The Ghost King and the Demon Queen
100. Admission Lance 20
"The second is cultivation. In our department, you can learn any kind of illusion. I will not restrict the development of students. It is said that there is a priority in learning, and there is a specialization in art. Apart from the teacher-student relationship, students and I are still friends. You can discuss with each other, after talking for so long, do you have any intention to transfer to our department?"
Wu Yue glanced at the two of them, if he charged two more tuition fees, he would get rich.
"...It still doesn't work. We're about to graduate in two years, so there's no point in bothering Your Excellency." Jing Ao blushed again.
This Wu Yue's face is thicker than the wall, and it will not fall off the wall dust, so it is very strong.
"Since that's the case, forget it. When you come to visit Dongfang Xiaoliu in the future, remember to bring some pastries."
A row of crows flew overhead, Jing Ao and Nan Gongchen were completely speechless.
Jing Hao opened those grape-like eyes, why did he feel a little cheated.
"Your Excellency, the number of people in the art department is a little less, can the academy be established?" Nangongchen asked sincerely.
"Why not, the old man Mu Feng agreed, don't those stubborn old people dare to say no?" Wu Yue became angry when he thought of this, and it took him a lot of effort to convince the old man Mu Feng, which almost broke his heart. Money-making scheme.
That old man Mu Feng?Jing Ao and Nan Gongchen were black again. The principal of Lance College, the lord of Qingming City, and the eighth-level venerable, was actually called that old man by Wu Yue?
In the end, Jing Ao and Nan Gongchen sat for a while longer, but they didn't see the person from the last room on the west side, so they left disappointed.
When Mu Yun cooked the meal, Wu Yue was taken aback when he saw the appearance of the dish, was it burnt?After taking a sip, it was even worse than what he made himself!
Suspicion immediately arose in his heart, and after questioning, he realized that the plate of cakes this morning was not made by Mu Yun, so who made it?
After lunch, Wu Yue was busy in the study again, preparing for tomorrow's opening ceremony.
…………
In the middle of the night, all the candlelight in Jinlan Garden had been extinguished, and she fell into a dream.
A gust of night wind blows from the small mountain forest, wrapping a few light leaves, besides the rustling sound of the wind, there is also a vague rhythm.
Low and distant, it seems to be talking in a low voice, and it seems to be sighing helplessly, very light and light, this is a voice, very heavy, this is melancholy, the voice dissipates with the night wind, and the melancholy follows the night wind Hidden by fog.
The door of the last room on the west side suddenly opened, the black sleeves of the robe opened like wings, with a slight wave, a black phantom floated towards the forest, the corners of the robe fluttered, and the black veil was raised, reflected in the moonlight. Let out those red lips that are like weeping blood.
Getting closer to the source of the sound, the sound became clearer and clearer. It was the sound of a flute, floating in the depths of the forest, dancing with the fog in the night.
The little black figure floated over, and the sound of the flute stopped abruptly.
Under the moonlight, the young man held a jasper flute in his hand. He was dressed in a light blue robe, his black hair reached his waist, tied up with a jade hairpin, and spread behind him. A small vague figure was reflected in his clear spring-like eyes.
A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he returned to his usual indifference.
"Excuse me?" The corners of her lips raised slightly, and a calm voice overflowed.
The two were separated by a distance of ten feet, separated by scattered bamboos, and the only light, the moonlight.
"He Qu?" Dan lips parted slightly.
What responded to the young man was also an indifferent voice, with a hint of strangeness, as if it came from ancient times, mysterious and bewitching.
Wu Yue glanced at the two of them, if he charged two more tuition fees, he would get rich.
"...It still doesn't work. We're about to graduate in two years, so there's no point in bothering Your Excellency." Jing Ao blushed again.
This Wu Yue's face is thicker than the wall, and it will not fall off the wall dust, so it is very strong.
"Since that's the case, forget it. When you come to visit Dongfang Xiaoliu in the future, remember to bring some pastries."
A row of crows flew overhead, Jing Ao and Nan Gongchen were completely speechless.
Jing Hao opened those grape-like eyes, why did he feel a little cheated.
"Your Excellency, the number of people in the art department is a little less, can the academy be established?" Nangongchen asked sincerely.
"Why not, the old man Mu Feng agreed, don't those stubborn old people dare to say no?" Wu Yue became angry when he thought of this, and it took him a lot of effort to convince the old man Mu Feng, which almost broke his heart. Money-making scheme.
That old man Mu Feng?Jing Ao and Nan Gongchen were black again. The principal of Lance College, the lord of Qingming City, and the eighth-level venerable, was actually called that old man by Wu Yue?
In the end, Jing Ao and Nan Gongchen sat for a while longer, but they didn't see the person from the last room on the west side, so they left disappointed.
When Mu Yun cooked the meal, Wu Yue was taken aback when he saw the appearance of the dish, was it burnt?After taking a sip, it was even worse than what he made himself!
Suspicion immediately arose in his heart, and after questioning, he realized that the plate of cakes this morning was not made by Mu Yun, so who made it?
After lunch, Wu Yue was busy in the study again, preparing for tomorrow's opening ceremony.
…………
In the middle of the night, all the candlelight in Jinlan Garden had been extinguished, and she fell into a dream.
A gust of night wind blows from the small mountain forest, wrapping a few light leaves, besides the rustling sound of the wind, there is also a vague rhythm.
Low and distant, it seems to be talking in a low voice, and it seems to be sighing helplessly, very light and light, this is a voice, very heavy, this is melancholy, the voice dissipates with the night wind, and the melancholy follows the night wind Hidden by fog.
The door of the last room on the west side suddenly opened, the black sleeves of the robe opened like wings, with a slight wave, a black phantom floated towards the forest, the corners of the robe fluttered, and the black veil was raised, reflected in the moonlight. Let out those red lips that are like weeping blood.
Getting closer to the source of the sound, the sound became clearer and clearer. It was the sound of a flute, floating in the depths of the forest, dancing with the fog in the night.
The little black figure floated over, and the sound of the flute stopped abruptly.
Under the moonlight, the young man held a jasper flute in his hand. He was dressed in a light blue robe, his black hair reached his waist, tied up with a jade hairpin, and spread behind him. A small vague figure was reflected in his clear spring-like eyes.
A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he returned to his usual indifference.
"Excuse me?" The corners of her lips raised slightly, and a calm voice overflowed.
The two were separated by a distance of ten feet, separated by scattered bamboos, and the only light, the moonlight.
"He Qu?" Dan lips parted slightly.
What responded to the young man was also an indifferent voice, with a hint of strangeness, as if it came from ancient times, mysterious and bewitching.
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