Passing by the banyan tree, Yu Huang stopped and rushed to Ye Qingyang, who was sitting on the trunk with his eyes closed, said, "June Crow, it's time to leave."

Ye Qingyang: "..."

"What the hell is it?" He was always caught off guard by Yu Huang.

What is the name of Crow Lord?

Yu Huang stared at the crow that was staying on Ye Qingyang's shoulder, pursed her lips and smiled, and then left with Sheng Xiao first. Ye Qingyang stared at the backs of the two people for a while, then jumped out of the tree with his sword in his arms and followed him to chase him.

Sheng Xiao asked Yu Huang: "Do you like that Ye Qingyang very much?" His tone was very plain, not like he was jealous, but simply saying a fact.

Sheng Xiao keenly realized that Yu Huang's attitude towards Ye Qingyang was a bit unusual, even a little intimate. However, this intimacy did not have an ambiguous relationship between men and women.

This is a bit strange.

Yu Huang is not a person who can easily be friends with others. She only met Ye Qingyang a few times. Where did her intimate relationship with Ye Qingyang come from?

Yu Huang shrugged and smiled, "I don't know why, I wanted to be nice to him as soon as I saw him. He has a natural attraction to me." Yu Huang touched Sheng Xiao's shoulder and she said, "You think he was the illegitimate child my father was having outside?"

Sheng Xiao: "..."

"If my father-in-law is still alive, he will pry open the coffin board and run out and beat him up."

Yu Huang laughed himself.

Sheng Xiao thought for a while and said, "People will not get close to someone for no reason. Maybe there is another bond between you." He turned around and glanced at Ye Qingyang. The man was wearing a white T-shirt, black trousers and combat boots, a plaid shirt tied around his waist, and followed the bone sword all the way, with a somewhat casual and casual look in his expression.

But around him was an invisible sense of loneliness.

Even though the sun shines on the entire Canglang City, it cannot fall on him.

Because of him, there is no shadow.

Yes, Ye Qingyang is a ghost cultivator, he has no shadow, or he is just a shadow himself.

"Are you all here?" Professor Cheng stood in front of a group of tall and strong young beast masters, like a short radish covered with lumps, which was particularly inconspicuous. However, the fluctuations of spiritual power of the strong man released from his body inadvertently made him unable to ignore him.

Yu Huang and the others stood behind the team, and even with their toes, they could not see Professor Cheng's head.

No one talked to him, Professor Cheng said, "If you don't have any or not, we don't want anyone who is not active in school." After that, Professor Cheng whistled, and an aircraft designed in a disc shape strangely penetrated the sky of Canglang City and floated in the void.

A translucent transmission elevator fell from the aircraft, connecting the square and the aircraft.

Professor Cheng shouted: "Everyone is on the aircraft, we have to rush back to school before the gate is closed!"

Hearing this, the prospective freshmen did not fight or scramble to get on the plane.

Canglang College only recruits 1,000 students per class, and this year is no exception.

In this intercontinental finals, nearly half of the contestants who successfully entered the top 100 chose Canglang Academy. The remaining half of them entered eight other universities except the School of Law and Practice.

The reason why no strong people choose the Fa Cultivation Academy is that they look down on the Fa Cultivation Academy. The reason is that almost all the contestants who can enter the top 100 are combat-type beast masters, and the Fa Cultivation students majoring in talisman arrays is not suitable for them.

It is said that in the last Intercontinental Finals, the School of Law and Reform accepted a total of five students, but this year it received more than fifty students.

It was indeed a wise move for Yin Rong to go to the Faculty Academy.

Among the thousands of quasi-freshmen of Yu Huang and others, only the top 200 beast drivers with comprehensive strength are qualified to enter the inner courtyard with abundant resources to study. The remaining quasi-freshmen can only enter the outer courtyard.

Of course, it does not mean that those who are assigned to the outer courtyard are not qualified to enter the inner courtyard.

The outer school will hold a quarterly challenge every three months. Students who can successfully enter the top 20 will be qualified to enter the inner school and challenge the ranking list of the inner school strongmen. If they can successfully kick off the inner school disciples on the strongmen list, they will be able to successfully enter the inner school.

Therefore, students who are divided into the inner courtyard by the college at the beginning do not mean that they can stay in the inner courtyard permanently. Disciples who are divided into the outer courtyard also have the opportunity to enter the inner courtyard.

In this tense atmosphere, students from both the inner and outer colleges practice diligently and hard.

The aircraft is very spacious, and a thousand sensible freshmen stayed in the same aircraft, and they didn't feel crowded. Yu Huang went to the drinking bar to pick up a glass of water. She sat down on a high stool. As soon as she raised her head and took a sip, she heard a woman's voice sounding behind her: "Yu Huang?"

Yu Huang turned around and saw a fat face covered with centipede scars.

She stared at Zhan Xiaoya's face and looked at it without hesitation.

Zhan Xiaoya was so much that she looked down.

Yu Huang said: "Scar represents rebirth. It is the medal of honor that you have died once but survived strongly. Why should you feel inferior about it?"

Upon hearing this, Zhan Xiaoya mustered up her courage and slowly looked up to look at Yu Huang.

Seeing Yu Huang's eyes calm, her eyes were not afraid or contempt when she looked at her, and her mood gradually calmed down. Zhan Xiaoya said: "It's rare that people will see my face up close for the first time, and they will be so calm. You are the only one."

Yu Huang looked at him very ordinary, which made Zhan Xiaoya have a kind of thing: it was just a scar, and she had no different ideas from others.

Yu Huang lowered his eyes and played with the beautiful colorful water cup in her hand. She said, "I have been disfigured and I have felt inferior about it, but the future is still long. You have to learn to shake hands with the imperfect self."

Zhan Xiaoya was even more touched when she heard this. "You are really suitable to be a missionary." She also felt that this was like scolding Yu Huang as the Virgin. Zhan Xiaoya hurriedly explained: "I am not mocking you, I just want to praise you for being kind."

Seeing Zhan Xiaoya so nervous, Yu Huang smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, I'm not angry."

"That's good." Zhan Xiaoya stared at Yu Huang's face and looked carefully. She said: "Your face has recovered well, and there is no trace of disfigurement at all."

"My face was burned by the fire-attributed true fire spirit power. When I passed the tribulation of Jun Jun, my body was struck by the thunder of the tribulation power with the power of the heavenly way. When I was repaired, the disfigured scars were also repaired. But your face..." Yu Huang stared at Zhan Xiaoya's terrifying scar for a while before sighing regretfully, saying, "The scars caused by the 9th-grade spiritual weapon are probably difficult to repair."

Yu Huang's right arm was smashed by the cherry blossom warhammer, and there were no cut scars, so no scars were left after repair.

But Zhan Xiaoya's face was cut by a long sword transformed from the cherry blossom warhammer, and this nature was completely different.

Zhan Xiaoya lowered her head and didn't say anything.

Obviously, the inability to repair this matter of appearance was a hurdle that she could not overcome and an unforgettable pain in her heart.
Chapter completed!