Bamboo horse is king

Chapter 366 The girl is pregnant with spring

Shen Jue'er stood up, smiling brows and eyes, "Return to Master, disciple Yun Jue!"

Looking at her pure smile, Yunxiu seemed a little dazed, and unexpectedly remembered the person in his memory, his sister, Yunchu!
A trace of sadness flashed across Yunxiu's eyes. The death of Yunchu has always been an eternal pain in his heart.

His lovely and kind-hearted younger sister had only been married to the Shen family for more than a year before she passed away.

Yun Jue, Shen Jue'er... Really?
Yunxiu restrained his leaked emotions, smiled lovingly at Shen Jue'er, and looked at Rui'er in her arms, "What's the child's name?"

"His name is Rui'er!"

Yunxiu nodded approvingly, "Wisdom, intelligence, mastery, good name!"

"You haven't practiced mystical arts before, and you are bringing your children with you. Don't participate in the martial arts competition after a while!"

Yunxiu's tone was concerned, which was completely the attitude of an elder towards a younger generation.

The disciples of the Junior Academy felt weird. The Master Yunxiu they knew was always strict and unsmiling, but today he actually smiled, and smiled so kindly.

Could it be because Yun Jue is also surnamed Yun?

They didn't think that Shen Jue'er and Yun Xiu knew each other. Firstly, Yun Xiu asked Shen Jue'er's name, and secondly, Shen Jue'er was dressed "poorly", which was far from aristocratic.

Shen Xiyue glanced at Yun Xiu strangely, then withdrew her gaze, and continued to read with her head down.

Yunxiu didn't ask any more questions, and looked into the distance with deep eyes.

Not long after, the disciples from the Intermediate Academy arrived. Judging by the number of people, there were less than a hundred of them.

The expression on everyone's face is very serious, and the aura on their bodies is exposed. They are considered strong, but they are not absolutely strong. They can't restrain their coercion freely, and the strong can easily see through their cultivation.

The last ones to arrive were the disciples of the High Academy, only about 50 of them.

Everyone has the nobility and arrogance of a superior person. The expressions on their faces are cold and indifferent. They don't look arrogant or impetuous, but in their eyes, there is inadvertently the arrogance of the strong who look down on all beings.

Most of them were of noble blood, among which the children of the five major families accounted for nearly half.

With their arrival, the disciples of the intermediate and junior colleges are naturally at a disadvantage, and inexplicably feel a sense of inferiority.

Shen Jue'er had a panoramic view of everyone's reactions, squinted her eyes slightly, and looked towards the high-level courtyard. One of the beauties could be called a star-studded moon, and the men next to her rushed to invite her to take a seat.

Shen Qingcheng, as his name suggests, has a beautiful appearance, outstanding talent, superb mystical skills, and stands out among the Shen family's peers. Like Shen Tianhong, the young master of the Shen family, he is a genius of the Shen family.

Whether in the Shen family or in the entire Chaoyang country, Shen Qingcheng has a detached status and is admired by others.

Of course, these are all superficial, behind the scenes...

There was a sneer in Shen Jue'er's eyes, she looked away, looked at Shen Xiyue who was still reading with her head down, and pretended to be curious, "What are you looking at?"

Shen Xiyue suddenly closed the book, sullenly, and said calmly, "It's nothing!"

Shen Jue'er raised her eyebrows, unexpectedly, took the book away from her hand, opened it and read two pages casually, then solemnly returned it to Shen Xiyue.

"Keep watching, I won't laugh at you!"

I can't tell that Miss Shen Qi, who is indifferent on the surface, actually likes to read those love stories about idiots and resentment.

Sure enough, the girl Huaichun...

Shen Xiyue glanced at Shen Jue'er, and really opened the book, reading it with gusto, of course, if one ignores the look in her eyes, the expression on her face is still indifferent.

Typical prudence!

(End of this chapter)