The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

The most outstanding students from various colleges and universities in the Xuantian Continent gathered in the square. They not only fought for the reputation of the colleges, but also a good opportunity to make a name for themselves.

Various competitions have been launched in each arena, and the competition is extremely fierce, and everyone is excited to see it.

Looking at this extremely lively scene, Qiutong smiled wryly, this place never belonged to her.

"Qiu Tong, Qiu Tong, why are you in a daze?" Lin Lin twitched at her, Qiu Tong was out of control, she was also very sad, Qiu Tong wanted to leave.

"It's nothing, Linlin, just wait for me here for a while." After speaking, Qiutong walked through the crowd and walked away quickly, and she saw a familiar figure.

The young man was dressed in purple clothes. He was about 14 years old. His skin was fairer than that of a woman. His narrow and long eyes were like crescent moons. The corners of his eyes always showed a hint of enchantment, charming but still heroic. His lips were clearly lined and bright red like blood. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Qingjun, long time no see." Qiutong's almond eyes narrowed slightly. It is undeniable that Qingjun is extremely beautiful. After two years, it is even more surprising.

Qingjun's beauty is enchanting, seemingly without losing the innocence of youth, which is different from Wuxin's desolate beauty like snow lotus.

Although Qingjun and the master are five points similar, but the breath is completely different, the master is glamorous, mysterious, especially the red lips, which are shocking and extremely beautiful.

"Qiu Tong, long time no see." Qing Jun rolled his eyes, and a look of inquiry flashed across his eyes.

Unintentionally went to Qianyan College back then, didn't Qiutong stay in the fortress?It's weird to be here blatantly now.

"It's been about two years, Qingjun, you really surprised me." Qiutong smiled casually.

"Hehe, thank you for your praise. Qiutong, you are here and I am surprised. Why are you here?"

"This, I'm sorry I can't tell you, maybe you will know."

"Oh, how do you say that?" Qing Jun raised his eyebrows, and the suspicion in his eyes became even more serious.

"Guess for yourself, I'll leave first." Qiu Tong said, she had already seen him, and she should go back to the fortress.

"Qiutong, wait a moment, it's rare to meet each other, so you don't have to leave in such a hurry." Qingjun stopped Qiutong with a flash.

When we met for the first time, Qiutong could look down on him, but now he is half a head taller than Qiutong.

"What else is there?" Qiu Tong raised her eyebrows, feeling a little displeased.

"Qiu Tong, aren't you here to compete?" Qing Jun bent his lips and asked with a smile.

"I don't have to play, I'm here to watch the fun, do you believe it?" Qiutong knew in her heart that Qingjun wanted to inquire.

"Believe it, why don't you believe it, but why don't you see my sister?" Qing Jun looked at Qiu Tong, as if trying to see the answer from her expression.

"Hehe, the master wants to see you, so you will see it naturally, but the master doesn't want to see you, so it's useless for you to inquire about it." Qiutong chuckled twice, and then left.

Qingjun's smile subsided, his eyes sank, and he said to the maid behind him: "Immediately go and find out why Qiutong appeared here."

The maid hesitated for a moment, then said in embarrassment: "Young master, there may be something wrong with this."

Miss Qiutong is someone close to the Lord, how dare they investigate.

"What's wrong?" Qing Jun asked with a half-smile, the cold light in his eyes made the maids tremble.

"Yes, young master, I will go now." The maid was startled, two years later, the young master is not what it used to be, and his cultivation and methods are even more astonishing.