Chapter 8 Choosing a College for Advanced Study

forest.

A hint of gold was hidden behind the tree trunk, peering at a group of men and horses who were resting. He had been tracking them for a day.

The leader of this group of people was a young man with dark skin, wearing a white tiger skin, and dark eyes. He propped his chin on his hand and looked at the jungle behind him with the corner of his eye.

"Are you still following?" The voice was very low.

"Um."

"Find an opportunity to kill him."

"clear."

Soon, a group of people mounted their horses and left in a cloud of dust.

The pure main hall.

The group of people looked at each other, the time was coming, why hasn't Master Xun attended yet?

Shui Han didn't care much. What he was worried about was which college he wanted to choose. Richu had said that she would choose Li Zong, but Shui Han had considered it. He must choose She Zong. The reason was His other most important thing is a sword that has always been kept in his room in the tavern. Fatty Wen said that it was used to ward off evil spirits. However, like Thousand Years of Tears, Shui Han also did not know the origin of the sword. Knowing that this sword has been kept in his room, for Shui Han, it is already his own.

Shui Han is the kind of person who doesn't have many things, so he pays special attention to what he already owns, so after the explosion in the tavern, he retrieved the sword.

"From today on, this is yours."

The moment Fatty Wen came downstairs, he said these words. Perhaps, this was a kind of trust.

Since it's an entrustment, let's complete it properly, Shui Han thought.

But that sword is not with him now.

It was a huge and heavy sword.

By the stream.

Jingmen stroked the sword in his hand.

"What a heavy sword!"

"I...can't pull it away." Shui Han lowered his head.

Jingmen glanced sideways at Shui Han and put his sword on his waist.

"Give me the sword back."

"When you can pull it off, come back to me and ask for it."

At that time, Shui Han knew the name of the sword: Juzi.

I will definitely pull you away and become your master.

No matter how cowardly you are, there are things you must achieve. Even I have to be a man for once.

Shui Han knew that Jingmen belonged to Shezong, and he wanted to go to Shezong to prove his determination to Jingmen.

Shui Han was so naive at that time. Now that he thinks about it, it was just Jingmen perfunctory with him. If it weren't for that incident, Juzi might have been destroyed like this, and his life trajectory might have changed because of it.

Destiny is really magical sometimes.

"I want the giant back."

The voice was very soft, as if he was talking to himself.

But, it was still heard.

"Big man?" Richu smiled, and his intelligent eyes seemed to see through Shui Han's thoughts at once. He should have discovered at that time that this little girl was not that simple.

"So Shui Han wants to choose the Shooting Sect?"

"Well..." Shui Han lowered his head.

"In this way, we will be separated for a while." Richu didn't seem to be unhappy: "But we are still friends."

Shui Han nodded.

Just friends...

Clean backyard.

"Hasn't Jueyang arrived yet?" Xun Kuang's tone was a little anxious.

"not yet……"

"Did Zhongqiu find out the reason?"

"Xiaoqiu is investigating and there should be results soon."

"It's too late. We can't delay choosing a college for further study. We can't wait any longer. Ge, please prepare. I will attend immediately."

"Understood." Xun Ge responded and left.

After a while, Xun Kuang arrived and began to speak.

The whole place suddenly fell silent, and time passed by minute by minute.

After a long time, Shui Han got a bamboo slip with some basic information about each college written on it.

"Which one you choose, just write the name at the end of the bamboo slip."

Xun Kuang's words were concise and clear. Shui Han looked at Richu and seemed to be concentrating on the contents on the bamboo slips.

Shui Han bit his lip and wrote "She Zong Academy."

At this moment, Gui Gu looked at Shui Han's bamboo slips and silently filled out: She Zong Academy.

The handwriting is so cursory that I can barely read it...

"Is everything done?"

"It's done."

"Which college is it?"

"She Zong."

"Really? Keep an eye on that child, and everything from now on will go according to plan."

"clear."

In the dark night, the two figures finished their conversation and left the cliff. A burst of lightning and thunder illuminated the pale hair.

God, it's going to rain.