After the moon fell away, the open gatehouse outside a few cubicles slowly closed.

"What kind of person is Di Bu Lonely, this year of the academy, there are a lot of strange people."

Mu Xiangkui's good-looking fingers rubbed on the edge of the teacup, lifted, and elegantly put it on her plump cherry lips, and drank it slowly.

A hint of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

It's not because of the moon falling into the city, but because the emperor who suddenly appeared is not lonely.

The man's appearance was too much for him to feel desperate and stressed.

If Senior Sister Mu was interested in him, it would definitely not be as simple as Ouyang Thirteen!

"Looking at his dress and demeanor, I think he is also a member of the family. However, I have never seen it in Shangjing, and it is a small family around Shangjing. He pursed his lips with a sword.

He knows some of Mu Xiangkui's thoughts, and his senior sister is ambitious.

If the other party's family background is average, but you can't get into her eyes.

Mu Xiangkui's interest really decreased a lot, and he said lightly: "What about Ouyang Thirteen, but find out his origin?" ”

Di Bu is not alone, she is quite interested.

But he hasn't done anything yet, and he can keep it down, so keep an eye on it in the future. However, Ouyang Thirteen, who frequently makes trouble, may be able to bring her more fun.

Qi Yijian shook his head in shame and said: "That kid's information was sent directly to the mansion master, the situation in the East Mansion, Senior Sister Mu was a person from the East Mansion back then, and she knew some about it." We may still be able to intervene on the other side of the mansion master, but the east mansion lord ......"

Mu Xiangkui waved her hand, "Needless to say, I already understand what you mean." ”

After pondering for a moment, her eyes became brighter and brighter, "So, Ouyang Thirteen also has a big head." ”

"I can't see the origin, but it's also possible that the lord of the Dongfu Mansion really values his qualifications." A sword with a face full of jealousy.

can be valued by the lord of the mansion, and that kid will not come to the Holy Martial Academy in vain!

Don't look at what kind of Qingyun list he is the seventh on the Qingyun list, I'm afraid that on the side of the Xifu Mansion Lord, he just left the impression of a name.

If Lu Yu greeted him, the lord of Xifu didn't know who he was.

"Do you think he will be the Holy Son of Dongfu in the future?" Mu Xiangkui's words were amazing.

Qi Yijian was shocked, "Senior Sister Mu, isn't this enough?" There are so many people in the same class as us in Dongfu, how can it not be the turn of a new student! If this is the case, the entire Dongfu is afraid that it will be turned upside down. ”

Mu Xiangkui just said casually, which was not serious.

She added: "Even if he is not the Holy Son, do you think it is possible for him to enter the Qingyun List like you, and even more, enter the Immortal List?" ”

The Qingyun List is only a competition list for geniuses in the Inner Court, while the competition on the Immortal List includes the Holy Sons and Holy Maidens of the Four Mansions, as well as the old students of the senior brothers and sisters who have remained in the academy after the academic year.

With such a competitive and terrifying list, Mu Xiangkui actually mentioned the boy?

Qi Yijian said: "Senior Sister Mu, I'm afraid you think too much, even if he has a strong talent, he is only a freshman who has just entered the school, and there is only Huang Yuan." On the immortal list, the lowest cultivation is all green yuan. It's the next saint of Dongfu, who is burning seventeen, and I heard that she will break through the green yuan soon, so you may be able to try. ”

"Burning Seventeen?"

Mu Xiangkui hooked her lips, revealing a mocking look, "What kind of character is she, the next saint of Dongfu?" You sealed it, right? The lord of the mansion didn't say anything, whether she is a person like her who flatters and pretends to be pure everywhere is unknown! ”

Qi Yijian bowed his head slightly, not daring to talk.

The enmity between the saints of each province has spread to the next session.

He wouldn't dare get involved in such a woman's war.