"Mengmeng, it's not that we're pedantic, but you don't know a lot of things, Your Highness, it's not that he discriminates against warlocks to prevent you from choosing warlocks, but because the road of warlocks is very complicated, and ordinary people can't walk." The middle-aged female man looked at the girl helplessly.

"Liar, Shen Yanxiao is a warlock, she is three years younger than me, she can do anything, I can't!"

The middle-aged man frowned slightly, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Don't mention her again, Your Highness is already preparing to go to the barren land to see her, do you think a warlock is so good?" You children, you don't know what is going on inside, and if you don't know the inside story, I'm afraid that after you become a warlock, you won't even know how you died. ”

The girl was stunned for a moment, and after hearing the middle-aged man's words, she was surprised: "You mean... His Royal Highness is going to see Shen Yanxiao in the barren land? Your Highness, he... He shouldn't ......?"

"Don't think about it, Your Highness won't hurt her." The middle-aged man said.

The girl breathed a sigh of relief, that Shen Yanxiao, who had never been masked, was her idol! Daring to appear in the House Tournament as a Warlock in the eyes of the world, and defeating all her opponents to win the House Tournament, such a brilliant achievement made her admire.

"That uncle, if you don't tell Your Highness, can you let me go with me..."The girl's eyes sparkled, she had long wanted the true face of her idol!

"Want to go?"

The girl nodded like garlic, and almost carved the words "I want to go" on the door of her head.

"Okay, Your Highness is going to leave in five days, you rush back now, maybe you still have time to discuss with him......" Before the middle-aged man's words were finished, the girl's figure was already a hundred steps away.

"Uncle, I'll go back first! Will you remember to help me pack my bags and see you again!!! The girl departed without looking back.

A middle-aged man with a sluggish face was left standing in the cold wind.

This kid is in a state of playing chicken blood all day long, who is it!

……

Shen Yanxiao spared the gate of the Warlock Branch and rushed in through the back wall, with her skills, no one could detect her movements even in broad daylight.

In the entire Yves Saint Laurent Academy, only Ouyang Huanyu was able to threaten her.

But Ouyang Huanyu only left the sun not long ago, and at his speed, he was afraid that he had not left the barren land yet, let alone returned to the Saint Laurent Academy.

Returning to the familiar Warlock Branch, looking at the grass and trees here, Shen Yanxiao felt a lot of emotion in his heart, if she wanted to say that the Saint Laurent Academy left her the most memories, it happened to be this dilapidated Warlock Branch.

Shen Yanxiao came to the Warlock Tower familiarly, although it was daytime, but the Warlock Tower was still a little dim, she stood at the entrance, looking at the familiar figure as in memory, sitting quietly at the table, buried in a pile of books, her eyes couldn't help but soften.

Slowing down, Shen Yanxiao walked into the Warlock Tower, and Yun Qi, who was mending the books, suddenly felt something, he raised his head hesitantly, and looked at the petite figure standing at the door.

With a hint of surprise on his loving face, looking at the unfamiliar face, Yun Qi called out a familiar name:

"Xiao Xiao?"

Shen Yanxiao tore off the mask of disguise on his face, and a sweet smile appeared on his delicate little face.

"Teacher, I'm back."