On the surface, Feng Qinglang was a little flustered like Nan Yong, stood up and bowed respectfully to the old man.

The old man waved his hand and smiled: "Sit, sit down! ”

The old man sat down in front of the two of them and introduced himself: "The old man's name is Tong Xiaoxian, and he usually manages some chores in Mingguang. ”

A true martial artist can manage chores? That must be a very great chore...... The two of them still listened respectfully, not daring to show any different colors.

The old man named Tong Xiaoxian said again: "You came from the snake cave today, right?

This question is just like the previous examiner's question, but when the old man said it, it had an extra taste of intimacy.

Feng Qinglang took the initiative to explain this time: "The snake cave of the Thousand Snake Cave is not the same as the rumors, today we encountered a situation where the snakes were in turmoil......

Then, he described to the other party in detail the situation of several attacks of the snake group today, and even the "thrilling" when he was chased by the snake group, he explained everything clearly, like a young man who is eager to show himself in front of senior powers.

Nan Yong also helped to describe a few words on the side, but he didn't dare to say too much, because he didn't know Feng Qinglang's thoughts and intentions.

Tong Xiaoxian has been listening with a smile on his face, and he can't see what he thinks, but what he is particularly concerned about is the details of Feng Qinglang being chased by snakes.

Feng Qinglang did not disappoint him, he told everything he saw at that time the surging snakes, one by one, the hesitation and despair in his heart at that time, and then the motivation to survive aroused his endless courage, and also appropriately described the gloomy brilliance of the cave wall lights, just like his mood at the time, and the disgusting feeling of looking back and seeing a certain big snake spitting letters, almost made him stumble and fall, fortunately a certain fork in the road, he blessed his soul, changed the curve, a miracle happened, the snakes ignored him, continued to move forward, he actually... Came to life......

This time, even Nan Yong was shocked when he heard it, and wondered, could it be that Qing Lang was really so embarrassed to escape from the snakes.

Tong Xiaoxian listened, and there seemed to be something else in his expression, and he looked at Feng Qinglang with a smile, as if he had found some major flaw in Feng Qinglang's story.

He waited for Feng Qinglang to finish speaking before he said, "I heard that after you and the oral examination of the entrance examination, you had some conflicts with Li Youlun on the mid-level platform?"

Feng Qinglang's heart was even more acute, people knew who they were, and they had already done a preliminary investigation before they came to find themselves. Recalling the scene that day, he tried to show his suppressed indignation: "Yes, His Excellency Li Youlun gently slapped me in the face three times and punched me hard in the stomach, just because I accidentally ate a candy while he was speaking. ”

Tong Xiaoxian smiled and said, "It's true that he didn't do things properly! Do you hate him?"

"Hate!" Feng Qinglang had to take a stand at a critical time, and said it without hesitation and categorically.

"Do you want him to die?" The look that seemed to be smiling but not smiling appeared on Tong Xiaoxian's old face again.

In the face of this kind of big question of right and wrong, Feng Qinglang felt that he couldn't answer immediately, he made a thinking appearance, and then replied: "I thought about it at the time, but I don't think much about it now." ”

He felt that his answer was good, and he was honest, because Li Youlun was dead, so he really didn't think much about it now.

Tong Xiaoxian also said: "Li Youlun is dead, in the Thousand Snake Cave where you left today. ”

"What?!" Feng Qinglang and Nan Yong exclaimed in unison, of course, the former was pretending, and the latter was a real reaction.

In fact, Nan Yong also longed for Li and Lun to die, but he never thought that the silent curse could become a reality, and he couldn't help but tremble a little in his voice: "How did he die?" Thinking about the first time he saw Shi Li and Lun's invincible appearance, Nan Yong felt that this kind of bad guy should often live for a long time.

Tong Xiaoxian's expression was a little gloomy, but his voice was calm: "I died a miserable death!" But it involves some privacy, so it is inconvenient to talk to you more for the time being." ”

He looked at the looks of the two people in front of him, and behaved very realistically, not like a fake at all, according to the information, they happened to be important servants of the young master of the Nan family's Star Soul, but they were one bright and one dark, Ming was Nan Yong, who grew up with Nan Xing Soul since he was a child, and the dark was Feng Qinglang, who had been practicing outside, and did not return to Nan Xing Soul until an important moment......

Tong Xiaoxian's heart moved, the bonfire in front of him seemed to have life, and two fireballs bounced, attacking Feng Qinglang and Nan Yong respectively, the speed was amazing, and the momentum was fierce, if they were really hit by this fireball, I am afraid that the two of them would immediately become two Tuo coke.

The faces of the two were exactly the same frightened, as if they couldn't figure out why this kind old man suddenly turned his face and moved.

Feng Qinglang's brain was running rapidly, blocking these two fireballs, there was no difficulty, it was just an ordinary fire law attack...... But after blocking it, it seems to be very illustrative, at least it will immediately prove the doubts in Tong Xiaoxian's heart, and he is not confident that he will keep the other party, even if he can keep the other party, then there are too many follow-ups to deal with next......

Therefore, he can only fight, and Tong Xiaoxian is just scaring them, and Mingguang Academy is not a place to kill people casually.

To his surprise, the fireball vanished in a few moments before it came to them, leaving only a choking cloud of smoke to remind them that it was not a hallucination.

The doubts in Tong Xiaoxian's eyes dissipated a lot, he stood up, bent down and coughed twice, his body looked more rickety, and he smiled calmly: "Human life is actually very fragile, just like these two fireballs, maybe the first moment was extremely bright, but this moment has turned into a cloud of smoke, so, please cherish life, young people!"

After speaking, he had once again turned into brilliance, plunged into the night sky, and quickly disappeared.

Nan Yong couldn't help but say: "Qinglang, you saw it, did you hear it? Absolute power, what a profound truth, he has so vividly deduced it." ”

Feng Qinglang had no choice but to nod and say, "Yes, yes!" added in his heart, yes, yes, if I didn't act well enough, then he should have made this emotion to the two balls of coke now.

Early in the morning, continue your departure.

This is the third day of the actual combat test, Situ Weiyang's unhappy feeling continues, the first task is completed is the credit of Feng Qinglang, and the second task is the credit of Nanxing Soul, because she led everyone through the maze, he can only look forward to the third task.

Hmph, copying the magic pattern, how could you ordinary people have come into contact with this advanced knowledge?

Although Situ Weiyang himself is also ordinary in terms of magic patterns, he must be a cut above ordinary people, with a family background, experienced professional training, and a mortal who has no training at all, relying on talent alone, those are completely two different concepts.

Nanxing Soul had a chance to continue to perform, but Situ Weiyang was completely relieved to see Nanxing Soul reading those fantasy novels when he was free.

In the middle of the Luoyun Mountains, in front of a cliff, a large number of candidates gathered here, and from time to time they whispered to each other, like buzzing bees, most of them frowned, staring at the cliff, not knowing what difficult problem they were thinking, occasionally someone would pick up a pen and draw on their paper for a while, and then continue to look up......