"Look, who's this?"

"Such gorgeous clothes are worth thousands of gold coins!"

"Maybe it's the son of a great nobleman?"

", we don't know any of the children of a big nobleman"

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There were people pointing at Yang Long, biting each other's ears and whispering, these students were big and small, or in groups, or alone, but no one tried to come over to talk.

The students who can enter the Royal Academy of Lordaeron are all influenced by the upper-class atmosphere of society since childhood, and they have some eyesight, where will they rush forward, in case Yang Long is the kind of guy who is quite unreasonable and irritable, but it will be boring for himself.

Even if there were a few girls who were fascinated by Yang Long's handsome face, seeing the indifferent attitude of no one beside him, they couldn't muster the courage to get to know each other.

Although he quietly waited for David to come back, Yang Long didn't waste time, he seemed to be looking at somewhere in front of him with his eyes open, but in fact, Yang Long's gaze was unfocused, and his mind calmed down, and he was carrying out the huge project of qi vein repair bit by bit.

After waiting for about ten minutes, a few dozen meters in front of Yang Long, the crowd suddenly stirred. Three or four outstanding-looking girls, surrounded by a tall and beautiful woman with a beautiful face and waist-length armor, walked straight in the direction of Yang Long.

Many boys who had developed male hormones showed admiration, but they didn't dare to approach for some reason, so they formed a five-meter radius of no man's land with a few girls as the center.

The girls have long been accustomed to this kind of scenery, talking and laughing while walking generously, and the various eyes around them make them very proud, only the beautiful woman in the center has an indifferent face, just quietly listening to the other girls.

"Hehe, Sister Bridget, why do you wear this suit of armor all day long?" The girl on the right hand of the tall beauty in the center stretched out her Qianqian Su and pointed to the waist-length armor on her body, and asked with a puzzled face: "This suit of armor is at least more than thirty pounds, right?" Sister, can you bear it?"

"Hah, Alice, do you think my sister is as weak as you?" Another girl who was about thirteen or fourteen years old in leather armor laughed: "Don't say more than thirty pounds, it is estimated that ten pounds can press you down, haha!"

"Hey Laura, you're not much better, what's the use of being able to carry so much weight?" Alice had just entered school for less than half a year, only eleven or twelve years old, and the slightly baby fat doll had a dissatisfied look on her face.

Reflexively retorted before he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly added: "Sister Bridget, I didn't mean you, it's all to blame on this dead Laura!"

"Haha Alice, if you want to blame, you are stupid"

"Hey, Laura, say it again."

"Alright, okay, don't make a fuss. The tall beauty named Brigitte opened her mouth to persuade, her voice crisp and powerful, and her tone was steady: "Alice, Uncle Ethanlien didn't let you go to the Cathedral of the Holy Light in Lordaeron?

"Holy Light Holy Light, Holy Light is Holy Light all day long, it's boring to die" Alice replied impatiently, but when she saw the displeasure on Bridget's face, she spat out the tip of her pink tongue as if she thought of something: "That's actually like this, I think I'm more talented in magic."

"Is that really the case?" Bridget raised a heroic sword eyebrow, she didn't believe the little sister's words at all, but she didn't say much.

"That's how it is, right, Sister Bridget, why did you want to come to the Academy? Are you going to be a warrior? Uncle Abidis won't agree?" Alice's eyes rolled and she immediately diverted the subject.

"Father said that unlike other professionals, the strength of a paladin lies in faith!" Bridget shook her head and explained with a reverent face, "Becoming a warrior will allow me to better sharpen my will, so that I can have a better understanding of the Holy Light in the future, and my father also agreed with my decision!"

"Uh, that sounds like a great look! Sister Bridget, you know that" Alice looked at Bridget's expression as she spoke, inexplicably uncomfortable. But she was playful by nature, she still joked with a smile, and then began to talk about some things in life and fun.

Due to the barrier of the crowd, several girls did not notice that in the distance in front of them, there was a teenager who was standing still. It wasn't until he walked a few meters in front of Yang Long and the surrounding crowd dispersed that he found Yang Long blocking the middle of the road.

The male and female students around them all paid attention to Yang Long's unfamiliar face with a kind of watching the play. In their opinion, it is a very relieving thing for this arrogant teenager to run into a wall in front of several even more arrogant girls.

"Isn't that right, hehe! huh?" Alice was talking and laughing with another girl, when she suddenly found that the front was blocked, and she was immediately a little unhappy when she looked at it, and Yang Long's straight eyes seemed to be staring at herself.

Although when it comes to fighting with her sisters, Alice is delicate, detached and empathetic. But in the face of other outsiders, especially a strange boy, she doesn't have a good face.

For a girl who lives in the upper echelons of society and is always nurtured by her family, gentleness and dignity will only be shown to those she approves, or who are of the same class as her. For people outside of high society, they don't have a good face.

The beautiful encounter between the poor boy and the aristocratic girl is just a fantasy made up by the bard, in reality, the poor boy dares to overstep, and the aristocratic girl can spare the life of the poor boy, which is a rare and valuable quality.

"Hey, boy, what are you looking at?!Haven't you seen a beautiful woman?" As soon as the eldest lady's temper came up, Alice walked up in two steps, and stretched out her hand to push Yang Long away: "Why don't you get out of the way?"

In fact, when several girls walked in front of him, Yang Long had already come back to his senses, although each of the girls was as beautiful as the country, especially the sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl in the center who had fully developed her temperament.

However, this is not very attractive to Yang Long, he is not the kind of fool who has nothing to do, just about to turn around and walk to the side to get out of the way, who knows that Alice's hand has been unceremoniously pushed on his body.

"Hmph. With a cold snort, Yang Long's raised foot was retracted, giving in was not a sign of weakness, since the other party was so scorching, then he would not give the other party any good looks.