
Lao Yan, go and arrange Xi'er and the others to return to school tomorrow.” Seeing Yun Xuemei leave, Wang Wuxin turned to look at Yan Zhong who was standing behind her, and said solemnly.
"Yes, Bhagava," Yan Zhong nodded slightly, respectfully.
"Uncle Lao Zhong," Wang Xi smiled at Yan Zhong upon seeing him, and said softly.
"The young master is serious, nothing more than some trivial matter, it's the old slave's own business," Yan Zhong shook his head with a calm expression.
After speaking, Yan Zhong turned around and left, bringing some of his servants to prepare Wang Xi and the others to be taken away tomorrow.
As Yan Zhong left, Wang Wuxin greeted Luo Chen and the others, then left.
As the King of the North Sea, he said that this was a matter of day and night, if he had not noticed the breathing of Pengcheng and Jin Yu earlier, he would not have appeared.
Now that he knew it was a misunderstanding, he naturally wanted to handle his own affairs.
"Xuedi Luo, you've probably spent a lot of effort in that mysterious realm lately, why don't you go rest first?"
After Wang Wuxin left, Wang Xi looked at Luo Chen and said.
Luo Chen nodded, hearing what Wang Xi said, he was very tired.
After leaving the Mengtian Ancient Land, he directly went to the Abyss of Burial Heaven, although there were backhands such as stand-in puppets and fixed-point teleporting scroll, and protection from trial scrolls, respectively, Luo Chen would not worry about life or death.
But walking in the terrifying territory in the Burial Heaven Abyss, Luo Chen did not dare to slack off, and it took a lot of thought while climbing Jian Yuan.
After leaving the Heaven Burying Abyss, he went to the site of Jingxian Academy, followed by Jin Yu crossing the Dragon Tribulation, which also frightened him.
After yawning, Luo Chen followed the two maids towards the living room, after entering the living room, Luo Chen fell asleep.
This sleep lasts all day. When Luo Chen woke up the next day, Wang Xi and the others were already prepared. When Luo Chen finished washing, some people left Beihai Wangfu and returned through the teleportation formation in downtown Beihai County. Arrive at Liuyun Academy.
As soon as Luo Chen and the others returned to Liuyun Academy, Jian Qing's figure appeared outside the teleportation array with a solemn expression.
“Vice Dean /Senior Jian,” Wang Xi and Luo Chen greeted Jian Qing quickly when they saw Jian Qing.
Jian Qing nodded lightly, his eyes fixed on Pengcheng and Jin Yu, and he said seriously: "Both came to my Liuyun Academy. I wonder what you can do?"
With that, Jian Qing's sword intent rushed into the sky, making people's hair unconsciously stand on end.
“Parent Jian, why don't you recognize your old friend after several years of absence?” Peng Cheng pursed his lips and said lightly.
"I recognize you Pengniao," Jian Qing raised his eyebrows when he heard those words, and then his eyes became sharp, and said coldly: "But the golden-robed brat is next to you, shouldn't be from your monster race?"
"After all these years, you are such a sensitive dead swordsman," Peng Cheng rolled his eyes upon hearing this, and then shouted furiously: "In addition, that's all, how many times have I said that I am called Pengcheng, don't call me Pengniaoren!"
"Didn't you also call me a dead swordsman? I didn't bother to correct you. You call me a dead swordsman, and I call you a birdman. We're even tied."
Jian Qing raised his eyebrows, slightly from the broken jar.
When Luo Chen and the others heard Jian Qing's words, they all broke out in cold sweat.
Especially Wang Xi, Ye Changli and Zhang Juechen, with looks of despair, felt that the image of the vice head of the wise and martial war school quickly collapsed ...