Black Belly Summoner: Strong on the Evil Emperor

What Nalan Zhenyue wanted to talk about was about Zifeng Academy, and Wen Qing also understood.

When it comes to this matter, his heart is more lost.

Wen Qing hopes that in the days to come, she can be by their side, but the reality is not always so satisfactory.

Before Nalan Zhenyue opened her mouth, she felt Wen Qing's loss, and she couldn't say what she wanted to say.

Just said: "Even if I'm not around, you can't relax."

"I see."

The two were silent for a while, and Wen Jing blinked aside.

At this moment, Fatty's voice suddenly sounded.

Huohuo came out, "Did I hear Fatty's voice?"

"I heard that too." Wen Qing said.

Just as he finished speaking, the figure of the fat man appeared in their sight.

There was great joy on that face, and the flesh on his body trembled even more.

The fat man changed into a rather fancy dress, and now he is running over, giving the impression that he is not a flower butterfly but a flower pig! ! !

Huo Huo couldn't help laughing.

Nalan Zhenyue also found it funny.

"Little Zhenyue, poor people, let me tell you some good news!"

"What good news is there for you to come here so excitedly?"

The fat man was out of breath, looked at Wen Qing and said, "Poor man, you should thank God and thank me!"

"Ok?"

Fatty laughed and trembled, "I tell you a piece of good news, this piece of good news——"

Fatty suddenly stopped talking.

The corner of Nalan Zhenyue's mouth twitched, and she punched him.

"Little Zhenyue, don't be so rude, okay?"

"If you don't say it again, do you believe it if I beat you into a skinny man?"

"I believe it, isn't it good?!" The fat man was very aggrieved, "My father said that Nan Sheng's illness at the Nan family seems to be very serious, and it seems that he will not be able to participate in the selection of Zifeng Academy , a vacant spot will be competed for.”

"Really?" Huohuo's eyes lit up.

"Why am I lying to you? Although Nan Sheng won't be able to go, he won't just give it to the children of the Nan family. He has to compete for one time. Anyway, whoever wins the last place will get it!"

"Great!"

"Yeah, it's really great!" Wen Qing was excited.

The fat man said again: "The people who will compete for the quota this time have been listed. Among them are Nan Mingyue and some children of the Nan family, as well as the Guo family and the Jiang family. Then I reported Wen Qing's name, and then Woolen cloth--"

"Then what?"

"Then just wait for the competition two days later, but I think Wen Qing, you are sure to win! So thank me! Hahaha!"

"Thank you, Fatty!"

Just when the fat man was proud, Wen Qing suddenly said sincerely.

The fat man was taken aback for a moment, and immediately felt a little embarrassed.

Nalan Zhenyue slapped Fatty on the shoulder, "Fatty, you did a good deed this time!"

"Of course! But, Xiao Zhenyue, can you be gentle!?"

"Okay!" Nalan Zhenyue said with a smile: "After the competition comes out in two days, I'll take you to a wild barbecue!"

"Barbecue?"

Huo Huo's eyes turned green when he heard about eating.

But when Wen Qing thought of the monster banquet that day, he felt a little sick.

The fat man also thought about it, and his face was not right.

"Don't worry, you will definitely be satisfied this time!" Nalan Zhenyue also knew what the two were thinking, and the smile on her face became even more joyful.