Chapter 42: The Red Carpet

In addition to those big shots, after all, there are still some people who don't care much about the origin and strength of the teenagers. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

At this moment, the young man in the seat of the National Academy said expressionlessly: "What, can't you laugh?"

The white-haired boy looked in the direction of the National Academy and laughed: "Of course you can laugh, Baizi will be such a boring thing, it is already ridiculous, everyone can laugh, you see, I am laughing too." ”

He was a teenager and smiled innocently, but his face was pale, his hair was as long as snow, and he looked like he had been forced out, so he looked very ruthless.

"It's just...... What's your business?"

Even with his background and strength, he knew that the National Academy was not easy to provoke, especially if he didn't have a reason, but these were not the reasons why his tone was slight and there was something in his eyes for the first time, because he knew the young man from the National Academy.

It's like a lot of people at the banquet know him.

The young man from the National Academy raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Of course you have nothing to do with him, I just ...... It's just a matter of finding fault with you. ”

There was a dead silence inside and outside the building, and there was no sound in the seats of the great priests and other big men such as the Tianji priest.

The students of the National Academy who sat casually around the teenager behaved more casually.

Jiang Bai was silent for a moment, then chuckled and said, "Brother who doesn't regret it, why do you have to be like a child?"

Although this sentence is somewhat forceful, it goes straight to the essence.

Children are not sensible, and they are always the best excuse, aren't they?

Looking at Jiang Bai's seemingly casual appearance, but in fact he was very solemn, it was not difficult to see that the young man from the National Academy was also an extremely difficult figure to provoke. In fact, he also deserves to be treated like this by Jiang Bai, because their rankings on Fengyunlu are almost the same.

Because he is the one who does not regret winning, although he has died nine times, he still does not regret it.

Of course, winning is the surname.

Country surname.

He was the ninth son of King Yan.

Ying Buregret pointed at the white-haired young man, and said with a smile: "He Wei Liangneng is a child? Jiang Bai, are you making me happy? A child can kill innocents indiscriminately and be domineering?"

......

Many people in Tokyo know that there is a lady of Yukage living in the palace.

That Mrs. Huanguo is not very powerful, because she missed the best time to practice in her early years, she may have nothing to do with Fengyunlu, but everyone believes that she has the super power to stir up the storm, because she is the sister of the current concubine, the woman who once blatantly used the house slave and forcibly demolished the old mansion of the old lady who returned to the lonely house, just because she fell in love with that house.

If the mother is still so temperamental, then her son is naturally no better, relying on the power of his mother, he does all kinds of evil in the capital of the gods. Of course, because of Mrs. Wei's demolition of the mansion, the people of Yingtianshendu were disliked, and Emperor Ming had no choice but to send them to Tokyo for settlement.

Or rather, exile.

Of course, the deeds of Mrs. Wei's most beloved youngest son also followed, in the rumors, Wei Liang was the disciple of the Great Divine Officer, but he never admitted it, and because in the rumors, when he was twelve years old, he had already killed many people, including many cultivators in the heart-stirring realm, and even a genius boy who entered Fengyunlu, of course, he did not admit this matter.

The only thing he has admitted is that he understands Yang's unique cultivation method to the extreme, and compared to his mother, Mrs. Wei, he is naturally an unborn genius.

However, this is no longer the Ying Tianshen capital where Mrs. Wei can call the wind and rain, under the suppression of the forces of the Yan King family, he can only restrain a little, but under this heavy pressure, he can't stop suppressing Wei Liang's cultivation, his strength is getting stronger and stronger, not many people in Tokyo dare to provoke him, even those strong people have to retreat when they see him.

Or there is the reason for that rumor - the disciples of the great priest of Shaoguang are always different, but what is more important is not that rumor, but the well-known fact - his aunt is the most favored concubine of the Ming Emperor, and he is a member of the Yang family.

Then uncle, naturally, is His Majesty the Ming Emperor.

......

Wei Liangwei laughed, stretched out his red tongue and licked his lips, looked at Ying Buregret, who was sitting at the seat of the National Academy, and said, "You can't bully the small with the big. ”

Although this sentence is somewhat akin to a scoundrel, it proves that this seemingly arrogant and cold teenager is actually very calm and smart, and he is quite jealous of winning.

Win Buregret coughed lightly, and then imitated the appearance of the young man when he first came, and shouted: "You idiot, what benefits can you get from participating in the Baizi Club? In the end, you are just a humiliated character, a scum who can't even walk through the back door!"

He said it very seriously, if it hadn't happened before, people would have thought that he was the most arrogant, but at this time people only thought it was a different kind of ridicule. Because the story had spread all over the streets of Tokyo, and the person in question was standing quietly at the seat of the Heavenly Prison Division.

Wei Liang rolled his eyes, his expression instantly became extremely gloomy, and said, "I can't beat you, so I don't dare to offend you, but you'd better interfere less in my affairs!"

Win without regrets thought for a moment, then looked at him and said, "But I like to be nosy, what can you do to me? Do you also want to say that this position does not belong to me, let me get down?" It's funny. ”

Wei Liang looked in the direction of the seat of the National Academy and grinned, revealing a mouth full of white teeth, like an unusually calm young beast before going crazy......

Yang Su picked up the glass cup in his hand, took a sip of tea, and was silent.

The superintendent of the Heavenly Academy coughed lightly.

The Grand Priest of Tianji took in the appearance of the two of them, and couldn't help but shake his head, smiling and smiling: "It's not a child, is it true that whoever has a loud voice has a reason? Isn't the most important thing we should do now is not to look at the attitude of that little guy first?"

This statement is irrefutable.

From the time Wei Liang entered the building, until now, no one had asked him about his attitude on this matter, because everyone in the banquet wanted to show their attitude, and they didn't need to consider Gu Xiaosheng's attitude at all, although they knew very well that asking the attitude of the person concerned was the most important thing to do.

If the great priest of Tianji wants to ask about the attitude, naturally someone will push the boat along the river.

Yang Su seemed to intentionally or unintentionally lightly tapped the table with a teacup.

The voice of the superintendent of the Heavenly Academy no longer seemed to be so uncomfortable.

So, everything was calm.

Gu Xiaosheng looked at the red carpet.

On the red carpet was Wei Liang, he felt the gaze, looked back at Gu Xiaosheng, his crimson and thin lips raised slightly, and a smile full of mockery and contempt appeared on his immature and pale face, and the meaning of the smile was unknown without asking.

Gu Xiaosheng frowned slightly, and after being silent for a moment, he replied seriously: "I don't have an attitude." ”

The Grand Priest of Tianji was slightly stunned, as if he understood something, and then looked at him with appreciation.

Gu Xiaosheng's words echoed in the building.

There was silence.

It took a while for people to realize what he meant.

There is no attitude, which can be interpreted as not expressing an opinion on things.

Of course, it can also be said that it is not necessary.

This is something that belongs to him, so naturally there is no need to express an opinion.

Or to see the shabby seat of the Heavenly Prison Division and the pair of young boys and girls, or to think of the reality of the decay of the Heavenly Prison Division, the tragic history, and the attitude of the old royal family and the Pope towards this institution......

There was laughter in the building.

There is laughter, and there is ridicule.

Some laughter is unintentional, and some laughter is intentional.

But it's all harsh.