Black Belly Summoner: Strong on the Evil Emperor

Finally back in Kyoto!

When the three of them appeared at the gate of the city, they stopped at the same time, took a deep breath, and creaked with a smile, "Lady, let's come back!"

"Yeah, I'm back!"

"It feels like more than two and a half months!"

"I think so!"

"Poor people, don't think like me."

"So what's the matter? Do you want to beat me?" Wen Qing countered.

The fat man narrowed his eyes slightly, "Don't think that you will be embarrassed now that your cultivation base is higher than mine, huh, if I go to Zifeng—" The fat man wanted to get angry with Wenqing, but he stopped immediately. She also looked at Wen Qing's face cautiously.

There was nothing wrong with Wen Qing's face, but he didn't speak either.

Back in Kyoto, Wen Qing was actually even more sad.

He will also be separated from Nalan Zhenyue.

I won't bicker with the fat man in the future.

They are going to Zifeng Academy.

Nalan Zhenyue glanced at Wen Qing, "Let's go, let's go back."

"Go over and have a look, someone else failed the challenge, hey!"

"Really? Failed again, hey, don't we have any young geniuses in Kyoto to defeat them?"

"You're still talking about a genius. Yesterday, an elder from the Nan family even made a move, and even lost in their challenge!"

"what?"

Nalan Zhenyue and Fatty Wenqing were about to go back to their homes, but they stopped when they heard the discussions from the people around them.

"What's going on? What happened?" Wen Qing walked over and asked.

"A few people came to our capital a few days ago. I don't know where they came from. They set up the ring and said that they wanted to challenge the genius of our Baili Kingdom. They were very disrespectful and said some very unpleasant things. But they shouldn't dream of entering Zifeng Academy, anyway, the arena has been set up for several days, but..."

"All of us who went up to challenge have lost!" The man who spoke shook his head fiercely, a bit unwilling.

Nalan Zhenyue raised her eyebrows slightly.

The fat man asked: "Could it be that the fifty people who won the qualification this time all lost?"

The person who spoke didn't look at the fat man, but just shook his head, "Some people from the four major families went up, but they all lost."

"Where's Jiang Wei? Where's the twins? Where's Guo Zheng?"

"Jiang Wei went up and lost. The twins didn't go up. The Guo family Guo Zheng went up and lost."

"..."

"Where's Nan Sheng?"

The man shook his head again.

"Nan Sheng also lost?" The fat man was surprised.

"Nan Sheng didn't go up. He was ill. I heard that he had a serious illness."

"Sick at this time?"

"No, it started a long time ago. I heard that people from the Nan family are dying of anxiety."

"All right!"

"Let's go and have a look!" Nalan Zhenyue said.

Fatty and Wenqing both nodded.

The man was about to say something, but suddenly he looked up at Fatty and the others.

Suddenly, he was taken aback again, nodded at the person beside him, and said, "They were the ones talking just now, right?"

"You are stupid, of course they are, let's go too!"

"its not right!"

"What's wrong?"

"what?"

"What are you, you scared me!"

"Was it the third prince just now?"

This person also let out an ah, and then said in surprise: "It seems to be..."

Two people, you look at me, I look at you, and you both see shock from the bottom of each other's eyes.

It seems that the Third Prince has turned into coal!