Feng Qi walked next to Feng Xiao. The young man's cool face was filled with excitement. His eyes had been on Rong Xiyue from the beginning to the end. Therefore, when Rong Xiyue was taken away by the man in red,
He could see clearly. Not only that, he also saw the young man in the dark green gown and the Mengbi beast, which had been upgraded to a divine beast, following Rong Xiyue all the way at extremely fast speeds.
It’s so interesting!
"You turn out to be at the pinnacle level of the Martial Sect." Feng Qi looked up and down at Feng Xiao, who had calmed down his aura and returned to his normal appearance, as well as the semi-sacred weapon Zijin Xiao, which was still pinned to his waist, with a hint of understanding in his eyes.
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The young man had a cool look on his face, and when he was talking to Feng Xiao, he didn't feel like he was talking to the vice-president of Cangsheng College, but as if he was talking to an ordinary old friend.
However, Feng Qi is only fourteen years old, and Feng Xiao is of the same generation as Rong Xiyue's father. In terms of age, they cannot be old friends for many years.
Feng Xiao said nothing, with a look of indifference on his elegant and indifferent face, as if his level was not important at all, and upgrading was an ordinary and natural thing.
Feng Qi shrugged, his black clothes billowing in the night wind, making the boy's cool face look more lively.
He touched the Ice Winged Eagle on his shoulder, glanced at the Rong family guards suddenly rushing around him, and turned around to leave without thinking too much.
Within a moment, it disappeared into the night.
Feng Xiao did not leave immediately, but stood there, looking at the White Jade Palace. Logically speaking, the White Jade Palace had collapsed like this. The head of the Rong family should have appeared, but why didn't he come out?
He stood there, staring in the direction of the White Jade Palace.
At this moment, the red lotus flames in the sky gradually dissipated due to the departure of the flamboyant and fiery man in red, and the blood moon covering the white jade palace also gradually dimmed as time passed.
Come down.
Rong Yanqing covered her arm that was burned by Honglian Lake and walked towards Feng Xiao.
There are some things that I must ask the Vice-President.
"associate dean,"
Feng Xiao was concentrating when he heard a voice coming from beside him. He turned around and saw that it was Rong Yanqing. He subconsciously looked at his injured arm and asked him with his eyes, "What's the matter?"
"Did the Vice President already know what happened tonight?"
Rong Yanqing thought about it carefully. There was a distance between Cangsheng College and the City on the Clouds. Not long after the incident in the White Jade Palace, Feng Xiao appeared here. There was something strange about this.
The man's old-fashioned face looked serious as he stared at Feng Xiao in front of him. He was also dressed in white. One person felt rigid and serious, while the other was elegant and calm, but they had different elegance.
After hearing this, Rong Muyao, who was supporting Rong Yanqing, remembered the time when the vice-dean came, and cast doubtful eyes on the vice-dean.
"The White Jade Hall, there is such a movement, who wouldn't know about it?"
Feng Xiao smiled slightly, his thin lips slightly hooked, and then the faint smile spread out. His delicate eyebrows were lowered, looking at Rong Yanqing's injury.
"Ji people have their own destiny. Xiyue will be fine. You should heal your wounds first."
After Feng Xiao said this, he didn't say much.
Rong Yanqing was so smart, he realized that Feng Xiao must know something about the White Jade Hall, but was unwilling to tell him, so he stopped asking any more questions, and in a blink of an eye, he looked around for his father.