Cangling City is the most prosperous and lively place, especially in the past two days, the enrollment of Luo Shuya College has ushered in students from all over the world, many of whom are leaders. There are those who come on horseback and step on the wind and dust, there are those who sit on small chariots and nobles, and there are those who carry heavy swords and hold magic weapons. People from all over the world gather here.

In the middle of the crowd, there was a table, and a thin old man who looked to be in his fifties sat in the back, his gray clothes were a little wrinkled, as if he had been tied haphazardly, and his hair was also messy, and he was dozing off with one hand supporting his head. There was a large group of people around, and some people squeezed in to take a look, only to see a sign standing on the table, which read: Los Shuya College Admissions. There is also a line next to it: just write your name.

It's as simple as that?

That's not hurry!

Write? Of course, you have to use a pen! What about a pen?

Everyone scanned on the table. The old man seemed to be in a dream, smashed his mouth, raised his hand and scratched his chest, and went back to sleep. But all eyes brushed together to look at the slightly open placket of the old man's chest, where a pen was inserted.

Everyone squinted, someone reached out to take it, the old man moved, the man was startled, thinking that the old man was awake. Just as he was hesitating, he saw that the old man had changed his position and slept on the table instead. Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then relaxed again, thinking that he was just an old man, what was there to be guarded against?!

"Hmph!" a dark and thin man on the side of the crowd snorted coldly: "Isn't this just an old man, what is there to be afraid of!" The man hissed, looked at his wrist, felt a burst of paralysis, and was shocked in his heart!

"This old man is weird, let's go together!" the man shouted, and struck the old man with his hand. The people on the side were stunned for a moment, and then they reacted and joined in.

The situation is like this, a group of young and strong young men are surrounding an old man's house. But the reality was very unexpected, no matter how the young men attacked the old man, the old man was able to dodge and continue to sleep, which was really strange.

This is, there is a person who is about to stick to the old man's eyes, the old man opened his eyes suddenly, and a pair of triangular eyes stared at the person in front of him, his eyes were black and full of displeasure. With a slap of his hand on the table, the whole person jumped up and jumped onto a thin tree behind him, this movement was extremely sensitive, not like an old man at all.

The old man stood on the branch, his hands on his waist, his eyes widened, he gasped for breath, pointed at those people and said: "You young people, do you know what it means to respect the old and love the young! Old man, I want to make up for sleep one by one, what are you going to do? Do you want to bully me, an old man?"

Someone in the crowd shouted: "Old man, we have no ill intentions, just ask you to use your pen for us!"

The old man snorted, stood up, and changed his face to a smiling look, "Oh, although your words sound sour, but you are quite polite when you think about it carefully!"

The man looked like the son of a rich man, but when he heard this, his face was embarrassed, and he didn't speak again. The old man laughed, took out the pen and looked at it, played with it in his hand for a while, and click--the old man took the pen and struck the branch pole again and again, the sound was not loud, but it was like thunder in people's hearts. The old man smiled and said, "Don't you just want this broken pen? It's in my hand now, and whoever gets it will be whoever's!"

Hey, this old man! Everyone was angry. But no one stepped forward, after all, even if it was a bad old man, even if it was a receptionist, although the old man looked ordinary and had no spiritual power fluctuations on his body, but it was also sent from the Luoshua Academy!

Seeing that everyone's eyes flickered, hesitated, and no one stepped forward, the old man sneered disdainfully: "Just like you turtles, what ambitions do you talk about, let's go home and nurse!"

When everyone heard this, they immediately became angry, and some of them were angry, and they jumped at the old man with the support of the table. Seeing that someone made a move, the people behind immediately followed.

In the face of the attack of the group, Lao Tzu was still calm, and easily resolved, as if he was teasing them, he resisted, but did not fight back, and said: "Haha, you have this ability, even I can't beat an old man." ”

"Hey, hey, over there, you're not stable now! Even though life is colorful, you must also be temperate!"

"You kid, how can you do the behavior of the villain behind you, how can you please the beauty like this. ”

"......" and so on.

Even the Xuan cultivators who were watching with their arms crossed in the back were ridiculed: "Eh, those boys in the back, aren't you afraid of grandpa and me! Haha, then when grandpa finishes fighting, grandpa will buy you candy to eat!"

This can ignite the anger, those Xuan cultivators are all bruised, their eyes are full of anger, and when they are about to join the battle, they suddenly hear a crisp voice sound: "I've signed it!"

Everyone was stunned and looked at the table, not only them, but even the old man was stunned, looking at his hands, isn't this still in his hands?

Everyone saw a girl in a pink dress standing in front of the table, slightly bent over, holding a pen thicker than ordinary pens, brown, with the golden pattern of dragons, tigers, demons, and spirit animals. The girl took the pen, ticked it and wrote her name on the paper, then exhaled, smiled, and said, "Your rule is that you only need to write your name on the paper, right?"

The old man nodded, squinted slightly, and there was a glitter in it, and looked thoughtfully at the pen in the girl's hand, and after a while, he laughed again: "You little girl, but you have made a loophole! It's okay, you can go in!"

Everyone was dumbfounded, and then came to their senses. The old man looked at their expressions, he didn't know what they were thinking, and hummed: "Don't think that I don't know the little Jiujiu in your heart, believe it or not, don't say that other pens are written on this paper, and even ink can't be stained!"

After hearing this, everyone looked stunned, and retracted their careful thoughts, and some people did not believe it, and took the pen borrowed from the shop on the street, and sure enough, they could not write a little ink on the paper, and those people wondered, why the girl just now?

At this time, Hua Zhiyuan didn't know what was going on, she stood in a corner, took out a handkerchief from her arms, wiped the pen carefully and repeatedly, and after seeing that there were no stains, she was immediately relieved, and her mind moved, and the pen was gone.

Hua Zhiyuan grinned, raised her feet and continued to walk forward. Hua Zhiyuan walked for a long time, but still didn't see a figure, and was thinking about whether she was lost again, when she saw a figure in front of her, surprise welled up in her heart, and she hurriedly shouted: "Eh, little brother in front, wait!"

The person in front of him stopped when he heard the voice. Hua Zhiyuan hurriedly ran up, and when she looked closer, she was still a handsome guy! Hua Zhiyuan's disease had flare up again. "Little brother, are you also a freshman this time? I can't find the way, can I walk with you?"

Fang Boqing looked down at Hua Zhiyuan, who had starry eyes, touched his chin, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I just arrived, why don't we look for it together!" "This Luoshua Academy's enrollment is so extraordinary, there must be a lot of rules here, this kid is really stingy, he doesn't tell me anything about Luoshua Academy, and now, there is a little beauty on the road to accompany him, which is not bad!"

"My name is Fang Boqing!"

"My name is Hua Zhiyuan!"

After they had walked for a while, an arch appeared in front of them, and there was a faint voice there, and they walked a few quick steps, and suddenly there was a clear light in front of them.

On the wide flat ground stood dozens of people, dressed in different attire, some gathered to talk, some rested against dark corners, and some looked at the buildings in front of them in contemplation. The ability of those who can get here must be extraordinary, and after a while, another person comes out of the arch one after another.