Chapter 595: The Seventh Style of the Slap in the Face (2)

"Tomorrow, let Fan Jin call Er Qiao and the others. If you have anything you don't understand, just ask them." Jun Wuxie poured himself a cup of tea.

"Are you talking about Ruilin Army?" Fan Zhuo raised his eyebrows slightly. He had been asking about the relationship between Ruilin Army and Jun Wuxie before, but this little guy was too lazy and didn't want to waste his words at all.

Jun Wuxie nodded.

Fan Zhuo looked at Jun Wuxie and thoughtfully said, "The Ruilin Army will be coming tomorrow, right?"

"Yes." Jun Wuxie nodded.

Fan Zhuo's lips raised slightly. The Ruilin Army was coming tomorrow, but Jun Wuxie was leaving temporarily. The reason for this is something that makes people think about.

However, Jun Wuxie had no intention of explaining in detail with Fan Zhuo, but just said a few words and left.

The journey from Qi State to Fenghua Academy is not too far, and there is only one big road to come.

Longqi led a team of Ruilin Army soldiers to walk through the road in a mighty manner. The silver-armored iron horse was murderous, making the passers-by around retreat.

"Boss, is the young lady really at Fenghua Academy?" He spoke with anticipation after a soldier following Longqi.

Ryuki glanced at him, his eyes deep.

"Miss's business is not something we can talk about."

The soldier shrank his neck and nodded repeatedly, but there was still a sense of expectation in his eyes.

Walking through the avenue, the Ruilin Army team entered a quiet path, winding path, and only three horses were allowed to walk side by side. The road was lush with trees on both sides, because it was dusk, there were not many people on the road.

Suddenly, a figure appeared on the path. From a distance, the figure was against the glory of the dusk and could not see clearly. The dusk light blew a golden halo around the man.

Longqi frowned, raised his hand and made a gesture, and Rui Linjun behind him immediately became alert.

However, when Ryuki led the team to move forward and approached the figure, he suddenly jumped down from the horse and knelt on one knee cleanly!

"Miss!"

...

After a day in Fenghua College, the storm at Yuling Branch finally faded slightly, but the sensation had not completely disappeared, and another explosive news spread throughout the college.

In front of the gate of Fenghua Academy, hundreds of soldiers wearing silver armor and riding iron armored horses blocked the entire gate. The men on the tall horses were all tall and majestic, with a strong face as strong as iron, and their bodies were full of murderous aura. The determined aura made the disciples gathered in front of the gate of Fenghua Academy not dare to take a step forward.

However, among such a group of soldiers full of murderous aura, there was a special figure.

He was wearing simple white clothes and a delicate figure sitting on the horse. His beautiful face made him stunned the disciples who came to Fenghua Academy to watch.

There are many beautiful girls in Fenghua Academy, but none of them can match the girl on the horse.

The girl in white is not old, but her aura makes people wonder and dare not show any blasphemy eyes. There is no expression on her cold face, and the clear eyes only have a hint of coldness. She crosses everyone and looks at anyone without a moment.

Indifferent and shocking.

"Who are they?" a young man murmured in a low voice.
Chapter completed!