine Sense...... Seven Tails, Mental Strength ...... Nine stages of the Xuan Rank. ”

From the perspective of talent, this southern girl can crush Feng Buping and Qin Feng, the influential figures of the generation of Dayan Academy, but her name has not appeared on any of the new star lists.

Before long, the light and shadow of the north gate flickered.

The girl named Zi Bu Silent had her head slightly sideways, her eyebrows furrowed, and she saw a figure swaggering out, submerged by the wind and snow, and walking farther and farther.

The girl was stunned.

Maybe it's because the boy can actually escape his own detection.

Or maybe it's because he will find out.

If it's just one of them, it means that this young man has an unknown secret technique and needs to be vigilant.

But it's another thing to have both at the same time.

Zi Buyu realized that this teenager was even more dangerous than he imagined, and he could pose a threat to himself.

The girl restrained her mind and smiled slightly, looking very confident.

After her name was faded, she walked down the altar from the right side and, like Mu Liu, crossed the north gate and left the main hall, because the north gate was facing the cafeteria of Dayan Academy.

And the girl happened to be a little hungry.

......

......

Not long after the meal, there were still many students stranded in the cafeteria packaged as a top inn, most of them were southern guests who had just arrived at the school palace today.

At this time, Mu Liu came barefoot in the wind and snow, pushed open the door and walked into the cafeteria, which surprised many students who were still eating.

The students of the Royal Academy are a bit willful and indulgent, but the aristocratic education they receive makes them pay a lot of attention to appearance.

Not to mention the Great Yan Academy and the Heavenly Oracle Academy.

Because of the appearance of this immoral teenager, students from the north and south have some wrong perceptions of each other.

The students of Dayan Academy mistakenly thought he was from the south and found it incredible.

And the students of the Royal Academy and the Heavenly Oracle Academy felt ridiculous because they saw such a person in the Academy Palace.

There was silence in the cafeteria.