The next day, the news that His Royal Highness the Prince woke up and accused Liu Feifei of poisoning spread throughout Baidu. For a moment, everyone was in mourning.
"I heard that Saint Liu Feifei has escaped!"
"What about a saint? She dared to poison our Crown Prince. She is not worthy of being a saint of our White Tiger Kingdom!"
"Bah, this bitch is so vicious! She also said that she would only treat the prince after marrying him. Does that bitch Liu Feifei know that the prince doesn't like her at all?!"
"His Royal Highness seems to have been cured by a disciple of the Holy Academy!"
"I heard that they are in the same team in the Holy Court and they have a good relationship."
"It seems...it seems to be called Fengyun Team!"
"..."
Everyone in Baidu was talking a lot. They all accused Liu Feifei with the same hatred and were very interested in the people of Fengyun Team.
at this time_
royal palace.
In the Hall of Yonghe, sitting on the main seat is a man wearing a bright yellow dragon robe. There are four people sitting on the seats on both sides.
Eight people in total.
The man in white sitting at the top of the right seat is Feng Xinglan, the protagonist of public opinion these days.
The man sitting in the main seat spoke: "Xinglan, these friends you have made are quite good."
Hearing this, Feng Xinglan nodded, looked at Feng Heng and replied: "Father, they are my son's life and death friends."
Feng Heng was stunned for a moment. Looking at Feng Xinglan's serious expression, he should know the status of these people in the heart of his royal son.
I originally thought that Xinglan's relationship with them was just that of ordinary friends.
did not expect--
Xinglan actually used such a strong word as 'friend of life and death'!
Feng Heng's heart also tilted, and his eyes looked at these children with a little kindness.
Feng Heng said: "I have to thank Girl Yun this time. If it weren't for Girl Yun, I'm afraid Xinglan's marriage would have been so confusing."
Mu Yin answered quickly: "Fortunately, Brother Lan was not forced to cross the bow by the overlord."
After finishing speaking, Mu Yin realized something was wrong and shrank his neck, feeling a little panicked that he actually said such words in front of Brother Lan's father.
Feng Heng glanced at Mu Yin.
At this moment, Yu Qiu smiled and joked: "Lan, although it is not good to say such things in front of the emperor, it is true. This time you are really losing your innocence. Fortunately, Yunzheng..."
Mo Jing also smiled and said: "Lan, we will never make fun of you."
Zhongli Wuyuan said: "Fortunately, it's just that the Overlord tried to force the bow and failed."
"Hahaha……"
Mu Yin's panicked look calmed down a little, and he was no longer so nervous. He also started laughing. The little tiger teeth and the pear vortex were both very eye-catching.
Yunzheng curled her lips and looked at these guys. They really came to A Yin's rescue with perfect understanding. She liked these friends more and more.
Tacit understanding and mutual protection.
Yunzheng and Nangong Qingqing looked at each other and smiled.
Feng Xinglan smiled helplessly and said, "Stop teasing me."
Mo Jing waved his hand, "No, I think it's still funny, hahaha."
When Feng Xinglan saw this, he threatened: "Mo Jing, you all have secrets in my hands. Do you believe I will reveal them? It's a dark and windy night..."
When they heard the words 'little secret', they had no reaction. When they heard the words 'night is dark and the wind is high', except for Nangong Qingqing and Yunzheng, they all trembled.
Don't dare to laugh anymore.
A burst of concealed coughing sounded in the hall in an orderly manner.
"Cough cough cough..."
Their little eyes glanced at Yunzheng and Nangong Qingqing from time to time, as if they were afraid that they would know.
Yunzheng frowned, what were they hiding from them?
Mysterious.
When Feng Heng saw their way of getting along and Xinglan's cheerful smile, he suddenly understood something in his heart.
There was a surge of emotion in his heart.
After a little fight.
Everyone looked at Feng Heng again.
Feng Heng frowned and said: "Liu Feifei used the space scroll to escape. She will not come back to the White Tiger Kingdom this time. She should have gone to the land of the hidden tribe."
"You will see her at the East Continent Grand Gala then. You all should be careful. After all, Liu Feifei knows poison and has the ability to predict things."
"Okay." The friends nodded seriously.
During the three days that Fengyun Team stayed in the White Tiger Country, their host Feng Xinglan treated them to a treat and took them to do some exciting things.
Then after completing the mission of the White Tiger Country, they left the White Tiger Country.
He quickly completed the remaining tasks and returned to the Holy Court half a month later.
There are still two months until the Dongzhou event.
The Fengyun team made an appointment to retreat for more than a month and then come out to compete for a place to participate in the East Continent event.
Yunzheng entered the Fengxing space for retreat. The flow rate inside was slow and the spiritual energy was rich and high, making it more suitable for retreat.
There is no need to practice Dajuan.
Erbai and Sanfeng were both given devil training by her.
Time is running out and she must get a spot!
Other Fengyun friends are also in retreat to strengthen their cultivation intensity.
Time flies, one and a half months have passed.
Yunzheng broke through to the ninth level of Lingzong.
Feng Xinglan broke through from the first level of Lingjun to the fourth level of Lingjun.
Yu Qiu Lingjun second level.
Mo Jing Lingjun third level.
Nangong Qingqing Lingjun first level.
The sixth level of Yanchen Lingzong.
Muyin Lingzong seventh level.
Zhongli Wuyuan Lingjun third level.
Among the fifty places to participate in the Dongzhou Grand Meeting, the dean has ten allocated places, the deputy deans each have two, and the remaining thirty places are for those disciples.
For some unknown reason, Dean Song Ji selected eight members of the Fengyun Team at once, giving them a spot to participate in the East Continent Gala.
Many people in the Holy Academy are dissatisfied because the eight members of Fengyun Team are all freshmen. Although they performed well, their actual combat experience must not be very good!
How can a new student take on this important task if he hasn't been tempered yet?
In the holy courtyard, not only the disciples raised doubts, but also some mentors and elders raised doubts.
The eight people in Fengyun who suddenly "went through the back door" were also quite confused.
They were already preparing for a big move, rubbing fists and feet to fight for a spot, but suddenly they used the back door.
The Fengyun Team once again became famous in the Holy Court.
The eight members of Fengyun Team went to Dean Song Ji and had a good discussion.
Yunzheng looked at Song Ji and said seriously: "Dean, we don't want the 'back door' quota."
"Why?" Song Ji asked curiously. Ordinary people get a quota, but it's too late to be happy. They actually don't want it.
Yunzheng smiled and said, "If I were to put myself in their shoes, I would feel dissatisfied when I learned that eight freshmen had obtained their participation quota without having to compete."
"So, our friends from the Fengyun Team decided to participate in the competition for quotas and rely on their own gains."
Song Ji was a little surprised when he heard this. He looked at Yunzheng and then at the other seven people. They had no objection to Yunzheng's words at all.
It was obviously agreed upon.
Sure enough, he is indeed the person he likes.
Originally, he had his own considerations, so he made an exception and gave them a quota of eight people. Now it seems...
They should be able to get it in a legitimate way!
Song Ji laughed heartily: "Hahaha, if that's the case, then let it go as you wish."
"What you said makes sense. The unofficial quota will indeed cause dissatisfaction among many disciples. Then -"
"Let's compete together. The 20 unofficial quotas have been withdrawn! In the past, the unofficial quota was just to save trouble, but now that there is no unofficial quota, I believe that those with strength will still not lose!"
