"Where else can I go?!"

Seeing Mu Fan's boring performance, Ye Wushuang said angrily: "Stigmata Academy!"

"How did you know I was going to Stigmata Academy?" Mu Fan looked puzzled.

He remembered as if he had never told Night Musou that he was going to Stigmata Academy.

"It's not just you, it's me too!" Ye Wushuang looked at Mu Fan like an idiot.

He pursed his lips and replied: "You have been in a coma in the Discord Chamber of Commerce, and the enrollment of the Stigmata Academy is imminent, and it is Qian Ning who wants me to pull you as a living dead." ”

Hearing this, Mu Fan had a general understanding of the situation.

Got back into the carriage and sighed as he looked at the Wind Shadow Sword in his hand.

Moxin is gone, but the Wind Shadow Sword is left behind.

Maybe he held it too tightly and couldn't take it away....

With this in mind, Mu Fan didn't think much about it, put away the Wind Shadow Sword and looked inward, observing the situation in his body.

Half a year's longevity...

It's worse than being beaten back to its original form!

A sword, more than 500 years of longevity, is just gone.

Mo Xin also said hello and ran away without fighting, now that I think about it, it's a blood loss!

However, he was also curious, how did Moxin renew his life?

You know, after he slashed out a sword that night, he used up all his longevity.

It seems that these... You can only know when you see Moxin.

Mu Fan sighed, and then set his eyes on the phantom flower.

The nine-leaf petals bloomed and did not wither again.

But the weird thing is that the phantom flower is not in two colors.

The red side, which has crossed the middle stem at the moment.

Seem... It's eroding the purple side.

How did the Phantom Flower become like this?

Mu Fan was stunned in his heart, and tried to run the phantom flower.

It was still able to operate as usual, and the powerful power surged through the whole body, and it was full of a sense of security.

But at the same time, a violent aura surged into his heart in vain, quickly infecting his emotions.

Mu Fan was startled, and hurriedly stopped running the phantom flower, and couldn't help but feel cold in his heart.

Inherit the phantom flower, don't be impatient!

At this moment, the words of the old man in the ruins suddenly popped up in Mu Fan's mind.

He seemed to understand why the old man would say such a sentence.

It's a warning!

At the same time, he suddenly figured out why the purple side of the phantom flower would prevent him from touching the red side.

Obviously, they are afraid of being eroded by the red side.

It's broken!

Cold sweat flowed from Mu Fan's forehead.

In just an instant, he was affected by the emotions brought by the phantom flower, and he almost lost his mind uncontrollably.

And this... also made him faintly feel that the phantom flower seemed to be gradually becoming a big threat from a big help!

"Brother Shepherd, it's time to get there. "Night Wushuang got into the carriage.

Looking at Mu Fan, who was sweating profusely, he couldn't help but hurriedly said: "Brother Mu, what's wrong with you, don't die in my car." ”

"I'm so endurance for you all the way!" Mu Fan's eyes widened angrily, and he was about to press Ye Wushuang down with a tense face.

"Just kidding, don't get excited!" Ye Wushuang knew that he was not Mu Fan's opponent during the day, so he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "We have already arrived at the foot of the Stigmata Academy." ”

Let's get out of the carriage quickly.

Mu Fan snorted coldly, and then followed.

But immediately, he was shocked by the spectacular scene in front of him and opened his mouth wide.

A majestic mountain that occupies his entire perspective.

Looking up, the huge buildings on it are surrounded by mountains.

At the top of the mountain, there is a striking golden palace, accompanied by swirling clouds and mist, like a fairy palace.

"My God..."Mu Fan couldn't help but murmur, and he completed a heartfelt emotion with Ye Wushuang.

It's just that Ye Wushuang is obviously not lamenting the magnificence of the mountain peak.

He turned his head, looked at Mu Fan and said excitedly: "Brother Mu, look, there seem to be a lot of girls participating in the enrollment this time!"

Hearing this, Mu Fan looked at it, but immediately burst out into a foul mouth: "Damn! There are so many people?"

"Overall, this year is a lot. Ye Wushuang seemed to be used to seeing such scenes, and pouted and replied.

Mu Fan suddenly lost his confidence.

At first glance, there are no less than 10,000 people.

And more importantly, according to his observations, there were very few people in the crowd that he could discern the cultivation.

That is to say.... Most of these people are above him in cultivation.

Mu Fan swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked Ye Wushuang tentatively, "How many of these people are able to enter the Stigmata Academy. ”

"The tradition of the Stigmata Academy, there are only 10,000 students in the academy, and the last thousand are eliminated every year, and the new ones are recruited!" Ye Wushuang pouted and said, "You can count it yourself." ”

That is to say, less than one in ten of these people will be able to enter the Stigmata Academy!

Mu Fan immediately gasped, feeling more and more hopeless.

It's fine if the phantom flower is normal.

But at the moment... He didn't dare to run the phantom flower at will, because he didn't know what was going to happen.

He really wanted to go to Liu Qingyun and ask him to open a back door, even if it was a crack in the door.

But when I think of Liu Yiyi...

"Does that little Lori know I'm coming?" Mu Fan suddenly felt a chill in his back, and hurriedly asked Ye Wushuang.

Ye Wushuang thought for a while and muttered, "She has a good relationship with Qianning, so she should know." ”

After that, he seemed to see what Mu Fan was worried about, and then said: "Don't worry, even if you offend her, she won't shadow you behind your back." ”

"What about the open?" Mu Fan squinted at Ye Wushuang.

And Ye Wushuang shrugged his shoulders: "That's not necessarily. ”

Mu Fan suddenly lost the mood to speak, and walked towards the crowd.

Night Musou followed.

And after the two of them squeezed into the crowd, they immediately attracted attention, and with it, there was also fingering.

Mu Fan observed left and right and found that the spearhead of these people did not seem to be on him.

So, he looked back at Ye Wushuang and said with a puzzled expression: "You are very famous?"

Rarely, a cold color appeared on Ye Wushuang's face.

Hate said: "It's very famous!"

Mu Fan strangely forgot Ye Wushuang's glance, and didn't ask anything.

And at this time, I felt an unkind gaze coming from my side.

Looking sideways, he found that a person was standing in the crowd staring at this side.

This person is Shen Lang.

As for whether he was staring at him or staring at Ye Wushuang, it was unknown.

As if he had discovered Mu Fan's gaze, Shen Lang quickly looked away.

But this scene also completely aroused Mu Fan's interest, and asked Ye Wushuang: "What grievances do you have with that Shen Lang?"

Ye Wushuang's eyes flickered, and he didn't seem to want to speak.

But after struggling, he still looked directly at Mu Fan and said, "Brother Mu, if you are kind, but you don't repay it, what will you do?"

Hearing this, Mu Fan was stunned.

found that Ye Wushuang's eyes were deep, and he was like two people with a hippie smile on weekdays.

Therefore, he also said seriously: "I really didn't expect that you, an idiot, would also learn to hang people's appetites." ”

"Believe it or not, I'm fighting with you!" "Ye Wushuang gritted his teeth angrily.

He finally got serious, but met someone who was not serious than him.