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A moment later, a flying cavalry, riding fast and furious, left Fengyun King City at the fastest speed and ran towards the neutral ground of Slanta.
In less than half a day, Ming Qianhe's figure had appeared at the entrance of Imperial College.
Knocking on the door, he was greeted by Mu Liufeng.
The two quickly revealed their identities to each other, and when Mu Liufeng saw that it was Ao Junxie's master who came here with great pride, he did not dare to neglect him and acted very politely.[
Then he saw the serious expression on the face of the white-haired old man, and he understood deeply that what Ao Junxie and Qing Kuang did when they came to the academy this time was definitely not trivial.
After listening to Ming Qianhe's brief explanation, Mu Liufeng looked extremely frightened and uneasy.
Following Ming Qianhe's instructions, he led the visitors to the library where Suo Wenming was, and asked:
"What Ming Qiandai means... Prince Ao and Qing Kuang will encounter powerful enemies in the illusion. Are their lives in danger?"
Ming Qianhe kept running fast, his face was ashen. Without even looking at Mu Liufeng, he said in a low voice:
"There are no strong enemies in the illusion, but I'm afraid... the person who led them to the illusion... hum! It's hard to guard against hidden arrows, and the most dangerous enemies are often the people around you!"
Mu Liufeng's footsteps stopped suddenly, and he stood there blankly, staring blankly at Ming Qianhe.
"Does Senior Ming mean... Principal Suo..."
Ming Qianhe nodded solemnly.
"Teacher Mu Liufeng, you are considered a very senior person in Imperial College. I want to ask you, do you know the origin, family background, and past of Principal Suo?"
"this……"
Mu Liufeng was suddenly startled. If Ming Qianhe hadn't asked this, he really wouldn't have realized it.
When he entered the Imperial College, this historic college had already become famous far and wide, and he only knew that Suo Wenming was a powerful master of his generation, who had attracted the admiration and admiration of countless young human spiritual practitioners. But for Suo Wenming,
Like everyone else, he had always ignored the story behind Wen Ming's death.
Thinking about it carefully, Mu Liufeng realized something unusual at this moment: for this old principal with such a great reputation, there was not even a shred of rumors about him in the world...
"But... Ming Qianyi, Principal Suo... shouldn't let him go, right?"
Mu Liufeng took another step forward, but in his heart, he was extremely unwilling to believe Ming Qianhe's doubts about him.
Ming Qianhe sighed softly and said:
"I'm not sure yet. Once I meet them, I'll understand everything!"
When I walked into the library, I realized that Suo Wenming, Aojunxie, and Qingkuang were all gone.[
The expressions on the faces of Ming Qianhe and Mu Liufeng became increasingly heavy and frightened.
Under Mu Liufeng's reminder and Ming Qianhe's witty observation, the two of them soon explored their way to the backyard of Imperial College.
Next to the abandoned weed garden and under the ruins of the huge temple, Ming Qianhe's eyes finally fell on the dark steps leading to the ground with no end in sight.
At this moment, Ming Qianhe had been hanging on his heart, and finally slowly calmed down. He knew that everything would be decided in the underground world below.
With a whoosh, Ming Qianhe had drawn his sword in his hand.
This sound made Mu Liufeng's heart suddenly twitch as if being stabbed by needles.