Thinking that he had just killed a saint-level powerhouse, Murong Yu also felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, judging from the entire battle process, the Martial Saint was arrogant, thinking that he would completely eat Murong Yu with the absolute difference in rank, but he didn't expect that Murong Yu, who had taken the Soul Fruit, had already reached the peak of the saint-level soul power, and besides, the soul power of the Martial Saint was much worse than that of the Holy Demon Guide.

First of all, Yuan Zhu's warning, Murong Yan did not go to the best place for the Martial Saint to shoot, the second is the Martial Saint's psychological arrogance, and third, the Martial Saint underestimated Murong Yu's strength, and Murong Yu's powerful soul attack played a decisive role. However, Murong Yu also injured the inner mansion in the first direct battle, and the soul blaster caused his soul to be consumed excessively, and for the first time he used the soul shockwave, he just swept through it very ruthlessly, and the precise control of the soul attack was very poor, otherwise it would not have consumed so much. Overall, this counter-assassination was quite successful, the most important thing was that Murong Yu felt the perverted defense of the diamond-level holy armor, and there was no way to even "leave no trace".

......

"Murong Yu, it's time for school, let's go home together. ”

Nan Jia Xin'er is packing her schoolbag, these days, Nan Jia Xin'er and Murong Yu are going home together after school, and they are more familiar.

"However, Mr. Wang told me to go to his office. "Murong Yu is embarrassed.

"Then I'll wait for you on the lawn at the entrance of the academy. Nan Jia replied very understandingly.

"Okay. ”

Murong Yu replied and hurried to Teacher Wang's office. Seriously, in the past few days, Nan Jia Xin'er has been by her side, and Zhiling's shadow has become fading and fading. It is also a good thing to have such a beautiful woman with you. Otherwise, Murong Yu would not have asked Gao Sheng to change the name of Yuling Courtyard to Yulin Courtyard, Murong Yu, who was a human being in two lives, is already in his thirties, and if people in their thirties still can't see this, then they can only say that you are too immature.

"Teacher, you're looking for me. ”

"Oh, Murong Yu, you're here, sit down. ”

Teacher Wang raised his head, threw the book in his hand on the table, pointed to the chair opposite, and Murong Yu sat down as he said.

"That's right, in a few days, it will be the day of exchange between our Royal Academy and the Imperial Academy next to it, this time it will be held in the Imperial Academy, our intermediate class will send thirty-two people to participate, the quota for going has been decided, but this time the Imperial Academy asked you to go, so the teacher was entrusted by the academy to ask for your opinion to see if you are willing to go?"

"Teacher, is the exchange meeting long?" asked Murong Yu.

Teacher Wang replied, "One week." ”

Murong Yu thought about it, anyway, he only went for a week, and besides, the Imperial Demon Martial Academy was originally next to the Royal Demon Martial Academy, so he thought for a while and replied, "A week, then I'll go, do you need to prepare something?"

"You don't need to prepare food and shelter, bring your own weapons and equipment, and if you have a Warcraft pet, you can also bring it. Teacher Wang explained very responsibly.

Mr. Wang has experienced a lot of exchanges in this kind of college, and the main purpose of the exchange meeting is to see the progress of the students' cultivation. Of course, the students who can participate will definitely not be bad in all aspects, and strength is the most important of them. It is said to be an exchange, to put it bluntly, it is a competition, it is a competition, and if you are not careful, it is a battle of life and death. Therefore, weapons and equipment, defensive armor, Warcraft war pets and other things related to martial arts must be ready, and the rest of the food and accommodation are a trivial matter.

"Oh well. Murong Yu replied in a low voice.

Teacher Wang's eyes gathered, and he asked with a smile, "Murong Yu, the teacher wants to ask how your strength is?"

"Teacher, the magic martial arts are only level seven or eight. ”

"It's okay, it's not bad, don't worry, I just want you to show your face, I guess the dean won't want you to play." Teacher Wang was relieved at this time, for Murong Yu's strength, even a saint-level powerhouse was at a loss, how could he see through it with Teacher Wang's strength.

In fact, if it weren't for the Imperial Demon Martial Academy specifying that Murong Yu would go this time, Teacher Wang would not have arranged for Murong Yu to go, after all, there were many classmates who were stronger than Murong Yu. However, who is called Murong Yu's current popularity, no one in the entire imperial capital knows, and no one knows. A forbidden spell scroll has made a person's legend, and the world is really unpredictable. Thinking of this, Mr. Wang also frowned helplessly, and sighed in his heart.

"That's good, teacher, I'll go first. ”

"Well, there you go. ”

Murong Yu ended the conversation with the teacher, thinking about it as he walked, in fact, it was a trivial matter to communicate, the most important thing was to see what talents there were in the Imperial Academy and whether they could be used by me. Secondly, you can also see the true strength of the Empire, after all, the Imperial Academy recruits outstanding talents from all over the Empire. The Royal Demon Martial Arts Academy is mainly recruited for royalty and nobles, and it is inevitable that there are some narrow-mindedness.

"Murong Yu, I'm here. ”

Nan Jiaxin'er has been very conflicted these days, her grandfather transferred her to Murong Yu's class, and let her share the table with Murong Yu, as a fourteen-year-old, she also faintly noticed a trace of unusualness. However, a girl can never be too straightforward, even if she likes others, she can't admit it in her mouth, especially a lady like Nan Jia Xin'er.

"I've kept you waiting, let's go. ”

Murong Yu had been thinking about the exchange meeting mentally, but he didn't notice that the beauty nodded shyly.

"You see, that is Murong Yu, and next to him is Nan Jia Xin'er. ”

"Murong Yu is not very good, I thought he had three heads and six arms, but in this way, Nan Jia Xin'er is really beautiful. ”

"Of course, you don't know, Nan Jia Xin'er in the intermediate class is the most popular, has good popularity, and has a better family background, who doesn't want to marry such a delicate girl. ”

"Who loves to marry whom? Lao Tzu is not rare. ”

......

The discussion was not very loud, but Nan Jia Xin'er and Murong Yu heard it, and the most important thing was that Nan Jia Xin'er also turned her head to look at the group of people. Murong Yu doesn't care about these, trivial things, besides, the shadow of broken love has not completely dissipated, his road is still very long, with Murong Yu's thoughts, the battle for the throne and the road of the strong are very dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will die. Especially the assassination of the saint-level powerhouse two days ago, he really felt the call of the hand of death. If you really die that day, you must not leave a sad person, and you should not add to the emotional entanglement.

"Murong Yu, are you free today?" Nan Jia Xin'er asked casually. In the past few days, grandpa has been urging Xin'er next to him every day, asking Xin'er to invite Murong Yu to his home. Of course Xin'er knows what grandpa thinks, Murong Yu, who can create a saint-level powerhouse, grandpa must have ideas, but he doesn't know how grandpa wants to win over Murong Yu.

"What's wrong today?" Murong Yu glanced sideways at Nan Jiaxin'er and asked generously.

Although Nan Jia Xin'er knew a trace of her grandfather's thoughts, she couldn't show it in the past, so she excused: "I want to invite you to the house as a guest." ”

"Why did you invite me to be a guest for no reason?" Murong Yu became interested now, and the beauty invited, and besides, Xin'er and Murong Yu have been more familiar with each other these days.

"No, it's my grandfather who wants you to go. Xin'er still couldn't keep the secret and said it.

"Oh, okay, anyway, I didn't arrange it today, it's okay to go to your house to sit, I heard that the Duke's Mansion is very beautiful, are your parents fierce?" Although it was Xin'er's grandfather who invited him, of course, the face of the same table still had to be given, besides, Murong Yu would have to visit this high-ranking Duke sooner or later.

"My parents are very kind, are you scared?" Nan Jia Xin'er raised her eyebrows, mentioning that her parents had a warm smile on her face.

"What have you said, I'm not afraid of saint-level powerhouses. Murong Yu laughed.

"It's bragging. Nan Jia Xin'er muttered in a low voice.

"I'm right. Murong Yu said solemnly.

"It's weird. ”

Many things in the world are like this, if you are serious, no one believes it, if you say it is false, he believes it. Murong Yu didn't care either, anyway, the trivial matter was insignificant.

......

The Duke's Palace of the Duke of Nanga

"Grandpa, grandma, dad, mom, I'm back. ”

Nan Jia Xin'er's high decibel penetrated the entire Duke's Mansion, and Murong Yu followed behind, once again encountering the embarrassment that had appeared before, and the servants and guards along the road all looked at him with the eyes of a gorilla.

"Xin'er, you're back, mom is here. The voice of the Marquise came from the hall. "My family is not well-behaved today, did you make the teachers and classmates angry?"

Then a middle-aged beautiful woman walked out of the hall and saw Murong Yu and Nan Jia Xin'er standing together, obviously unable to react.

"Xin'er, is this ......?" asked the Marquise in a low voice.

Looking at the graceful and glamorous lady in front of him, Murong Yu finally understood, weishenme Nanjia Xin'er is so beautiful, with such a beautiful mother, will the child born be bad? Although the marquise is asking her heart, those charming and moving eyes are circulating on Murong Yu's body.

"Marquise, I am Nan Jia Xin'er's classmate, my name is Murong Yu. Murong Yu took a step forward and bowed slightly.

Looking at the pair of beautiful people in front of her, it was really a talented woman, the marquise understood the joy in her daughter's eyes, and intuitively felt that the young man in front of her was the one who sent her heart to Binghua.

"Who's coming? Is it Yu'er?"

Duke Nanjia's hearty laughter showed the care of the elders, and appeared behind the Marquise, and of course, the Duke's son, that is, Xin'er's father, appeared. Nanjia Jingyi is 43 years old this year, and is already the leading minister in the court, under the perennial influence of his father, Nanjia Jingyi's son inherits his father's business, and he is a man and an official. However, when he saw Murong Yu, he only nodded slightly, after all, his father was here, and he was not allowed to dominate the guests.