For a moment, the atmosphere was tense, and Rong Xiyue was even more accused. The bad guys were traveling together in the dense forest. Some of the old-fashioned teachers in Cangsheng College also knew about it, and they were immediately deeply concerned about the students destroying things in the college.
Feeling displeased, he also left aggressively.
Rong Yanqing, who had always been concerned about Rong Xiyue's situation, naturally heard about it. He was never nosy and kept to himself. When he decided to go and have a look, he was called back to the Rong family by the servant of the Rong family, saying that
Fourth Master has something to say.
Then he asked Rong Muchao to follow him and take a look.
Rong Muyao was Rong Xiyue's maid for a month. If Rong Xiyue spoke and did not need her to follow, she did not have to follow the rules. But now that the second brother said something, Rong Muyao would definitely do it, just casually.
Looking at the crowd and showing a proud posture, he headed towards the dense forest.
Rong Xiyue, on the other hand, had already walked out of there, passed the most people and headed towards the outside of the City on the Clouds.
Before going out, she felt that she was too conspicuous in her long milky white dress, holding an egg, and carrying a white fox. She just wanted to go out and have a look in peace.
Thinking of the head of the Rong family, there must be eyes around him watching his every move, and he couldn't help but tilt his head and smile.
Want her to make a blood sacrifice?
Haha, there is no door!
Rong Xiyue stood in a remote corner at the entrance of the college, waiting for someone to pass by.
At this moment, a low-key but luxurious carriage stopped outside the college. After the carriage stopped, Rong Xiyue saw that the coachmen standing next to the carriage were all in exquisite clothes and had delicate faces. The coachman
After stopping the carriage, he stood aside, took out a small stool, placed it under the carriage, bent down, and waited respectfully.
Feng Xiao originally planned to go back and prepare some things for Rong Xiyue. After all, he was the only disciple he had. The Skyfire-level weapons he made last year were small and exquisite, suitable for girls. He planned to give them to her, but instead
When I saw her standing in the corner at the entrance of the college, I became interested.
He became invisible again and followed him.
Rong Xiyue's current level of cultivation is not enough to detect Feng Xiao's approach. After all, Feng Xiao's talent is not as good as hers, but his level is more than a little higher than hers.
But perhaps it was a woman's natural intuition and sensitivity that made Rong Xiyue look back in confusion the moment Feng Xiao approached.
Strange, why do I feel like someone is watching me from behind?
But seeing no one behind him, he just buried it in his heart, turned his head and focused on the carriage.
Not long after, the curtain of the carriage was gently opened by a pair of slender white hands. That hand was so beautiful that Rong Xiyue couldn't help but stretch out her hand to make a gesture.
The so-called slender bones, even knuckles, and round nails make people feel that those hands are extremely beautiful with just one movement of lifting the curtain.
After a while, a young man in black emerged from inside.
It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a young man. His face is very delicate but not feminine. He has a cool little face, a pair of peach blossom eyes that are slightly condensed, and his red lips are slightly pursed as if he is dissatisfied. The man in black can tell at a glance.
The material is excellent, with some golden patterns embroidered on the sleeves, some patterns embroidered on the belt, and a green jade pendant.
He looks to be about the same age as her, about fifteen or sixteen years old.
After he stepped down on the small bench, he said a few words to the coachman and then entered Cangsheng College alone. The coachman went to find a parking place for the carriage.