The new seat was not bad. It was by the window. Outside was the sea of ​​clouds beyond the Luoyun Mountains. It was very suitable for guiding myself to lose focus during class. However, the seat next to me was vacant. I saw the girl sitting in front of me looking back at me, so I asked casually.

Said: "Whose seat is that?"

"Situ Weiyang, I'm on sick leave, but I heard that I'll be back soon."

Oh, it turns out to be Master Situ. It’s been such a long time...

In various basic theory classes, Feng Qinglang was distracted as expected, thinking about all the details of the meditation chapter. If the time and place were not suitable, he must have immediately entered a state of trance and entered cultivation.

When it was almost lunch break, there was suddenly a loud noise all around. Feng Qinglang raised her head and couldn't help but smile. She saw that the long-lost Master Situ was back. He was dressed in a black coat, which stood out in the white snowy world, and made him look very different.

His figure is extremely slender. Standing outside the door, he looks like a prince visiting his territory.

The followers following him were so small that they almost became a part of Bai Xue.

He was still as always, trying to make his voice more magnetic: "Sorry, teacher, I'm late."

The middle-aged teacher shrugged: "Situ, if you hadn't reported it, I would have thought the principal was patrolling the hall... Come in."

Amidst the roar of laughter, Situ Weiyang led the four subordinates in. Young Master Situ pouted in dissatisfaction, feeling that the effect of his appearance was greatly reduced because of this teacher's bad joke.

To Feng Qinglang's surprise, there was still Situ Enquan among the retinue, and she didn't know that this guy had used tricks to allow him to continue to stay in Master Situ's study team.

Naturally, there were friendly classmates who guided Situ to their seats amidst laughter. When Situ Weiyang discovered that his new deskmate was Feng Qinglang, the various demeanor that he was smiling at and nodding to Nan Xinghun and the surrounding classmates also froze for a moment.

.

It was the inconspicuous fat man in front of him who saved him. He once looked down on him, but now he has become a famous player in the qualifiers. He has even published a book and is regarded as the next Dongfang Pei.

The peerless magic pattern master...

Feng Qinglang couldn't help but smile and said: "Why, Master Situ, it seems that you are not happy to see me sitting at the same table... Well, welcome back."

Situ Weiyang smiled bitterly and replied: "Thank you, it's not that I'm unhappy, it's just a bit embarrassing and a bit sad.

Feng Qinglang was secretly lamenting that after this incident, Situ Weiyang became much more mature and magnanimous, but he continued to look around and said, "Huh? Why don't you see Beatrice?"

"She took leave because she had something to do at home."

"Oh, it's such a pity that she can't see me today... Well, what class are I taking, and what page is it on?"

"There should be nothing to regret... You have to ask someone else about the latter question, because I don't know either...

As the bell rang, it was lunch break time.

The Nan family and the Situ family naturally came together, and Situ Weiyang returned to his spirit of guiding the country. If everyone hadn't known that he went to recuperate, they would have thought that he had just returned from saving the world.

The most embarrassing person is Situ Enquan. He was originally a low-key existence, but now everyone knows that he has betrayed the master, and naturally there is a lot of contempt in the look on his face.

Nan Yong also joked: "Your Excellency Enquan, you can still come back. I always thought you would be imprisoned in the black water prison of your family?"

Situ Enquan hurriedly lowered his head to prevent others from seeing his current expression, and just said calmly: "I have indeed been locked up for a long time, which made me determined to change my past. Brother Nan Yong, please don't make fun of me anymore."

Nan Xinghun was also quite curious about this, but she didn't ask, and just expressed the same meaning with her eyes. Situ Weiyang could only say: "After all, we grew up together, and he also said that he was wrong, so let's let the matter go first."

Feng Qinglang praised: "I didn't expect that Young Master Situ also has a broad mind."

Situ Weiyang unceremoniously took it as a compliment and laughed: "Yes, I have always been so broad-minded."

While everyone was talking and laughing, they arrived at the downstairs of the complex, but a handsome man blocked their way.

This is definitely a man who makes an impression at first sight, not because of his extraordinarily dark pupils, nor because of his particularly delicate and pink-white skin, nor because of the gorgeous and exaggerated dress, but because

His posture.

He turned slightly sideways and stood facing them at a 45-degree angle. He raised his head slightly and looked at the sky. He didn't even look at them, but he accurately stood in front of them and asked coldly: "You are Feng Qinglang, right?"

Feng Qinglang asked doubtfully: "Who is this popular sir?"

The man said: "That's right, please come with me." After saying that, he continued to walk out with his head slightly raised.

Feng Qinglang felt secretly in her heart. She followed him, waved her hands to Nan Xinghun and the others and said, "There may be something going on. I'll go take a look. You guys go to eat first."

The man led Feng Qinglang around to the back of the complex. The sun at noon after the snow seemed particularly bright and dazzling, and the mountains and fields after the snow looked particularly clean and beautiful, like a fairy tale world.

If there wasn't such a weirdo standing next to me, it would definitely feel a lot better. Feng Qinglang smiled and said: "Now, can you tell me who you are?" He suddenly discovered an interesting place. Until now, that person has always been familiar with him at a glance.

Didn't look at myself.

The man said calmly: "My name is Yungaro, Beatrice's fiancé."

Feng Qinglang frowned slightly and said curiously: "I never heard Beatrice say that she has a fiancé."

"Whether she admits it or not, I do." The man named Yungaro said in a calm tone, but there was an indescribable air of pride in it.

Feng Qinglang nodded and said, "Well, what next?"

Yunjialuo still raised his head slightly, as if he could see a different scenery in the sea of ​​clouds. He paused and then said: "I heard that you and Beatrice are very close?"

Feng Qinglang said: "Well, we are good friends."

The haughtiest smile escaped from Yunjialuo's lips: "Are they just good friends? I'm here in person. I don't want to hear those vague answers. Tell me directly, do you like her?"

If he were an ordinary person, he might turn around and leave at this time, or simply say "None of your business", but Feng Qinglang thought about it seriously and said: "I have a slight liking for her, but if I don't settle, it doesn't mean I like her."

Yunjialuo also seemed to think about it very seriously, and then said: "If I suggest you to take back these good feelings, it is best not to like her, would you agree?" When these words came out, he looked down from head to toe.

Everywhere there is an air of arrogance and contempt for everything.

Feng Qinglang finally couldn't help laughing and said: "Are you trying to change a person's emotional trajectory?"

Yunjialuo said: "Yes, it's very barbaric, and I don't like me like this very much. Alas..." He was sighing, but he didn't look like he was sighing.

Feng Qinglang said: "If you ask your two bodyguards to stand behind you for this suggestion, will it be more convincing if you say it again?"

Yunjialuo said: "It makes sense, it doesn't hurt to come out and see him."

As soon as he finished speaking, two gray shadows appeared silently behind Yunjialuo. They were both strong men in the sky realm. If they ran anywhere, they would be famous figures. Now they just behave.

Standing behind Yungaro, acting as a competent servant.

Feng Qinglang also followed the other person's example, raised his head slightly, looked at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, and said leisurely: "Your Excellency Yunjialuo, if I say that I don't like your suggestion very much, what will you do?"

Yunjialuo rarely frowned, as if thinking about a difficult problem. After a while, he said: "I don't like to force others. If I can't force myself, then I have to pretend that the person doesn't exist."

With two goons in the firmament realm, if one person does not exist, then it is very likely that this person will really no longer exist.

"Feng Qinglang is the pride of our Mingguang. Mr. Yunjialuo, you want to ignore him and treat him as if he doesn't exist. Isn't that not good?" Jiang Shanyin, the current dean of Mingguang, said with a hearty smile. He didn't know when he would arrive.

But he stood silently beside Feng Qinglang, his position was very obvious. Jiangshan Yin did not release any law aura, but Feng Qinglang still noticed that the shoulders of Yunjialuo's two Sky Realm followers trembled at the same time, and they obviously didn't care.

Qing, when did Jiang Shan Yin arrive?

Yunjialuo finally turned around, led the two powerful men from the sky behind him, and bowed slightly to greet him: "I have met Senior Jiang Shanyin."

But after the ceremony, Yunjialuo returned to his original posture, continued to turn sideways, raised his head slightly, looked at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, and said calmly: "Senior Jiang Shanyin, I didn't expect what happened to us juniors.

I also want to alarm your old man."

Jiang Shanyin didn't care about Yunjialuo's arrogant behavior, and just said gently: "Hey, I was just walking by and heard you young people talking, so I couldn't help but interject."

He paused and continued: "Mingguang has not changed its rules for thousands of years and has never been open to the outside world. If Young Master Yunjialuo just comes in with two retinues for a visit, Mingguang welcomes it, but if Yunjialuo has anything else

Thoughts, then, I want to tell you, even if Mingguang has turned into a small pond, people will not jump around casually." At the end of these words, the gentle aura gradually dissipated, and naturally there was a sharp aura of iron and blood.

No one can underestimate Mingguang's thousand-year foundation. Yunjialuo's calm demeanor finally calmed down a little.

Feng Qinglang was certain in her heart, knowing that with her performance, she had finally gained Mingguang's recognition and attention. I heard that Jiang Shanyin always protected his shortcomings, so Yunjialuo might have to reconsider if he wanted to take action aggressively.

Yunjialuo thought silently for a while, and finally said: "Feng Qinglang, I heard that you are a magic pattern master? Are you also considered to be another Dongfang Pei in the future?"

Feng Qinglang said: "I don't take the last sentence seriously. However, I am indeed a magic pattern master." He added silently in his heart that even if he and Dongfang Pei were on a par with each other.
Chapter completed!