The Evil Emperor Chasing His Wife: The Heaven-defying Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 90 Abduction 1
The white-haired old man gave Nan Lingge a glance: "How old are you?"

"14 years old," Nan Lingge said seriously.

"I see," the old man nodded earnestly.

"..." Nan Lingge.

The white-haired old man: "Is there any place you want to go?"

Nan Lingge looked at the white-haired old man in confusion.

When the white-haired old man saw Nan Lingge's eyes full of confusion, an unconscious smile flashed across his mouth, his eyes shone like gold, as if he felt his gaffe, he restrained himself and coughed twice as if to cover up.

"Cough cough..."

Nan Lingge also noticed the white-haired old man's expression, and the corners of her mouth twitched. How could she feel like she was being calculated by someone.

The white-haired old man lowered his head and tidied up his messy clothes: "It seems that the young master is from another place! Because he was on a hurry, he didn't come to sign up until the last day of enrollment."

Nan Lingge nodded. She was on the road while practicing and came to Beimo City. She was late for a lot of time and finally arrived. If she didn't stop on the road, she should have arrived long ago.

The white-haired old man smiled, as if I knew it all: "Then do you know the distribution of Beimo College?"

Nan Lingge shook her head again. If she had known it earlier, she would have asked Daddy Cheap when she came, and asked him to popularize the knowledge of Beimo College for her, so that she would not be ignorant now. Asking three questions is the most annoying.

Seeing this, the white-haired old man smiled knowingly again, took out the cattail fan from nowhere, put it on his chest and fanned it around, looking at ease.

Nan Lingge thought of his broken fan. Compared with the cattail fan of the white-haired old man, it was simply horrible.

Imagine that one day, she would take out Fei Xiyan's snow fan and use it in front of everyone, tsk tsk... This scene is simply too horrible to look at.

Ren Jigong walked on the street with a fan. He was a living Buddha, a living Bodhisattva who helped the world and saved people. Everyone respected him as a holy monk.

But she, Nan Lingge, was walking on the street with a fan, and she was a "*****", known as trash Nan Lingge.

Thinking about it, Nanling's song became chaotic.

In this regard, Nan Lingge made up her mind that in the future, even if the sun dried her into dried meat and Fei Xiyan's snow fan moldy in the biological space ring, she would not take it out to dry.

It's just that Nanlingge at this time did not expect that in the near future, she would go against her determination at this time and wear Feixiyan snow fan on her body like clothes, and she couldn't even take it off.

"You know?" Nan Lingge asked pretending to be ignorant, seeing the old man's leisurely look, he knew that he wanted her to beg him to tell.

hum!How could she, Nan Lingge, be the kind of person who would bow her head to others.

The white-haired old man paused his hand holding the fan, and jumped up excitedly: "Of course I know."

"Really?" came a questioning voice.

The white-haired old man raised his chin: "Of course, I am the dean of the West College of Beimo College, of course I know, hey, the dean told you that this Beimo College is divided into six Branches, four of them are for the practice of the five departments of spiritual power, they are called East College, South College, West College, and North College. As I told you just now, this dean is the dean of the West College."

Nan Lingge nodded clearly. It turns out that Beimo College has branches: "What about the other two branches?"

The white-haired old man chuckled: "The other two branches are one for pharmacists and one for warriors."

Nan Lingge asked suspiciously: "Warrior branch?"

(End of this chapter)