Chapter 169

"Dean..." Xifan's voice was weak. "Do you want us to be hacked to death?"

Catch up with the big four.

Guo Youdao hasn't mentioned this for a long time, but now he seems to be addicted to playing. It's not fun to talk about it. It's turned into a hospital flag. It's not fun to turn it into a hospital flag. Now I've made four cloaks and turned them into living signs.

Since then, the four people can't avoid flaunting wherever they go, and they are absolutely full of hatred wherever they go. No matter which country it is in or whether it comes from the four colleges, the idea of worshipping the four colleges like Ding Wen is absolutely the mainstream. It's really not a joke to be hacked to death.

More importantly

Under the constant interference of Lu Ping's eyes, Xi fan couldn't help looking around his shoulders - no sleeves! It's a little sad to think that such a hospital uniform that will bring them considerable trouble is still a semi-finished product.

"This is also experience, in order to make you tough your mind." Guo Youdao always sets his mouth one by one.

"What you say is what you say!" Xifan doesn't argue anymore. Guo Youdao nodded with satisfaction, but soon heard Xifan turn around and say, "anyway, I'm going to graduate soon."

"No, I need another year." Su Tang said.

"I knew I would go to the first two exams." Lu Ping was also distressed. According to the grade, he only passed the first grade examination this year, three years from graduation.

However, after their respective sighs, the three looked at Maureen again, with sympathy on their faces.

"At least we know our situation." Su Tang said.

"Poor Maureen may not even know why he died." Lu Ping said.

Several people talked like this, but they still didn't change the semi-finished hospital clothes after all, so they walked out of the courtyard and went to Zhiling city.

Inner city, point soul platform.

A dark cloud has been hanging over Zhiling city since the morning. Today's weather looks worse than yesterday.

At the head of the twelve examiners, the examiner Ding Wen stood on the point platform, sniffed and felt the unusual humidity in the air.

He hates such weather. His ability to suspend forest and fire will be affected to a considerable extent in such weather. Whenever he meets this kind of weather, he always feels a little uneasy at the bottom of his heart. And this point spirit conference. Because of some people and phenomena, he was in a bad mood. Now he was even more upset when he met such weather.

As soon as Ding Wen raised his hand, he picked up a wind on the stage for no reason. It was not biased or inclined. He was bumping into the humble but most eye-catching flag of the pick wind college.

The flag was pulled up from the stage, and Ding Wen's hand fiddled with it at will. The small flag was immediately carried by the wind and flew straight out of the point soul stage.

The examiner Jiangning, who was boarding the point soul platform, was jumped by something suddenly flying out of the platform, but immediately recognized that it was the flag of the wind college. Then he saw the examiner Ding Wen standing on the point soul platform with an armrest. He looked at the flag being rolled out of the point soul platform by the wind and fluttering down.

Jiangning didn't pay attention to the flag, stepped up her steps, and soon came to Ding Wen and took out an origami from her cuff.

"Take a look at today's soul selection table!" Jiangning opened the paper and handed it to Ding Wen.

Ding Wen took it, scanned it roughly, confirmed several people he had focused on, nodded, shook his hand, and a fire broke out, and the page of paper turned gray in an instant.

"Just remember yourself." Ding Wen said faintly.

"I remember." Jiangning nodded hurriedly.

"Is it almost time for people to come?" Ding Wen asked.

"The students from all colleges are on their way." Jiangning said.

Ding Wen nodded and looked at the viewing platform opposite the point soul platform. Some people are busy on the viewing platform. Ding Wen knows that on the day when the spirit list is released, the city master of Zhiling City, who governs Zhiling, will also be there to watch in person. Naturally, what he occupies is the viewing platform with the best position.

"Let everyone prepare!" Ding Wen ordered, Jiangning nodded and hurried off the stage along the original road.

On the stage, there was already decoration. Fifty seats, with different sizes and workmanship, distinguish their levels. The highest and largest one in the middle will undoubtedly be the top of the list. After that, the other seats are arranged in turn, two, three, four, five, six to ten, eleven to twenty, and then to others.

Ding Wen looked around at all this. Without the eye-catching flag of the wind college, everything looked no different from previous years, which made Ding Wen very satisfied.

Under the stage, the crowd has gradually gathered. Even the city Lord will come to watch the duel in person. Naturally, there are more idle people. A large crowd drowned under the point soul stage, leaving only a middle road, which was maintained under the strict maintenance of the inner city guards. Otherwise, where would there be such a road.

"Coming!" I don't know who shouted. Everyone turned around and saw the far end of the road sandwiched in the crowd. Finally someone appeared.

Four figures.

One white, one black, one red, one green.

From the perspective of costumes, this is much more vivid and beautiful than those college teams with completely unified clothing systems. Many residents in other cities even clapped their hands.

But the residents of the inner city don't think so. They all have identities. Naturally, they don't have to be crowded in the crowd at this time. They each have a comfortable place to watch the war. In their eyes, the dress of the four in this line is a little strange. Look at this style. It's a kind of dress called feather weaving in Qingfeng empire. But even feather weaving is only popular in the northernmost and extremely cold areas of Qingfeng empire. Xuanjun empire is located in the southwest of the mainland. The climate is warm. This kind of clothes mainly used to keep out the cold has no market in Xuanjun empire. Of course, there are some people who like the style of feather weaving and make light and thin clothes. However, these four people don't wear the cold feather weaving on the side of Qingfeng Empire, but it's not occasionally worn by people on the side of Xuanjun empire. It's just a decoration on the outside of the clothes.

"This... This..." we all studied the costumes of these four people. As inner city residents with superior life, it seems a little difficult to realize that this is just a semi-finished ordinary cloak that didn't reach the upper sleeve. But when the four people walked past their eyes and saw not the front but the back, everyone had neglected to study the style of the clothes.

Hurry! Super! Four! Big!

Four big characters, so conspicuous and eye-catching, float behind the four people.

When they passed by, they immediately left a quiet place.

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