Since the two came out of Longcheng and the two were called brother and sister, Nangong rarely called Liang Zi by name or surname. In this situation right now, Liang Zi, who has a lot of nerves, can feel it: Nangong is very angry, and the consequences are very strict.

Liang Zi pushed his favorite juice to the other end of the long table that he couldn't reach, and sat down seriously.

It's just that the pair of beautiful eyes still can't stop floating over there after all, and their expressions are playful and cute.

Nangong frowned, knocked the hard solid wood long table with dissatisfaction, faked coughing twice, and said, "Classmate Liang Zi, please be strict!

"Yes, sir!"

Liang Zi responded obediently, bowing his hands solemnly, concentrating calmly, like a well-behaved student, I am afraid he had never been so serious when he was studying in Dragon City before.

"I'll ask you ......"

Mr. Nangong, who was very satisfied, bowed his head slightly, paced a few steps with his hands behind his back, and asked, "I fight a city with one person, who taught you such bold words?"

"Back to Mr.'s words, the students are strictly following Mr.'s instructions, and they don't dare to forget it for a moment!" Liang Zixu replied with a pretentious sentence. This well-behaved student looks like he has learned a lot.

"There is such a thing?" Mr. Nangong Shu was taken aback.

"Sir, have you forgotten? Last night, you said ......"

As the good student Liang Zi spoke, Nangong suddenly remembered what he had said before he got drunk last night.

"Adventurer's Guild...... We're not going...... Tomorrow...... Someone will definitely come to the door tomorrow to challenge, you give me a hard beating, you don't have to keep your hands. Then tell them, and we'll wait in this Luna inn...... Wait for them to come to the door to challenge ......"

"If they want to fight, we will fight with them...... One White Tiger Academy is not enough, and neither are the four major academies...... We...... We're going to challenge the whole city!"

"I'm going to ...... I want the 72 Academies to be our sparring partners!"

Memories are like water, slowly flowing into Nangong's mind.

After washing his memory a few more times, Nangong finally confirmed that he really said it himself, but he didn't expect to forget it when he woke up.

How passionate the language was last night, and how shocked he was now, Nangong couldn't pretend anymore.

He touched his face, as if he had seen a ghost: "Ah Zi...... I...... When did I become so arrogant?!"

"Uh-huh......"

Liang Zi instantly snatched back the glass of juice, took a sip beautifully, and then said slowly: "Spit out the truth after drinking, this is what you said, I just did what you asked." ”

"This is too crazy, isn't it! What about drunken words, are you serious?" Nangong pounded his head fiercely.

"What you said, have I ever been insincere? Besides, I think your plan is really good, and it suits my heart!" Liang Zi responded as a matter of course.

"This ...... This ......" Nangong smiled bitterly. He suddenly found that he had only been in Qinglong City for two days, but his wry smile was even more than the previous two years combined.

"Nangong!"

Liang Zi let go of the straw in his mouth, and suddenly smiled, and his expression was a little strict because he was extremely serious:

"I think you just thought too much about it. My mother said, but if you want to be strong, you must have an indomitable heart. It's a good thing that you're thoughtful, but because you worry too much, it becomes an obstacle to your progress. The idea of one person fighting one city is indeed crazy. However, cultivation is a very crazy thing! Before you can have the strength of a strong man, you must first have the mentality of a strong man!"

"If you don't even have the courage to go crazy, I think you might as well go back to Dragon City, inherit your uncle's workshop, be a little rich man, and live a dull life. I'll figure it out myself. ”

After saying that, she lowered her head again, and while drinking it, she admired the beautiful glass of juice, and regained her usual delicate and straightforward appearance. It seems that what he said just now was just Nangong's auditory hallucination.

"This ...... I ......"

Nangong was struck by lightning and couldn't speak for a long time.

He was silent for a long time, and he pondered for a long time. Liang Zi waited silently and did not bother.

I don't know how long it took......

Suddenly, Miss Lance's unique laugh rang out: "Oh hehehe...... Little one, what are you thinking? Do whatever you want...... Being young is the capital, you can be willful!"

Nangong woke up like a dream.

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes had regained their usual clarity, but in the depths of his eyes, there was a faint hint of indescribable taste.

Nangong clenched his fists and said seriously: "Miss Lance, thank you for this morning's incident!"

"It's a trifle...... The little crow had always been obedient. ”

The mysterious proprietress suddenly leaned down and said with a smile: "If you are really sincere, why don't we have a drink?"

Thinking of that dreamlike taste, there seemed to be the pleasure of exploding taste buds in his mouth, Nangong couldn't help but swallow it subconsciously.

But soon, he shook his head and refused this very tempting suggestion, and said with a wry smile: "You better give me a glass of juice, just the green one from yesterday...... One crazy thing is enough, I don't want to wake up tomorrow and make some mess......"

"Oh hehehe...... It's the first time I've seen someone who can refuse a second cup of dreams...... What a funny little guy!"

A hint of appreciation flashed in Lance's eyes, but he didn't continue to tempt: "In that case...... Alright then, whatever you want!"

"Thank you!" Nangong clenched his fists in thanks.

Shaking her hand gently, the proprietress called the part-time little girl to serve Nangong a glass of juice, and then stood aside and drank alone.

......

Less than half an hour after returning to the room and sleeping, Liang Zi suddenly knocked on the door.

"Ah Zi, what's wrong?" Nangong asked.

"I can't sleep!"

"What's wrong?" Nangong hurriedly asked.

"You say, will someone come to the door tomorrow to challenge?" Liang Zi looked nervous.

"This ...... It's hard to say!"

Nangong pondered for a moment and explained, "After those students left this morning, no one has come. Miss Lance is a mysterious, but her prestige is terrifying. Now that she's come forward, Night Raven will definitely report the matter to the public. In this way, it is really difficult to say whether anyone will continue to challenge. ”

"That'...... What if no one really comes?" Liang Zi looked worried.

Nangong, who knew her temperament well, could see at a glance that what she was worried about was definitely not that their plans would be blocked, but that no one would come to her door to practice her hands.

Of course, practicing hands is a relatively elegant word, and Liang Zi will definitely not say that.

Her subtext was: What if no one comes to fight with me?

If it was before, Nangong would definitely think about it carefully and come up with a perfect plan before answering this question.

It's just now......

"The mentality of the strong!"

Nangong silently recited this sentence a few times in his heart, reached out and rubbed Liang Zi's soft silky hair, and said with a smile: "Heh...... Are you stupid? If they don't come, won't we come to the door?"

"Good way!" Liang Zi's eyes lit up, and he was full of praise for this Jianyi: "Then I'll go back to the room to rest, you can go to bed early, and there will be business tomorrow!"

The word "business", she deliberately strengthened her tone to emphasize.

Nangong couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

Liang Zi, who put down the big stone in his heart, hummed a small tune and slowly swam back to his room......

"Whether you come or not, the academy is there, no more, no less...... Whether you fight or not, the fist is here, and it will never be abandoned......

......

......

Just when Liang Zi fell asleep, a room in the White Tiger Academy was still brightly lit, and a quiet and delicate little girl dressed as a clerk was standing in front of the desk, busy.

To her right, there are two pieces of paper.

To her left, on the other hand, were two stacks of white paper half a finger high.

On the larger one, there are dense small characters written on it, which is a letter written by Bai Feixing, the dean of the White Tiger.

The other, on the other hand, is relatively small, only the size of a palm, but it is a piece of paper with good texture. However, there is a mysterious and complex pattern painted on it, which is the "town character" that Nangong realized on the Tianshu tablet.

The little girl stretched out her slender little hand and pressed it lightly on the two pieces of paper on the left, then moved it to the pile of white paper on the right, and pressed it again.

A letter, a symbol, was copied in this way.

If Liang Zi, who is lazy to read, sees it, he will definitely be envious: this is simply a natural skill born for copying books!

Soon, the little girl was busy with the work at hand. She wiped the fine sweat from her forehead, carefully sorted out the results of her work, put it into the secret letter, and handed it to a white-haired middle-aged man who smiled like a tiger but like a cat.

Bai Feixing comforted: "Thank you for your hard work, Jingyi! If it weren't for the fact that no one in Qinglong City could draw this rune, there would be no need to invite you to use it for too much!"

Miss Wen Jing smiled slightly, shook her head slightly, and looked quiet.

That night, two secret letters were sent out from the White Tiger Academy through a secret channel.

No more, no less, exactly seventy-one.