Nan Xinghun smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Fortunately, just like Lan Dandan you saw a few days ago, she used to be very good to me, really very good, but after knowing that it was completely impossible for us, her attitude changed completely.

It’s changed, it’s become…well, it’s not as good as it is.”

Feng Qinglang smiled and said: "Don't I still want to be your confidante?"

Nan Xinghun couldn't help but laugh and said: "That should be a strategy from their family. She herself doesn't hate me now, so it's good that she doesn't want to be a confidante."

After saying this, she was also tinged with the melancholy of the sunset. Feng Qinglang couldn't help but turn his head and glance at her. That handsome profile was looking at the petals in his hand intently, not knowing what he was thinking. What if she

After resuming women's clothing, she must be really a stunning beauty...

It's a pity that under the pressure of her family, she can only pretend to be a man in order to inherit the property. In the past, no matter if any woman was attached to her, she could only stay away from her. Even in the future, she can only find an ordinary woman, pretend to be married, and then find another

A newborn baby, acting as her own child, and then inheriting the Nan family, is this her future destiny...

The sunset is getting darker and darker, with a sad undertone.

Nan Xinghun also slid the petals back into the water, stood up and stretched: "Let's go into the town, I'm hungry! I'll treat you to a nice meal tonight, Master, I'm in a good mood today!"

Because it was close to the day for the entrance examination of Mingguang Academy, there were quite a few foreign candidates in Luoxia Town. This made Feng Qinglang, a person who had spent a long time in a bloody environment, a little bit nervous.

He is not used to it, because it has been a long, long time since he has faced so many youthful faces at the same time. It seems that he has returned to those lush years again...

Riding a horse into the narrow main road of Luoxia Town, the crowded flow of people will make you wonder whether you have arrived in a big city. Only the merchants in Luoxia Town are smiling. The prosperity during this period is their annual prosperity.

peak season.

In fact, just by looking at your outfit, you can roughly judge the probability of whether you can enter Mingguang University. After all, in any era and under any circumstances, sponsored students will occupy a certain proportion of a school. As for the proportion, it depends on

It depends on the general environment, but also the school’s teaching staff, sense of social responsibility, future expectations, etc.

Mingguang Academy has declined, but after all, it was once a famous school for thousands of years, so the proportion of their sponsored students every year is very erratic. Maybe it was very high in the past few years, and the financial problems have been buffered, but there are no figures who can further influence the St. Mark Continent.

If the ratio drops, then in the next few years, the ratio may drop significantly again, hoping to recruit more talents.

In any case, the three of them look like Feng Qinglang, their faces are dusty, their horses are thin, and their clothes are thin. Unless they are really capable, it won’t be long before we see them here again!

If you fail the exam, of course you have to pass by here on your way back...

This was what the owner of the tavern had in mind when he welcomed Feng Qinglang and the three of them in with a smile.

Like the man in the middle of the tavern, the imposing and well-dressed young man in the tavern. Although I don't know how far he can go in the future, it is certain that he can enter the Mingguang. Even if he fails to pass the exam, he can become a sponsored student and enroll.

They and they are destined to be people in two worlds.

When the tavern owner was feeling this way, the young man stood up and said with a hearty laugh: "Xinghun, I finally expected you to come!"

There was no need for him to lead the table. People who thought they were from two worlds suddenly walked together, and the tavern owner quickly stood aside knowingly.

Seeing the young master stand up, everyone at the table with him also stood up to welcome Nan Xinghun and the others.

Nan Yong introduced to Feng Qinglang in a low voice: "That's Situ Weiyang, the heir to the Situ family. Hey, that family used to be a vassal family of our Nan family."

Seeing the courtesy from the other party, Nan Yong's voice naturally became a little more excited.

Situ Weiyang has a dignified appearance and regular facial features. In Feng Qinglang's opinion, it is a pity that the circles under his eyes are a bit dark, perhaps due to lack of sleep or excessive drinking...

Faced with Situ Weiyang striding forward to greet him, and opening his hands for a hug as the closest brother, Nan Xinghun hurriedly raised his hands and said: "Weiyang, long time no see! By the way, why did you come so fast?"

Situ Weiyang didn't seem to take it seriously. He patted Xinghun's shoulder hard to show his affection, and pulled him to his seat: "I was delayed by something a few days ago, so I couldn't get to Ruifeng Rendezvous as soon as possible, but from now on

After Ruifeng received the message, we immediately rushed on our way and we must wait for you before you arrive at Luoxia Town!"

This man speaks in a loud voice and seems carefree, making him easy to like.

Nan Yong couldn't help but comment in a low voice to Feng Qinglang: "That's pretty much it. There's no reason to keep our young master waiting for you."

Nan Xinghun was pulled into a seat by Situ Weiyang, but saw that the table was already full, and there were no seats left for Feng Qinglang and Nan Yong. Just as he was about to speak out, Situ Weiyang said: "Xinghun, I have reserved this place for you.

The retinue went to sit in the corner over there."

Nan Xinghun couldn't help but feel embarrassed. After all, he had been on the same road through thick and thin, and there was no distinction between master and servant. Especially Feng Qinglang, it was difficult to treat him as a follower regardless of his conversation, behavior or ability.

Situ Weiyang immediately understood and said quickly: "Hey, everyone, please sit further apart and squeeze in."

The other young masters who were sitting at the table were a little unhappy, and their attendants all sat next to them. This newcomer, with his two unspectacular attendants, sat directly at the table with me.

Nan Yong was about to refuse, but Feng Qinglang sat down next to Nan Xinghun. Nan Yong had no choice but to sit in the squeezed space with a grimace.

"Come, come, come, Xinghun, let me introduce to you my good friends. They are all first-class young talents!"

Of course, the next step is the time to introduce each other, such-and-such a son from a certain family, such-and-such a young master from a certain army, etc., and then the name of each other has been admired for a long time. In fact, I just heard this name...

After going around, Feng Qinglang didn't remember a single name, but he ate a lot of food. Nan Yong kept kicking Feng Qinglang gently under the table to remind him if it was a bit too much, but he didn't dare to use too much force.

A few days ago, he had also seen Feng Qinglang's ferocious force, and he was a fierce person who could knock down the Lan family's nursing home with just one slap.

Regarding this wretched fat man, the young masters had no choice but to pinch their noses and choose to ignore it. Nan Xinghun also seemed to turn a blind eye to the actions of this "subordinate". She walked around and drank several glasses of wine. She had a pretty face.

With a bit of blush, she said cheerfully: "If you are lucky enough to enroll in Mingguang, I will have to rely on you to take care of me in the future."

This naturally aroused another response. Situ Weiyang was already a little drunk, so he used it to build up his image: "I tell you guys, when we enter Mingguang in the future, we have to let go of our status as young masters from a wealthy family and blend in with the public. Only in this way can we truly

Grow up."

Everyone agreed again, and Situ Weiyang even talked enthusiastically about the benefits of a rich young man pretending to be a commoner, and how to stand out if he did not blend in with the people. He was drunk, and even talked about the rich young man pretending to be a commoner and seducing a beautiful commoner lady. The truth

On the day of the big day, the young lady burst into tears of surprise, the young lady smiled reservedly, and everyone burst into knowing laughter.

On the contrary, Nan Xinghun, who usually loved all kinds of fantasies, frowned slightly on this topic.

At this time, a commoner woman led a horse and walked by outside the door. She was walking alone. It seemed that she was a girl from a poor family who came to Mingguang to study alone.

Although the woman was not dressed in any way, her appearance was surprisingly beautiful when viewed from the side. Even Feng Qinglang couldn't help but watch her pass by, let alone Situ Weiyang who was facing the gate.

Mr. Situ, who just now had been preaching never to show off his identity as a rich young master, immediately turned around, quickly wrote a note, handed it to the attendants at the table behind him, and whispered: "Hurry up and catch up with the girl who just passed by.

, yes, it’s the one in gray, give this note to him.”

Everyone was toasting and not many people paid attention to him, but Feng Qinglang glanced at the note and almost laughed.

The note read very concisely and clearly:

I am the eldest son of the Situ family, the kind who is very rich and powerful.

At the third watch tonight, we will gather together at the town gate to enjoy the bright moon. See you there!

Nan Xinghun also looked at it curiously. She took a sip of wine and squirted out. Young Master Situ was embarrassed and explained in a low voice: "Xinghun, I think she is a woman from a foreign land. She must have a poor life experience. Since we are both

I’m preparing to enroll in Mingguang University, so I’m just going to give her some advice, so don’t get it wrong.”

Although the logic was illogical, his tone was unusually serious and thoughtful.

Nan Xinghun could only nod in agreement with an extremely serious expression.

Fortunately, the conversation at the table had just turned to another direction, so no one paid attention to their episode.

"...According to me, the most sensational news during this period is the destruction of the Poison Dragon Legion."

"Then how many people will be needed to destroy them? I heard that the founder, Du Long, is a real martial artist."

"But, they were indeed wiped out! Ruifeng Principality held its nose and issued a notice claiming that the cancer was eliminated. Haha, everyone knows that Poison Dragon is just their executioner."

"Could it be some kind of magical beast, such as a gold-level magical beast, a fire-breathing flying dragon or something, that accidentally got into the poisonous dragon, and was accidentally destroyed by them?"

"It seems to me that the people nearby saw the fire in that area that night. Well, it is rumored that the flying dragon was female..."
Chapter completed!