Back hill, entrance.

There are still seven days left until the competition.

Many of the students who signed up for the academy qualifying tournament have accepted the tasks here, ready to go into the back mountain to experience or get some opportunities, so as to add some chances to their victory.

The back mountain, which has always been sparsely populated, is so lively.

But the people who came here found the unusualness of the back mountain.

Because, the back mountain is actually blocked, and there are guards from the academy surrounding it, and no one is allowed to enter.

"What's going on?"

"I heard that it was a dead man."

"Dead people? Who died! ”

"Looking at such a serious battle here, I think it should be the ......"

"You mean the little prince of the North Heaven?"

A lot of students gathered together and began to discuss with each other about the problems here, although there was no news from the little prince of the North Heaven for three months after entering, but since he entered, the mountain behind it has been sealed.

When qualifying is approaching, there is a feeling that the storm is coming.

"Who dares to slander Xiao Wang behind his back, huh?"

As soon as the discussion was mentioned, the voice that sounded as good as broken jade came from his ears, and the tone did not hide the arrogance at all, and the person who dared to call himself the little king, except for the little prince of the North Heaven, who else could it be?

It is rumored that the little prince of Beitian is a rare beauty, a beauty even more beautiful than Qingyu, just listening to this voice is enough to imagine how beautiful the owner of the voice is.

With a little expectation and yearning in their hearts, everyone couldn't take their eyes off when they looked at the person who stepped out of the entrance. The first thing that came out was a boot, and the boot couldn't be seen in its original color at all.

Although there were a little doubts in their hearts at this time, everyone still comforted themselves in their hearts, the little prince of Beitian has always been informal, and it is nothing if his shoes are dirty.

However, when the whole person appeared in front of everyone. The group of people instantly ignited,

"I've got a wipe!"

"Who is this!"

"Poof......

"Where did the refugees come from, there is still a donkey!"

I thought I would see a peerless beautiful man with unparalleled beauty, who would have thought of it, who would have thought of it!

The man in front of him, dressed in clothes, could not see the original color, and the soil printed on it was yellow and black, mixed with traces of burning and corrosion. His face was covered in a layer of ash, and from top to bottom he looked like a refugee who had just crawled out of a dirt pit.

is still a group of refugees, because behind this refugee No. 1, there is also refugee No. 2, who is holding the refugee's sleeve and firmly hugging a donkey who is also covered in mud.

The two of them are a donkey, such a strange refugee scene, even the academy guards who have been guarding here for a long time were shocked.

How did they not know that there was such a terrible place in the academy?

Although there is danger in the back mountain, it is not like being buried alive and climbing out.

As it turned out, they really guessed correctly, Fenghua's was indeed buried alive and crawled out.

"Is the little prince of Beitian behind?" A group of people waited, still not believing that the refugee in front of them was Fenghua, and suddenly remembered that Fenghua had entered in a team, and a small flame of hope suddenly ignited in his heart. This refugee will definitely not be the legendary good-looking little prince of the North Heaven, never!