The wrath of the pursuers

"Cousin Prince—Cousin Prince—"

As the voice grew louder and louder, the woman in the goose yellow dress ran in front of Xin Han and blocked his way.

Xin Han's brows furrowed slightly, and his footsteps stopped, looking at the person who stopped him.

"Something?"

Xin Han's pace was very fast, and Nangong Xinyan ran for a long time to catch up, and she was panting for breath at the moment.

After a long time, Xin Han's body turned slightly, ready to bypass her and return to the palace.

"Wait......"

Seeing that Xin Han was about to walk away, Nangong Xinyan hurriedly reached out and grabbed his sleeve.

Xin Han paused, withdrew his sleeves, looked at Nangong Xinyan again, and said coldly: "What's the matter?" ”

Nangong Xinyan's hand was empty, and she withdrew her hand in a daze, showing her sweetest smile as much as possible, and looked at Xin Han.

"Cousin Prince, after the assessment of Tianyan Academy in the near future, as the representative of the spiritual class, will you come to welcome us new students who have passed the assessment?"

"No ......"

Xin Han was about to say that he would not go, but suddenly thought that Hua Yuqiong might go to Tianyan Academy to participate in the assessment at the suggestion of the old man. He changed his words again, "Probably." ”

When I had to ask Xin Yi to deliver the pastries, I asked Arjun which college she chose by the way.

When Nangong Xinyan heard Xin Han's words, her eyes flashed and she laughed in surprise.

You know, Xin Han would never participate in these boring rituals. But for her sake, he would come to participate in this ceremony to welcome new students.

Does this mean yin...... The prince's cousin also ...... to her

As soon as she thought of this possibility, Nangong Xinyan couldn't help but blush, and laughed shyly.

Xin Han glanced at her inexplicably, bypassed her and left.

*

"Big brother, I inquired, that stinky boy and that beauty are going to Tongtian Cliff to practice, it seems...... Or the depths of the cliff of Babel. Lu Pi said to the strong man who was drinking.

At the same time as the words fell, the strong man had already eaten a bowl full of wine. He slapped the bowl on the table, and it was refreshing.

The little brother on the side saw that the wine bowl was empty, and hurriedly poured it full of wine.

"Experience?"

When the strong man heard Lu Pi's words, his brows furrowed, and then he laughed contemptuously.

"A hairy boy who is weak and can't help the wind, and dares to run to the depths of the Tongtian Cliff to experience? It's really overwhelming! ”

As soon as these words came out, the people around him burst out laughing.

"That is, with his small body, he can't even beat a finger of his eldest brother, and he still has the courage to go to the depths of Tongtian Cliff to practice?"

"Except for the mercenary group, the teams organized by the major families or the major academies, I have never seen anyone else so bold and fearless."

"Hahaha, that thin arm and thin leg, I guess I will be scared by the beast and cry at that time, ah? Hahahaha......"

"Hahaha......"

"Alright, get ready, catch up with them as soon as possible, and then clean up that hairy boy at the Cliff of Heaven!"

The strong man drank the bowl of wine, got up straight, and looked at the loose cultivators beside him.

"Yes, big brother!"

At the same time, the Wutang Hall Master learned of Hua Yuqiong's latest movements and sneered.

"Damn Huayu Qiong, if you dare to hurt my Wutang disciple, I will personally arrest you and let you taste the bitterness!"

The man in black on the side listened, and said with a slight astonishment: "Hall Master, you are ......?"

"Humph!"

The hall master of Wutang snorted coldly, "Gather the rest of the people, and the main hall master will personally go and grab back that piece of fat that should be cut by a thousand cuts!" ”

"Yes!"