She is on Fire at the Apex of Si Ye’s Heart

The night was not quiet.

Outside the outer wall of the courtyard, two people stared at the front and thought secretly. Wei Yan couldn't bear it anymore, and looked at the middle-aged man next to him: "Zou Er, can you do it?"

Zou Er stared at the wall in front of him, frowned and said in a deep voice: "The Patriarch said that you can't reveal your strength unless there is an emergency."

Wei Yan took a serious look and glanced at him: "We haven't even seen the young master now, isn't this an emergency?"

Zou Er frowned and didn't speak. After a while, he said in a deep voice, "Grab my arm, and I'll take you there."

Before Wei Yan could figure it out, Zou Er directly grabbed the back collar and lifted his body into the air. When he came back to his senses, he found himself standing in the academy area.

After being dazed for a while, he was complaining besides joy, and looked at the middle-aged man who was still vigilant with deep resentment:

"Zou Er, why did you go there so early? Why don't you take me up and let's stroll around here a few times?"

"no the same."

Zou Er said in a deep voice, "Once I use my strength, I will be discovered by the strong men of the academy. We can't stay here anymore, we have to leave here immediately."

Wei Yan also realized the seriousness of the matter, restrained his breath, and quickly left here with Zou Er.

What Zou Er said was not wrong. Two seconds after they left, two people appeared in the places where they had been.

"The breath has dissipated, it is difficult to hunt down, the person who came is probably a strong man!"

"If it's a strong one, why sneak in in the middle of the night, I suspect that it's very likely that a king-level monster sneaked in."

"If it is a king-level monster, then it will really suffer. We must find this person. I hope he is not a monster."

...

It was just dawn.

Cang Fengyu looked at the rising sun, with a pot of freshly brewed tea beside him, he took a sip from the teacup next to him.

There are several volumes of exercises on the table, each of which has been annotated by her, including rectification in some places.

Seeing that it was almost time, she got up and put away the tea set and left from the balcony, changed her clothes and walked out the door of the room.

From the time they rushed to the competition venue, they could feel that the place seemed a lot more fortified, and every time they walked, they could see the academy police officers standing next to them.

Academy police officers are basically strong.

There are also strict requirements for strength.

So when they saw so many police officers appearing here, they inevitably felt a little heavy.

Could it be that something happened to the school?

Or do you just want to maintain order in the venue?

Of course they hope it's the latter.

The venue is as clean as ever.

Most people have already arrived.

The shops not far from the auditorium are already open, and before the class competition is over, they must want to make some more money.

Another period of time passed.

More and more people came.

Even the large number of people can hardly sit down.

Some just came back from outside.

Naturally, he didn't want to miss the competition between the mentors.

It is said that he is still a newly recruited tutor in the academy.

One is still an S-rank strongman.

There were not many people in Class E when they came. After about four or five minutes, the crowd poured in from the door. For some reason, it felt that there were more people than the previous two days.

But I didn't pay attention that much.

Some of them were cultivating seriously, some took advantage of this time to doze off with their heads on their heads, but there were a few of them who were in a rather depressed mood and sighed several times, among them was Bai Linfeng.

The few people who rushed over from the outside looked around, and found an empty seat by the way and sat down.

Compared with the other people around, the attitude of those people was as if they were just passing by here, with a murderous aura remaining on their bodies, as if they had just returned from the battlefield.

The live broadcast is already in place.

The test site is being broadcast live.

As the screen gradually shrinks.

The entire competition venue was seen clearly.

Then the screen changes.

Those who watched the live broadcast stared in the direction of the auditorium, and could clearly see the expressions on each of their faces.

When the screen turned to the area where Class E was located, everyone watching the live broadcast clearly saw a figure.

Isn't it the mentor Cang they have been thinking about all the time! Since the flashing figure last time, they have been obsessed with it, and now they will inevitably feel a little excited when they see it.

"Who wins the college bet you bet on? I'll overwhelm Tutor Cang with his good looks!"

"Although I really hope that Tutor Cang can win, but this year he has recruited the S-level powerhouse Qiu Zhan. It may be difficult for Tutor Cang to win."

"Our college has such a mentor, I can't help but want to go back to the college to have a look."

...

The young man from Class E closed her eyes, took out two tea leaves and threw them into the teapot, waiting for the tea to boil slowly, before she picked up the teapot and poured a cup.

The fingers holding the teacup were slender and white with well-defined phalanges, very pretty.

The smell of tea slowly spread around.

Someone smelled it and just thought it was weird.

And those students in Class E have all drank the tea brewed by Teacher Cang himself, so naturally they can't forget the taste, but they can still restrain themselves.

In the auditorium, someone looked around casually, and suddenly stared at the figure in the crowd and narrowed her eyes slightly. She licked the corner of her lips, and asked aloud: "Who is he? When did the academy come here so soon?" A handsome student?"

The young man sitting next to her sneered: "You are so fascinated by a mere boy?"

The girl raised her eyebrows indifferently and smiled: "I finally got out of there, and I also want to relax for a while."

Among the four people, someone said indifferently, "It's just a pretty boy, what's there to look at, when your cultivation level rises, you don't want anything."

Not far from them, two people appeared in the competition field. According to the data and comparison, they looked directly in the direction of Class E.

swept away.

Obviously looking for someone.

And when he noticed the figure in the white shirt, Wei Yan was taken aback, and quickly took out the portraits he had collected for many years for comparison.

picture!

It is very similar to the portrait in the portrait!

No!

It is exactly the same!

Wei Yan felt turbulent waves in his heart, he quickly suppressed his joy, and quickly put away the portrait in his hand.

"I found it, I found the son..."

He whispered to himself, unable to hide his joy: "Zou Er, have you seen it? I saw the young master. He is exactly the same as in the portrait. He still looks like this after so many years."

How many years has their family guarded the son?

In the memory that Wei Yan knows, it has already started from the generation of his grandfather's grandfather, and it may take longer.

he remembers...

Only people in ancient times would wear this kind of clothes.

...Could it be that the young master is from ancient times?

Wei Yan silently hid his doubts in his heart, and Zou Er who was next to him came back to his senses, and nodded with a stern face.

He too was taken aback.

Especially seeing the young master's face.

so many years...

The young master has never aged.