Chapter 221: Mourning and Change

"Knock knock!" Just when Fenghua was really bored and about to go crazy, there was a knock on the door.

The unknown knocker brought an opportunity.

There was a strong hope in his eyes, and when Lan was about to rush out with Fenghua's eyes shining, he raised his hand to stop Fenghua inside and walked out first.

Boom!

Then, the door was closed in front of Fenghua's eyes.

Depend on!

Confinement?

Fenghua was stunned for a while, the depressed void hammered two punches, and suddenly found that after the blue-eyed beauty left, he could move, and rushed to the door, looking like an abandoned little cabbage, empty and lonely on the door, "Don't lock me alone in the small black room, I'm lonely......"

Brush!

Just as Fenghua pounced on the door and froze the posture, the door was opened.

Four pairs of old eyes stared at his body in unison.

Under the strange gaze of the dean of the four branches, Fenghua stood calmly, elegantly fluttered her clothes twice, and looked like she didn't do the action just now, and cleared her throat, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"Fenghua?" The branch dean of the Warrior Academy, his armor looked like he was weighing thousands of pounds, his face was covered with a helmet, and his beard was so bearded that he couldn't see his face clearly, and he was about to slap Fenghua's body.

Fenghua tilted his head quickly, if he was photographed, it would at least be a serious injury. The big hand of the dean of the Warrior Academy fell on the dean of the magic sub-dean. An earthy yellow earth-based magic defense armor appeared, and the magic branch dean looked at Fenghua and narrowed his eyes, "Very good." ”

"Huh." The dean of the alchemy branch is worthy of being able to teach a crybaby to be so perverted, although his clothes are made of the best material, they are as colorful as if he had opened a dye shop, please note that the dye shop he opened is a poison quenching shop. The smiling face of the flesh did not smile, and withdrew a strange expression to look at Fenghua.

"Let's go." In the end, Fenghua felt a light foot, and his whole body rose into the air, and was captured by the branch dean of the madman academy. In a blink of an eye, in front of me was the overgrown courtyard of Dongfu College on the first day I came to Dongfu Academy, and although a layer of snow had fallen, I could still recognize that it was my own carriage with no roof and no bottom.

"Get ready for qualifying, go ahead." Put Fenghua on the ground, the point is this shelving word, as if Fenghua is some fragile item, and it needs to be handled with care.

"Dean! Wait, wait, why should I participate in the qualifying match, Xiao Wang loves peace! Fenghua raised his hand, and in a hurry, he grabbed the messy hair of the madman branch dean who was like a lush overgrown weed.

The madman struggled twice, and miraculously found that he did not break away but brought Fenghua up, and finally kindly replied to Fenghua with four words, "Festival mourning and change." ”

"Alas, you don't want that! Xiao Wang is still at the age of blooming flowers, and I don't want to wither yet. That blue-eyed beauty, is she really the dean of Dongfu? Doesn't it mean that he is only twenty years old, and the dean of Dongfu Academy should be an old goblin who has long been famous and likes to take care of things. The age is not right, and the personality is not right, who is he? Fenghua clenched her fists tightly, and she asked the question she had been asking.

"Want to know?" The madman dean smiled lowly, and in the already overgrown courtyard, there was a feeling of haunting.