Martial Arts Peak

Chen Fan sat in Li's house for three days, but Li Yanran still had no message. He opened his eyes slowly from practice. He knew that he was afraid that he could not find each other.

"It seems that I underestimate you after all, but I don't know if you can have such good luck next time I meet you!"

Murmuring to himself, chen fan is ready to leave.

Now, Li Yanran's disappearance has little impact on him. If we can meet again in the future, it's not too late to kill him again.

After a day's journey, chen fan finally returned to xuanjing.

This time, he didn't stay much. The time agreed with Li Chengfeng was almost the same. It was also time for Royal College to report easily.

Chen fan is not clear about what the other party needs to do on his own, but if he wants to come to join the Royal College formally, Li Chengfeng will tell him.

Like the Imperial Palace, the Royal College is located in the east city, and is only a wall away from the palace courtyard.

After asking about the way, chen fan finally found the Admissions Office of Royal College, which is a building similar to Yamen.

Unlike tianwu college, who went to the cities to recruit students in person, Li Chengfeng seemed to advocate doing nothing, or being too lazy.

There are only a few deacons in the enrollment department, and there are not many people queuing up to sign up. There are only 45 people in front of Chen fan.

In fact, this is quite normal. Judging from the four words of Royal College, the number of students they enroll has been limited within a framework.

Most of them are the children of ministers in the imperial court, and there are also Royal people.

Therefore, few real ordinary people practice in the Royal College. Most of them originally gathered in tianwu.

If Wu is down and out today, it is estimated that the Royal College will be busy in the next large-scale enrollment.

Thinking of these miscellaneous things, I saw that the people in line to sign up for Chen fan, but at this time, there was an impolite voice behind him.

"I said that boy, get out of my way. Don't disturb me to sign up to see my idol."

The owner of the voice impolitely wants to push Chen Fan aside, but under the force chen fan does not move.

"Ouch, what kind of movie do you play with? I'm Wu Aiguo, the eldest young master of the general's family in the north of the town, I'm a bully in Dongcheng."

Wu Aiguo is about seventeen or eighteen years old. He has a garlic nose, a big forehead and a dark skin. He looks like refined coal.

However, he was dressed in a very eye-catching way. His golden robe was shining. If you look at it carefully, it is actually made of gold thread.

The most important thing is that he still has a folding fan on his body, but he doesn't fan it in his hand, as if he is tickling. He just sticks it in the collar of his neck.

How to look like street ruffians and hooligans, and general childe almost no resemblance?

Looking at Wu Aiguo, who looks like a dandy, chen fan frowned and said, "can you jump in at will in the general's office in the north of town?"

"Don't tell me about those useless things. I'll tell you, have you heard of Chen fan, who is at the height of the sun recently? That's my big brother. If you're wise, get out of here. My brother will come and see that he won't discount your legs!"

As soon as this speech comes out, Wu Aiguo is not so bad, but Chen fan is somewhat embarrassed.

Looking from left to right, he saw Wu Aiguo for the first time. How did he become the elder brother of the other party?

"That... Do you know who I am?" Chen fan asked tentatively.

"Who do you love? Stop and line up behind me." Wu Aiguo still looks at people through his nostrils.