Wan Qian Yunqian stood there, watching the students sing and harmonize, and the woman who blocked it didn't speak.

The men at the gate of the city moved, looked at one of the ordinarily dressed men with very strange eyes, and silently let out a void for everyone to see her.

Heartbreaker Woman: How so? How common is the word liang, how can it not be good in Rao's name?

"Let's go!"

Wan Qi Yunqian and they are still wearing their own clothes, Wan Qi Yunqian is still dressed in red, but they have restrained their own squishy aura and made themselves look like a mentor.

The students held their heads high, lined up, and walked neatly towards the city gate.

Fathers and mothers at the city gate:! This is my son, daughter, brother and sister? It's fake, right?

Looking at this group of high-spirited and generous students, those at the gate of the city were brought to the Demon Beast Mountain Range by a lowly mentor because they were listening to the treasures of the family, and the high-ranking and powerful people who hurried over rubbed their eyes in disbelief.

Good missing arms and legs, dying, and having nothing to love?

Feeling the surprised eyes of those around them, familiar or unfamiliar, the students became more confident one by one.

Wan Qiyun has taught them how to restrain their breath, and everyone has learned some more or less, so at this moment their breath is restrained, and they look very calm, except for a little darker, the difference from the past is very big.

When he was about to reach the city gate, a woman rushed out, pulled Rong Lan and called her son, and shouted that he had worked hard.

"Son! ! You've worked hard!"

Rong Lan: "This aunt, you hurt me, I don't know you."

"Son! How much you have suffered!! Is there something wrong with you, why don't you recognize your mother!"

The woman's breath faltered, and then she screamed louder, and kept glancing at Wan Qiyun with her eyes.

Rong Lan's face was dark: "This aunt, please don't insult my mother!" I really don't know you!"

"Son! I ......."

"Auntie, do you know who he is?"

Mo Yan couldn't stand it anymore, and pulled Rong Lan behind him.

"What are you doing?! How I didn't know him! He's my son!"

The woman's eyes widened, and she looked at Mo Yandao fiercely.

"Your Highness the Seventh, Rong Lan, why are you so polite, the head of the Rong family and Mrs. Rong are here, wouldn't it be good to let them come over?"

Lin Ye stood up, pointed to the two extraordinarily dressed couples behind the woman with a smile, and then lowered his head and muttered to himself in a voice that everyone could hear.

"What's going on these days, there are still people who misidentify their sons? The mentor took us out to practice, why did we come back with so many unfamiliar mothers?"

Some people in the middle of the city gate silently shrunk their necks, but fortunately it was not them who rushed out just now......

"These big sisters, can you let go of my son?"

Mrs. Rong, Rong Lan's mother, is a gentle and lovely woman, looking at the woman at the moment, and said gently.

"Your son?? Fart! This is my son! You're definitely in this group!"

The woman didn't believe that the clothes on this young man's body were so plain, he must not be very favored at home, and how could he be sure that his father and mother were here.

"This aunt, you better let go of Young Master Rong! Master Rong's clothes are made of fine chiffon, worth 10,000 gold, don't scratch it, you can't afford to pay for it."