Early the next morning, Chang Ling noticed the noise of the house next to him, and hurriedly got up to check the situation.

Fu Ning rubbed his sleepy eyes, and complained with a dissatisfied face: "This bed board is really hard, it exhausts Miss Ben." ”

Chang Ling pursed his lips and said angrily: "Pack up and go home quickly, your sister won't worry if you don't go home overnight?"

"What? I didn't go home all night? It's over, Fu Yu has to hack me to death. Fu Ning sat up suddenly, straightened his robe and hair very quickly, and hurriedly ran out.

"Hey, Fu Ning, drink less in the future. Chang Ling quipped loudly.

Gu Siyu over there woke up at noon, and the good education given to him by the family made him blush when he faced 'he was hangover and was helped back and slept until noon'.

Listening to his babbling and elegant apology for a long time, Chang Ling rubbed his head that was a little sore by his quarrel, and kept waving his hand to indicate that it was okay.

How did the son of a noble family become like this?

Gu Siyu also seemed to notice Chang Ling's feelings, and laughed out loud: "That, Chang Ling, if you have time in the future, I can teach you to read." ”

"You go, you go. Chang Ling pushed him out angrily.

When she was the only one left in the courtyard, the whole world was cleared.

It also cooled down.

Chang Ling smiled helplessly, and seized the time to continue to meditate to improve a little spiritual power.

In the promotion, she doesn't want to be the one who drags her feet

............

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is time for the Castle Peak Academy to promulgate the rules.

The three of them gathered early in the morning and walked towards the inner city together.

Qingzhou is divided into various jurisdictions controlled by the Xianmeng, the so-called 'inner city' is the place where the headquarters of the Xianmeng is located, and the one who governs the inner city is the leader of the Xianmeng, and the power of the Yuan infancy.

There were a lot of people traveling along the way, and they got together in twos and threes, and they looked at others quite unkindly.

Chang Ling's team, except for Gu Siyu, who seems to be a weak and elegant adult man, Chang Ling and Fu Ning are both twelve or thirteen-year-old teenagers, and they are inevitably despised for a while.

The upper age limit for promotion is 100 years old, and everyone is eager to participate in the competition again at 99, and most of the teams are middle-aged people with serious faces.

This is already the result of how hard they have worked as monks!

Twelve or thirteen-year-old young people, even if they stand out in the face technique, their real age will not be much older, and they don't look like ordinary casual cultivation when they look at each other, if they catch such a team of fat sheep in Lingzhou......

These substantial gazes made the three of them extremely uncomfortable, Fu Ning glared back angrily, but received more ridicule, Chang Ling hurriedly grabbed the eldest lady who was about to shake the whip.

I finally came to the inner city, and the waiting area was already crowded.

Chang Ling roughly estimated that there were thousands of people to participate in the competition, and only nine of the hundreds of teams were able to enter the Qingshan Academy.

Gu Siyu's face also became a little more serious, but what he couldn't hide was the excitement and enthusiasm in his dark eyes.

At this age, who would not want to compete with his peers, trample the senior monks under his feet, and establish his reputation as a genius.

Chang Ling didn't want to.

Gu Siyu and Fu Ning were discussing something excitedly, and Chang Ling looked at them with a cold face as they discussed.