After leaving the operational headquarters of the Star Wu Festival, Fang Li and Silvia were separated.

Because of a word by Silvia.

"Sorry, I should thank you for helping me to get back to Usla first, but my heart is a bit messy now, so I will go back to the dormitory to take a break. If there is any news from Mathias, remember the notice. I."

After that, Silvia was leaving.

It is understandable in the party.

After all, the teacher who has been looking for the whole number of years finally has a chance to come back, but I don’t know if I can wake up. It’s so big and big, even if it’s the generosity of Silvia, it’s a little anxious.

Therefore, it is also a good choice to let Silvay calm down now.

I believe that the personality of Silvia should not be recovered in a long time.

With such conviction, Fang Li returned to Jielong.

Along the way, in the middle of the dragon, almost all the passing students have turned their eyes to the side of the square, and the emergence of not the worship is admiration.

"That is the first grade party?"

"The champion of this Phoenix Star Wushu Festival."

“It’s a disciple of Ten Thousands.”

"And it’s still a disciple who has been in less than half a year. Is it a talented and talented person?"

"So powerful people, why didn't you apply for a duel?"

"That's right."

"If it is him, it should be very easy to get a seat for the first 12 people."

"This is what you don't understand. Today, the 12 people on the first page can all be disciples of Wan Tian Luo, that is, the brothers and sisters of the classmates. They are definitely not willing to seize the status of their brothers and sisters.

"It turned out to be."

"It makes sense."

Something like this can't be heard from the side, so that the party can not help but sigh.

Since winning the Phoenix Star Warrior Championship, Fang Li has been thoroughly famous, and has been worshipped and admired by countless students throughout the Jielong.

The martial style of Shangwu makes the students in Jielongli maintain a certain degree of respect for the martial arts high-powered people.

The party proved its strength with action, and naturally it was recognized by a large number of students.

If it is not because it is a school, I am afraid that someone has already rushed to sign it?

This kind of treatment has never been enjoyed by the party, even when it is in the Detective of Wu’s s-class martial arts.

"Sure enough, as Silvi said, the students who are famous here are no different from idol stars."

Even the Shangwu’s Jielong is like this. If the party appears in front of fans who really like the Star Wars, will it be drowned in an instant?

This kind of eye-catching feeling, though not bad, is not something that can be adapted casually.

So far, Fang Li has experienced a lot of treatment with hostility, malice and even killing. It is really unaccustomed to treat with such pure kindness.

As a result, Fang Li took a little quicker and returned to the hall of Huang Chen.

As soon as I returned to Huang Chen Dian, in front of Fang Li, two people came over.

Heran, it is Sehili and Zhao Hufeng.

"Sister, sister."

Fang Li suddenly gave a boxing ceremony to Sehili and Zhao Hufeng.

As the saying goes, as the Romans do, they have been in the Jielong for almost half a year, and Fang Li has become accustomed to this set.

How to say it is your own brother and sister, take a gift, of course.

Sexi and Zhao Hufeng discovered the Fangli.

"Teacher." Zhao Hufeng held a fist back.

"Hey, are you coming back?" The shirley was skillful to grab the neck of the square and picked up the head in the square and said, "How? Tell your committee about your wishes?"

After several months of getting along with each other, the feelings between Fang Li and Ser Heli are thousands of miles. Good is like a younger brother.

Of course, this is also because the personality of Searley is so embarrassing, so it is not difficult to get cooked.

As a partner in the party, Sehili naturally knows the wishes of the party.

Although I don't know why Fang Yijing wants Jingjing, Fan Xinglu has no interest in the wishes of his disciples, and he will not interfere more. She is also not good at asking.

Therefore, Searley is at most asking questions of this level.

In this regard, there is nothing to hide in Fangli. While he feels helpless about the way He is like a child, he replies: "It has already been completed, and then I will wait for something."

"Is it?" Shirley nodded, and then she let go of the party.

“Is the teacher’s brother just going to the operational headquarters?” Zhao Hufeng seems to understand.

In Jielong, most of the people who participated in the Star Wars Festival were trying to train themselves, and there were very few people who participated in the Star Wars Festival for their own private wishes.

It seems that the latter belongs to the latter and has the desire to realize it.

For this, Zhao Hufeng is not good at saying anything.

Although I don't know what I wished in the party, but even Fan Xianlu did not ask, then he is even less qualified to ask.

Therefore, Zhao Hufeng said: "Since it has been completed, it is better to go to Master with us."

“Master?” Fang Li said a little, and asked: “Master told the brothers and sisters to go?”

"Yes." Sehili affirmed the words in the square and said something that surprised the party.

"Masters seem to be out, so we are going to greet them."

"Master brother?" The party was a little surprised.

In other words, did the mysterious Wu Xiaohui finally come out?

"Master brothers have been practicing in the depths of Huang Chen Dian. It is really difficult to see him in peacetime." Zhao Hufeng said very seriously: "This time, the masters will go out to the Master immediately, we should greet the past."

I heard that the party is somewhat interested in it and said: "In this case, I will go with you."

There is no such thing as Sheryl and Zhao Hufeng.

At the moment, a group of three people walked together and walked in before they came to a room.

Here is a hall-like room.

In the middle of the room, there is a round table.

Fan Xinglu was sitting at the round table and watching the three people coming in from the doorway, smiling at the opening.

"Is it all here? Come and sit down!"

However, the party and the party did not follow suit.

Because the sight of the three people was attracted to the other person in the room.

Being a tall man.

It was a uniform wearing a dragon. His eyes were sharp, his looks were fine, he looked a little thin, but he had a strong and strong feeling.

The other party stood silently beside Fan Xinglu, standing very casually, but without the slightest flaws, surrounded by a hidden star force, people feel pressure.

Looking at this man, the party is sure.

"Is he Wu Xiaohui?"