When he heard this voice, he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

This voice was extremely familiar to him, but he just couldn't remember when he heard it.

moment.

An old figure walked through the void, step by step, towards the city wall.

The old man was wearing a Chinese tunic suit and holding a dragon-headed cane in his hand.

He held his other hand behind his back, walking slowly like a rickety old man.

All the teachers and students of Qianlong Academy were overjoyed the moment they saw the old man.

"Mr. Xuan!"

They obviously did not expect that Mr. Xuan would walk out at this time.

"But didn't Mr. Xuan lose all his cultivation back then?"

Someone said doubtfully.

At this time, Mr. Xuan had already walked outside the city wall.

He looked around and smiled.

"It's been a long time since I went to the battlefield, but it's still as lively as ever!"

After the words fell, Mr. Xuan's figure straightened up, with a smile on his lips.

"Formal introduction, Qianlong Academy Twelve Sequences"
Chapter completed!