"His Royal Highness Xie!"

"Go ahead."

Zhu Ying clapped her hands, and shook her coat, then walked towards the Imperial Study Room.

At this time, the emperor estimated that he was writing the words of adulthood for the little master.

Soon, he came to the Imperial Study Room, through the screen windows, he vaguely saw a figure waving pen and ink inside.

"Father, the emperor, please see me."

"In!"

When Zhu Ying opened the door and stepped into the room, Zhu Yingtian took a piece of rice paper and walked over with a big smile. "Ying'er, look, how about my word?"

Zhu Ying glanced, nodded, and said: "Smart Allure! Great words!"

"Haha!" Zhu Yingtian nodded proudly, holding a writing brush in his hand, and said leisurely: "Little man, cute and playful, innocent and full of spirituality, this is smart, she is pretty, charming, heroic, This is all over the country. But..."

In his eyes, a sharp light flashed, and his tone revealed an unquestionable spirit. "Qingcheng is also the ultimate strength. With a wave of her hand, she can overwhelm the world's strength!"

Zhu Ying blinked, and inexplicably remembered the scene of Luo Xiaoman swinging a big hammer to destroy the Chen family.

Father, it was not a wave of a hand, but a sledgehammer, which overwhelmed the world!

However, he said: "Father, the four words you wrote are in line with the image of the little master."

"Hahaha. Of course, I racked my brains to come up with these four words!" Zhu Yingtian laughed, a trace of fatigue hidden under his eyes, it can be seen that he really racked his brains for these four words.

Bang bang bang!

At this moment, there was a burst of noise not far away.

"Huh? It seems to be the direction of the Saint Academy." Zhu Ying frowned and murmured: "The Saint Academy has always heard strange noises recently, I don't know what it is doing?"

"I heard that Zhi Wu and Hu Yanxiu have left the pass. I guess they are discussing it." Zhu Yingtian frowned and bit the pen, as if thinking about how to make these four words more perfect.

Zhu Ying raised her eyebrows. Not long after Luo Xiaoman left, Zhi Wu and Hu Yanxiu have all gone into seclusion, and they don't know how much they are stronger!

Peng!

In the sky, a red lotus appeared, constantly spinning, exuding compelling heat.

With the appearance of this red lotus, an ice lotus also condensed, exuding a forcing chill.

This hot-cold confrontation caused the temperature of Qinhuai City to change to a certain extent, and the steam that collided with each other made the outline of Sheng Academy even more obscure.

"Xiaoxiuxiu, okay, you dare to copy me!" Zhi Wu was too irritable. This red lotus was a killer he had realized, but it was only used now, and Hu Yanxiu also used him. How could it not be shocked by the similar ultimate move.

Hu Yanxiu's face was indifferent, his blond hair seemed to have grown a lot, and it was even more elegant. He was upright, like a benchmark stick on the ground, exuding a powerful aura, like an iceberg.

Unlike him, Zhiwu is more like a volcano, exuding scorching heat.

"A mere red lotus, do I need to copy you?" Hu Yanxiu's lips rose slightly, revealing a mocking smile. "I think you are copying me?"

"You you you!" Zhi Wu pointed to the calm Hu Yanxiu, so angry that he couldn't speak. For this indifferent, non-irritating person, his fists were like hitting cotton. Nowhere to focus.