"Uncle Zhang, the dog just knocked his head and fainted, there will be nothing wrong!" a childish voice came from the carriage.

The middle-aged man known as Uncle Zhang still drove the carriage quickly, took the time to look up in the direction of the sun, and replied, "It's okay, we'll be in Yangping City soon." There will be an immortal coming today, and it will be good to let the immortal cast a spell when the time comes.

Sit tight, hold the dog, and don't let him touch it again. We have to hurry, otherwise we won't be able to meet the immortal master. ”

The sound faded away, leaving only a road of yellow smoke spreading towards Yangping City.

At this time, in Yangping City, bells and drums rang in turn.

And the streets, which were originally full of people, gradually became quiet.

The voice gradually lowered, but the anticipation in the eyes of the people in the city became more and more bright.

The officers and men gave way to the passage into the square, and the teenagers who were waiting outside walked away from their relatives and friends who saw them off, and walked down the long street into the square in the center of the city.

Full of energetic faces, neat teams, sparkling eyes, and excitement that can't be hidden on their faces.

The teenagers seem to come to the song, and there is really no reason not to love them.

Grandma took her little grandson by the hand and pointed to the teenagers who walked by, as if she saw her grandson growing up and being in high spirits.

The women who traveled together looked at the boy's full childishness, as if time had gone back to the time when he was carefree and frolicking in the boudoir.

In the teahouse along the street, Lang Jun, who was talking about things, looked at the thin body of the young man, and suddenly remembered the time when he was freshly dressed and angry a long time ago.

In the inn not far away, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old young man looked at the looks of passers-by on both sides of the street, the amazement and confusion in his eyes were intertwined, and he hurriedly turned around and asked the man behind him, "Xuan Lan Zhenren, what's wrong with them?"

The man was wearing a cyan robe, and when he heard this, a smile appeared on his face, and for a while it seemed like a breeze blowing through the hills, and he couldn't say that he was relaxed and happy.

I could only hear the low male voice with a slight smile say, "It's just a daydream." ”

"Will there be any problems, the Xiuzhen Administration is ......" The young man's voice was a little hesitant, and there was some apprehension on his face.

"It doesn't matter. We're here for admissions, and that's part of the normal campaign. ”

"Anping, the hour is almost up. Let's check this year's admission letter again, it's almost time for us to show up. ”

What's so nice about a pile of powder-coated pieces of paper.

The young man wanted to speak again, but seeing that Xuan Lan Zhenren was already standing at the table where the enrollment materials were placed, he looked carefully and carefully, so he had to swallow back the words behind him and walked over.

And all this, the teenagers who walked to the square did not know.

The teenagers stepped into the familiar square in the city, and the bustling crowds in the past seemed to be turned into two planes by the officers and soldiers guarding the surroundings.

The square in Yangping City is actually just a flat open space, and it is here on weekdays when the city lord makes any important announcements.

Now, seventy-nine teenagers stand in a neat row. It's a teenager, but it's a group of ten to twelve years old, and an eight-year-old, children.

Meng Xiwen stood in the middle of the line at the back of the right, and Meng Xiwen was standing right to her left.

Meng Xiwen saw Meng Xixi's nervous saliva in the corner of his eyes, so he secretly turned his head and wanted to quietly comfort him.

Unexpectedly, the guy's mouth was full, chewing on what was in his mouth with some difficulty, and his eyes were nervously glancing at the front of the queue - where the immortal masters would appear in a while.

Oh, needless to say, this guy must have stuffed that whole bag of sugar into his mouth.

Don't bother to pay attention to him!

None of them are given to anyone else!

Sooner or later, a tooth will be broken!