Feng Qinglang's proud smile disappeared, and Beatrice quickly added with a smile: "However, I almost became a professional, so I can feel the breath of multiple laws from it. The best thing is that the original picture

The structure has not been changed at all, and even I, the original author, cannot tell that you have added a few strokes."

Nan Xinghun on the other side was still staring at the cliff in a daze, but Nan Yong beside her came over and whispered: "Qinglang, please help me see if I can be saved?"

With that said, he handed over his half-finished copy.

Nan Yong added with a grimace: "Well, I've tried my best. I only made a sketch. I don't dare to write anymore. I'm worried that if I scribble again, I won't even be able to express my original intention."

Feng Qinglang smiled and encouraged: "It's good. You do have potential in the laws of wood and earth. But I'm worried that the examiners can't understand it. Can I help you add some content?"

"Of course, please!" Nan Yong was overjoyed and quickly handed over his pen.

Nan Yong's situation in this painting is completely different from Beatrice's situation. Feng Qinglang added a lot of strokes this time, but it was done in one go, completely according to Nan Yong's original idea. Nan Yong on the side was stunned and murmured.

He murmured: "Qinglang, you are so amazing. You completely painted what I wanted, but if I were to paint it myself, I don't know how many years or months I would be able to draw it like this."

Beatrice on the side couldn't help but praise: "A completely different way of thinking... Qinglang, it turns out you are really a genius in magic patterns!"

Feng Qinglang was very reserved and did not respond, but her face was undisguised, with a smile that had nothing to do with modesty.

The Situ family attendant who was sitting closest to them had a sad face as if his family had just been destroyed. After hearing Qinglang and their conversation, and then looking at the copy drawing in Nan Yong's hand, he didn't care that he was a member of the Situ camp and was also crowded.

He came over with a smile and said: "Qinglang... Young Master, can you take a look at this picture of mine?"

He thought that if he wanted to ask someone, of course he should use the title of honor as much as possible. After some hesitation, he even used the title of young master.

Feng Qinglang took over the person's copying drawing, and couldn't help but twitching at the corner of his mouth. The person was too impatient when he started writing, and the whole structure was messed up. The most terrible thing was that he himself saw it later, tried hard to remedy it, and took over the drawing.

The painting becomes more messy, with too many strokes, but it is a completely real mess.

The man said anxiously: "Master Qinglang, can I still be saved?"

This pitiful look is like a patient seeking medical treatment, waiting for the doctor's verdict whether he has a terminal illness.

The curvature of Feng Qinglang's mouth was completely released: "Ha, it's not easy to be able to draw like this. You are a resonance person of the law of metal, right?"

The man nodded quickly. Feng Qinglang took the pen from his hand and continued to scribble on the mess. The man's face suddenly became extremely ugly, full of despair, but gradually, his eyes regained their vitality.

, and it’s getting brighter and brighter.

In the eyes of Beatrice and Nan Yong, this is a completely different picture, not even remotely similar to the magic pattern on the cliff.

But when Feng Qinglang handed the copying picture back to the man, he nodded repeatedly and thanked him: "Master Qinglang, you are so amazing! You are a genius, no, you are a genius among geniuses!"

This raised voice alarmed a small group of people around. Everyone in Situ's camp, including Situ Enquan, immediately noticed something from the ecstatic faces of their companions. There was a real magic pattern expert in their team, and he should be...

Feng Qinglang was a bit annoying at first.

These one-sided negative views in the past could not stop their enthusiasm to pass the exam, so everyone gathered around Feng Qinglang, shouting "young master" and "adult" incessantly, Feng Qinglang didn't care, it was just a matter of a few strokes.

, and satisfy them one by one.

Young Master Situ Weiyang naturally saw it too. He almost knelt down when he saw all his subordinates thanking him one after another. His mind was full of bitterness. If he hadn't boasted that he was an expert and powerful person before, he would have been shameless to ask for help now.

Already.

Only Nan Xinghun was unmoved, still looking at the cliff in a daze, holding a piece of white paper in his hand, still untouched.

In fact, not everyone is satisfied with the copying and modification of the magic pattern diagram. Just like Situ Enquan, he always feels that his picture looks weird and has his own meaning, but it seems that he does not fully want to express this.

intention.

But everyone else said that Feng Qinglang could fully express their intentions, and Situ Enquan had no choice but to thank him and had nothing to say.

It was past noon, and the sun gradually moved to the other side of the cliff. The shadows under the cliffs brought people a rare coolness. But at this time, the students in the crowd wearing Mingguang Academy uniforms stood up one after another and walked out of the shadows.

Walk far away.

Feng Qinglang's heart moved and she turned her attention to them, and happened to hear the conversation between two Mingguang officers nearby.

"Do you want to remind them?"

"Forget it, this is their entrance exam. If the examiners of the academy find out, they will say we are troublesome..."

"Forget it, this can be considered a part of the assessment."

"Hey, we suffered losses back then, now it's their turn..."

"..."

The sound was very weak, but it could not escape Feng Qinglang's ears. He thought to himself, could there be something strange here?

At this time, he saw that Nan Xinghun's pen suddenly moved and began to scribble on the white paper that belonged to her, but the writing was very slow. Even Nan Xinghun was not looking at the white paper, but his eyes still stayed on the cliff.

Just the pen in my hand began to draw slowly.

Feng Qinglang had no choice but to say to Nan Yong and Beatrice: "Have you seen those guys wearing Mingguang Academy uniforms? Follow them over there. Well, yes, it is exposed to the sun, but they passed by

, I think you should go there too."

Nan Yong asked doubtfully: "What about you?"

"Xinghun has just started painting, I'll stay with her for a while. You guys go over first..." Feng Qinglang saw Nan Yong's expression of hesitation and said, "What are you afraid of? I'm here!"

After Feng Qinglang's reminder, Nan Yong got the support of Situ Enquan as soon as he made the proposal. So, at Feng Qinglang's insistence, only he and Nan Xinghun were left for the time being.

Young Master Situ Weiyang also wanted to show his courage and wanted to stay with him, but he didn't know what Situ Enquan said in his ear. In the end, he went as he was told. Probably, the probability of passing the entrance examination is already very high now. Situ Enquan said something in his ear.

The eldest young master does not want to suddenly change from a formal student to a sponsored student.

They were not the only ones who noticed something strange in the crowd. Many candidates with keen observation also moved with them. Half of the people in the originally densely populated area were gone in the blink of an eye. Perhaps this was a small way for the academy to test the candidates' observation ability.

The link.

When among the remaining people, some belatedly realized that something was wrong, the crisis had already arrived. A huge sound of "papa" came from the direction behind the cliff, and it was unknown what kind of vicious birds were flapping collectively.

Wings can create such momentum.

When the people in the shadow raised their heads and were about to retreat hastily, those ferocious birds came surprisingly fast. In the first moment, you heard the flapping of wings. In this moment, a large number of giant vultures flew out from behind the cliff.

, swooping down directly towards this shadow area.

The ground suddenly resounded with exclamations. The people still in the shadows were all horrified, while the candidates who had already run outside with the academy students were not only horrified, but also happy.

These giant vultures did not intentionally attack humans. They just stopped at places they were familiar with. Of course, if there were already people at this location, they would not mind flapping their giant wings and flying these humans away. Of course, these
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