"Deacon Beiming, why are you calling me over in such a hurry?" Mo Feng looked at Beiming, who was frowning with dissatisfaction.

This early morning, he was called out before he had breakfast.

Beiming covered his stomach with his hands, his face was a little pale, and he smirked: "Deacon Mo Feng, this morning is the time for the new students at Sheng Academy. There are two students who Elder Ji specially ordered to receive well.

"But..." He looked embarrassed, wondering if he ate something wrong this morning? Suddenly feel bad in this stomach? Even if he took some medicine pills, he couldn't resist the surging waves.

"I see." Mo Feng nodded, understanding Beiming's embarrassment, "Deacon Beiming, then you can solve your physical problems. I will entertain these two new students for you."

"Okay, thank you." Beiming said gratefully, suddenly his pupils shrank, and exclaimed: "Ah! No, I have to go to the cottage immediately."

"Oh, Deacon Beiming, you wait!!" Mo Feng wanted to call Beiming, but the people were already gone, "How can I know which two people are if you don't tell me their names? But, yes. People who are appreciated by Elder Ji must be extraordinary."

Luo Qinghen and Luo Qingyi came to the Saint Academy early.

When they saw the Holy Academy, their faces couldn't help showing shock.

The location of Sheng Academy, facing the imperial palace, is the second landmark of Qinhuai City.

The decoration and layout here are diametrically opposed to the luxury of the palace, revealing a trace of simplicity without losing the atmosphere.

"It's no wonder that so many people want to enter the Holy Academy, they are directed at this posture, and it also makes people have the urge to become its students." Luo Qinghen said with emotion.

Luo Qingyi smiled and had the same opinion.

He glanced at Luo Xiaoman next to him again. This little ancestor didn't need to follow him, but he said he wanted to see and see, so he came together.

"Xiaoman, don't run around later." Luo Qingyi walked over and said, "Holy Academy is a powerful existence second only to the royal family. It can't be easily provoked, know?"

"Big brother, are they so unreliable?" Luo Xiaoman flattened his mouth and said depressedly, "I'm so good."

That's it!

Luo Qingyi rolled his eyes. It would be great if you could follow him in peace for a quarter of an hour.

"Here, here's this candied haws." He took out a candied haws and handed it over, "If you want to be obedient, you have candies to eat."

"Good." Luo Xiaoman's eyes lit up and he quickly ate the candied haws in Luo Qingyi's hands. "Oh, the candied haws made by elder brother is the best."

"Heh, you little guy." Luo Qingyi smiled, and touched Luo Xiaoman's head dozingly, his movements as soft as wind blowing across his skin.

Mo Yuan frowned, lowered his eyes and looked at a dark candied fruit in his hand, hesitating.

He studied for one night last night. He thought it was easy to make candied haws, but how did it feel a little different from Luo Qingyi's?

"Hey, Mo Yuan, what are you holding?"

"It's nothing!"

Mo Yuan's hands were as fast as lightning, and while Da Bai yawned, he stuffed the black candied haws into his mouth.

Dabai's eyes widened, his face was dumbfounded, and he chewed subconsciously.

Suddenly, his face collapsed instantly.

What the **** is this? Why is it so bad?

Da Bai just wanted to vomit, but met Mo Yuan's murderous eyes.