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I didn't expect this way of appearance at all, here is a fan-shaped square.

The square that Zuo Lan saw before.

The fan-shaped square looks like a folding fan hanging upside down. Zuo Lan and the others are now at the easternmost entrance.

The square was already crowded with people, Zuo Lan looked at the courtyard uniforms, and guessed that people from the major soul courtyards had already arrived.

Zuo Lan looked at the sky, it turns out that quite a few days have passed, presumably the time flow in the incense room is different from other places, right?

His face was still a little pale, Xue Chongshi finally couldn't hold back, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Zuo Lan shook his head and didn't speak.

The fan-shaped square, the upside-down fan surface, is narrow in the north and wide in the south, and a line of fan-like lines extend from Zuo Lan's feet to the high platform at the end. It looks no different from a real fan. The designer's intentions can be regarded as hard work .

They turned their heads and looked to the west, and they could see that there were seven groups of people in an arc, similar to Zuo Lan and the others, as if they had just arrived.

Zuo Lan has now deduced that the incense room is a teleportation gate, but the reason behind it is too mysterious, before he figured it out, he had already arrived here completely ignorantly.

Turning his head, he could see several tall palaces floating in the mid-air in the distance, the Soul Emperor Palace.

So here, it must be the first soul academy.

The dean of the first soul academy is a giant figure in the entire continent. Although he is not the strength of the soul emperor, he is also the top of the eight. He is Ming Zun, but others like to call him "Ming Lao", but A rather amiable person.

He stood on the high platform smiling, with a short and fat body, holding a white porcelain teacup, and walked to the end of the fan-shaped high platform with funny splayed steps.

The eight fan bones, as far as he could see, were the eight major soul houses except the first soul house.

People are already here.

"Kaizong, burn the soul incense again!"

The dean of the First Soul Academy is completely different from Yan Shen. He is obviously extremely funny, and he is solemn and solemn when he says this sentence. His short body seems to have infinite power, and his beard is also gray. The arms are raised, but they feel a little long.

This is a funny-looking little old man, but no one in the entire First Soul Academy dares to underestimate him.

The pattern of eight fan bones suddenly swayed across the entire square, and then protruded. From the crowd, it gradually looked like a raised mountain, like a watershed, separating the crowd into fan-shaped areas.

Totally unexpected.

The raised fan bone was like a passage, and they walked on such a path to the high platform.

The passage is relatively high, and everyone can only look up to them. Among these people, there are people from the Ninth Soul Academy, others, and even ordinary onlookers. There are some flags flying in the distance, Zuo Lan walks After a few steps, I looked back.

Fatty Meng Fanyun had a complacent expression on his face. Yun Qi folded his hands and stroked his chin, as if he was thinking about something. Seeing Zuo Lan turn his face, he smiled at Zuo Lan, but the smile was at this moment , it is a bit strange.

"why are you laughing?"

Zuo Lan asked as he walked.

This road is very long, hundreds of feet long at least. I walked slowly there, enjoying the voices of the surroundings. I don't know if this first soul academy is intentional or not.

Zuo Lan Duce, after walking down such a road, his self-confidence will immediately explode, and perhaps some participating teams of the Soul Academy will have a kind of arrogant mood - no wonder Zuo Lan's conspiracy theory, the most important thing is... …

He didn't see anyone from the First Soul Academy.

Until now, he hadn't felt that gaze.

Yun Qi is almost the only person Zuo Lan doesn't know well in the participating team of the Ninth Soul Academy this time, and he didn't have time to get to know them before, but Yun Qi did know other people, and the relatively normal Xi Yulin and Jiang Cuoming have a good relationship with him .

Zuo Lan and Chongli killed Jiang Cuoying, maybe Jiang Cuoming didn't know about it?

He subconsciously looked towards the high platform, but the people from the first soul institute still did not appear.

"Zuo Lan, look over there... I think the contestant from the Eighth Soul Academy seems familiar."

Yun Qi didn't know if he had misread it, but he just suspected it. In this world, the only thing to fear is what might happen.

Zuo Lan was most worried about the people in the first soul institute, but he never thought about other soul institutes. When Yun Qi said this, everyone turned their heads to look at the academy on the road on their left.

As they walked more and more forward, Zuo Lan and the others saw each other more clearly, and there were many people watching over there.

After all, this time, the lineup of the Ninth Soul Academy is too strong.

"Young Master Lan! Young Master Lan!"

"The Ninth Soul Academy is here, look!"

"Is that the murderer? I don't think it's too scary."

"Ah, look, Xiao Zhongshi is so handsome!"

"Stupid, what's not handsome, it's cute!"

"The special report of the Soul Academy Competition on the ghost broadcast platform has sent you live news. The entrance ceremony has begun at this moment. The participating students from the second to the ninth soul academy have already walked to the fan pole stage along the fan bone ascending path... Look here, look here..."

"Yes, you read that right. This time, a very strange phenomenon occurred in our Soul Academy Competition. According to the latest news, the contestant Zuo Yan of the Eighth Soul Academy was originally the chief of the Ninth Soul Academy Zuo Lan. The same family has dropped out of the Ninth Soul Academy and joined the Eighth Soul Academy to participate in this soul academy competition."

"Yes, yes, from the looks of it, there will be a lot of fratricidal scenes in this soul academy competition!"

"As we all know, the casualty rate of the Soul Academy Grand Competition is hard to say, sometimes it is high and sometimes it is low, but I think this year's casualty rate will be quite scary.", "Yes, Jiang Yi, let's take a look at the list this time. The two brothers Chongyi Chongyu Chongli are direct descendants, and they are fighting to the death on the same battlefield right now."

"If it wasn't for Jiang Cuoying, who participated in the mission of the Soul Academy and explored Tianyuan's throne Jiang Qi, to have an accident, now I am afraid that he will represent his own Soul Academy and have a fierce competition with Jiang Cuoming who is also in the Ninth Soul Academy? "

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The hosts always talk a lot of nonsense, and the ghost communication platform set up a live broadcast at Dabi's site, which is convenient to inform all the loyal users of the ghost communication platform about the situation of Dabi.

But now, Zuo Lan had turned his head and looked at the Eighth Soul Academy.

A person that I can't think of no matter what - Zuo Yan.

Back then, he was just a timid little boy with no opinions, but now...

Standing in the team of the Eighth Soul Academy, the last position, walked without saying a word, but seemed to feel the gaze from the Ninth Soul Academy, he finally stopped, turned his head, and looked at They looked directly at Zuo Lan.

It's really - quite a wonderful soul academy contest.

Zuo Yan had no expression on his face, and looked at Zuo Lan coldly, as if looking at something dirty, feeling a little disgusted.

Zuo Lan's side is truly indescribably disgusting.

After the Xiaobi in the courtyard, Zuo Yan seems to have followed Xue Bing, right?

Xue Bing, the emperor of modeling?

Zuo Lan really didn't know what to say.

Forget it, let's talk about life and death.

"You Zuo family members are really weirder than each other." Jiang Cuo clearly pointed out.

Zuo Lan paused, and unexpectedly said: "I want to tell you, Chongli and I killed Jiang Cuoying."

At this moment, Jiang Cuoming's eyes changed, he slowly raised his eyes, his eyes fell on Zuo Lan's face, and looked at him.

"What do you mean?"

Xue Chongshi laughed suddenly, but didn't interrupt, and the other participating students didn't understand what was going on.Zuo Lan is crazy to talk about such a topic now, let alone a head like Meng Fanyun, even Xi Yulin thinks that Zuo Lan is courting death.

It was obvious that the competition was about to start, but Zuo Lan actually said that this would divide the crowd.

Jiang Cuoying is one of the group of people who participated in the Tianyuan trip before, and he is also the person of Jiang Qi, the throne. It can be said that he has attracted much attention. Naturally, everyone knows the news about Jiang Cuoying, but they can only know Jiang Cuoying couldn't come back, but Zuo Lan didn't expect Zuo Lan to say that he and Chongli killed Jiang Cuoying? !

Chong Yu, who is also in the Ninth Soul Academy, has a complicated expression. Chong Li is his brother, and the relationship between them is not bad. Now it can be regarded as - fighting in the same room?

Jiang Cuoming has a substantial killing intent on his body, he has never erupted with such a strong momentum, even when he was in the small competition in the courtyard.

"Can you say that again?"

Jiang Cuoming and Jiang Cuying are brothers and sisters.

Zuo Lan just didn't want to leave trouble for himself, he smiled slightly: "She died, Chongli and I killed her."

There were only two people who came out of Tianyuan alive, Chongli and Zuo Lan. Everyone knew this, but they never thought that it was these two people who killed Jiang Cuying, the throne Jiang Qi.

Jiang Cuoming clenched his hands into fists, as if he was about to make some movement, but to his surprise, Xue Chongshi suddenly put his hand on his shoulder: "If there is any bad debt, let's settle it in two days."

Zuo Lan looked at Xue Chongshi, but Xue Chongshi didn't look at him at all.

Zuo Yan over there has turned around again, the Eighth Soul Academy has come to the front, and now the people who are most behind are the people from the Ninth Soul Academy.

It was completely unexpected that Zuo Yan would also appear.

The people below also gradually found out, and immediately the people from the Ninth Soul Academy began to scold, "How did Zuo Yan, the grass-mud horse, go to the Eighth Soul Academy?"

"It's disgusting, what the hell is going on?"

"The Eighth Soul Academy just wants broken shoes that we don't want."

"Hahaha……"

These words are quite harsh, but I don't know how Zuo Yan felt when he heard them.

The eight soul institutes walked to the highest fan pole stage one after another, and lined up in a circular arc, with their respective leaders walking in the front, and Ming Zunlao, the dean of the first soul institute, standing in the middle, Holding a teacup, he looked ridiculously solemn.

"Is this short fat man the head of the First Soul Institute? Pfft...it's so ugly..."

Zuo Lan understood in his heart that people should not be judged by their appearance. This Ming Lao is obviously not a simple person. At this time, someone actually called him the dean on the site of the First Soul Academy?Isn't this courting death?

However, what was even more murderous was——while they continued to taunt, a door behind Mr. Ming slowly opened, and the seven people from the First Soul Academy walked out from inside.

It was Chongli, Zuo Lan's old acquaintance, who led the way. After he came out, he looked at Zuo Lan almost immediately, and even smiled and nodded to Zuo Lan in front of everyone.

Zuo Lan bowed his head slightly, the communication between the two was quite tacit.

Before this soul academy competition even started, there were already various sinister and complicated undercurrents in private.

Zuo Lan's eyes slowly moved back from Chongli's body.

One, two, three, four, five, six...

Missing one.

"Where's Tianjia?" Ming Lao frowned suddenly, and the lid of the cup that had just been lifted fell down again.

As soon as he finished speaking, another person slowly came out from behind the door.

It was very calm, nothing happened, there was no vision, but when Zuo Lan saw this person appearing, he felt that the string of time suddenly stood still for a moment, and then began to vibrate again.

The mild eyebrows and eyes may not be so outstanding, the type that can be completely forgotten when you turn your face away.The gray cloth gown, without any decoration, was loose and loose.Before he raised his eyes, the only thing that Zuo Lan could remember was the spot between his two collarbones, the mark like a drop of red candle tears.

Weird position, almost a little below the throat.

It is also a very dangerous position.

This is Tianjia, the Tianjia who is famous all over the world.

Chongli took half a step back, and then Tianjia slowly raised his eyes.

At this moment, Zuo Lan and him looked at each other, and the spring and white snow had already flown like a dream, and the turbulent sea and waves had been imaginary for a hundred years.

A thousand years at a glance.

He felt that he saw the green puppet.