There was a bang.

Luo Xiaoman took out the lollipop from his mouth, and said helplessly: "Forget it, I still don't want him to accept his brothers as disciples, this relationship is uncomfortable."

"Xiaoman, what are you eating?" Luo Qinghen asked suspiciously when he saw that Luo Xiaoman was eating deliciously.

"This?" Luo Xiaoman shook the lollipop in his hand and smiled, "This is called a lollipop, it's delicious."

"Ah? Lollipop?" Luo Qinghen was taken aback, never heard of this thing, "How did you get it?"

"It was given to me by an old grandfather." Luo Xiaoman stretched out his small tongue and licked it gently, with a satisfied smile on his small face.

"Grandpa?" At this time, Luo Qingyi squinted his eyes, and said, "Speaking of which, where did you go just now?"

"Um... Brother, hurry up and go to the entrance ceremony." Luo Xiaoman held a lollipop and hurriedly pushed Luo Qingyi and Luo Qinghen, "If you are late, you will miss the chance to be selected by the elders. "

She would not say that she sneaked into the Holy Academy to find food.

I heard that the food in the Holy Academy is very good, but now she can't hide her urge to forage as a snack food.

Mo Yuan next to him shook his head. Xiaoman was really fearless in order to eat. If it weren't for the kind-hearted grandfather just now, he didn't say anything, he would probably cause a lot of trouble.

But is this lollipop delicious? I have to look back.

"Well, let's go now." Luo Qingyi shook his head with a wry smile, and no longer entangled the question of why Luo Xiaoman sneaked away.

Anyway, it was enough for this little ancestor to be safe and sound.

The entrance ceremony was held in the college square. Many mentors and deacons could be seen around, they were maintaining order on the scene.

Of course, each of these freshmen is in awe, and they dare not make trouble. Even if there are many children from big families among them, they have to put away their pride.

After all, the people who can be here are geniuses out of a million, no weaker than themselves.

"Hey, isn't this Young Master Ouyang? Shouldn't you come out of the independent lounge?" A freshman couldn't help mocking when he saw Ouyang Xuhua with a pale face coming over.

"Yeah! How can a genius like you deserve your identity in the public lounge?"

Almost all freshmen knew that Deacon Mo Feng had admitted the wrong person.

This oolong is not too funny.

Ouyang Xuhua's face was sullen and twisted, and he walked to his place silently without responding.

At this moment, the gaze he felt was no longer envy, but mockery.

Bastard!

Why is it not me, but the two hillbilly, alchemist, and tool master? The ordinary level is meaningless at all, and it wastes the time of cultivation.

From now on will be mediocre waste!

Chen Muyu has been following behind, with a calm mind and a gentle touch on his face. He doesn't feel ashamed of this oolong.

For her, this is nothing but a beautiful misunderstanding.

Chen Muyu noticed the change in Ouyang Xuhua's face, and couldn't help shook his head. This guy was too arrogant and narrow-minded, and he would suffer.

"Hey, here they are."

Suddenly, everyone's eyes swept over.

Luo Qingyi and Luo Qinghen walked over slowly, gathering everyone's eyes.

One of them is gentle and elegant, all gestures are so natural and comfortable, and the other is a bit irritable, with unconstrained eyes, constantly sweeping back and forth, active like a fake account.