Chapter 470 Qingtian Academy
On the street, a carriage was briskly driving.

After leaving the city gate, Murong Ziyue gave a soft cry, and the horse stopped.

"Hey, Ziyue (sister) is doing well."

As soon as the carriage came to a stop, Xin Lin and little Xin Zhuo poked their heads out and looked at Murong Ziyue with expressions of admiration.

When Murong Ziyue saw the two of them, she smiled, breaking the frost on her face.

She motioned for the two to sit down and continue driving the carriage.

Qingtian Academy was built just outside Zixiao City, and they had been in a commotion on the street just now, and they were delayed for some time, so they had to rush there as soon as possible.

"You are so courageous, you dare to offend even the people of Xuantianzong."

Murong Ziyue gave Xin Lin a half-smile and a half-smile.

Sikong Ran is indeed number one, not only because of his performance at the Yingchu Conference, but also because of his words and deeds just now.

A person with talent is not terrible.

The scary thing is that besides talent, there is also the city.

Sikong Ran undoubtedly has both.

That stupid woman named Bai You thought she had found a good husband, but in reality, how could a person like Si Kong Ran be satisfied with a little Xuantianzong.

"Ziyue, you've misunderstood me, the carriage is going well on the road, if it weren't for Sikong Ran's great charm, we wouldn't be stuck in the middle of the road."

Xin Lin said disapprovingly.

"Have you ever had a feud with Sikong Ran?"

Murong Ziyue squinted at Xin Lin.

She has not known Xin Lin for a long time, but she has some understanding of Xin Lin's character.

Xin Lin is not very old, but she is very cautious in doing things, as can be seen from her performance in the Zixiao Palace examination earlier.

"Tearing up the marriage contract, cheating on my family heirloom, making my mother mad with takeaways, and selling me into a brothel, if these count as festivals, then they are."

Xin Lin wrote lightly.

The carriage jolted slightly, and Murong Ziyue turned her head to look at Xin Lin, with a bit of contempt in her eyes.

"You used to be pretty stupid."

Murong Ziyue glanced at Xin Lin suspiciously.

"Forehead……"

Xin Lin was speechless.

"If it was me, I would have slashed him with one knife, and then slashed that woman with one knife."

Murong Ziyue's next words made Xin Lin burst out laughing.

This style of doing things is really Murong Ziyue!

Some revealing of their hearts made the relationship between the two women a lot closer.

After driving for about a quarter of an hour, the official road came to an end. At the end of the official road, there was a valley. In the valley, there were ravines, small bridges, quiet forests, and pavilions with glazed jade tiles. , here is the famous Qingtian Academy in Longteng Kingdom.

Today is the entrance day of Qingtian Academy, and this year's freshmen must arrive before evening.

At the gate of the academy, many carriages and horses had already parked.

Excluding Xin Lin, Murong Ziyue, and Xiao Xin Zhuo, who were directly enrolled in the palace examination, Qingtian Academy also enrolled about a hundred new students this year.

Most of these freshmen are basalt practitioners from various places in the Soaring Dragon. They are either talented or have extraordinary family backgrounds. Once they enter Qingtian Academy, it is a brand new life journey for them.

As soon as many freshmen arrived, they were shocked by the posture in front of them.

After noon, many supervisors and old students were already waiting outside Qingtian Academy.

These people, of course, did not come to greet Xin Lin and the others.

They were waiting here for Long Qingchen, Sikong Ran and others.

So when the unremarkable carriage of Xin Lin and Murong Ziyue stopped, no one noticed them at all.

(End of this chapter)

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