"Okay, it's getting late, let's have lunch, General Feng, you too."

Chu Yi glanced at Ning Huanxin and Feng Yan at this time, and while talking, slowly got up.

"Oh."

Ning Huanxin nodded.

In fact, she was silent just now, just trying to figure out—

Where is the front cover?

If Feng Thirteen was really as rumored to be a saint disciple whom Chu Yi trusted, would she be sent by Chu Yi to perform some tasks? Or went to their world?

It wasn't Ning Huanxin's conspiracy theory, but she felt that Chu Yi was too unreliable and too weird.

…………

Three people went to the dining room one after another.

It was the first time Feng Yan came here and saw two chairs in the dining room. He didn't move, but stood quietly behind.

Chu Yi still sat on the main seat.

Ning Huanxin sat beside him. After she sat down, she looked at Chu Yi and then at Feng Yan, who could only stand.

Ning Huanxin said nothing.

Since this dynasty had his rules, Ning Huanxin would not follow it, but it would not destroy anything.

She is just a passerby here, nothing more.

Perhaps it was because there was a third person. This time, Chu Yi didn't take off his mask. He didn't say a word during the whole meal.

It turns out that this is the normal style of painting of the National Normal University!

After eating, Feng Yan respectfully wanted to quit.

Chu Yi just waved his hand coldly.

After coming out of the National Teacher Hall, Feng Yan felt the sun in the sky, still feeling a bit cold.

The Yin Qi in the Palace of the National Teacher is really too heavy, and ordinary people simply cannot bear it.

"Don't talk about the saint woman with anyone, otherwise, destroy the nine races."

Chu Yi's sound transmission suddenly rang in Feng Yan's ears at this moment, and Feng Yan's expression was frightened, and he took a deep breath, and then slowly left the gate of the National Master Hall.

Before Feng Yan left the imperial city, he was stopped.

"General Feng, please, your Majesty!"

Your majesty must be asking about the national teacher and the saint woman. Feng Yan lowered his eyes and followed the ******** to the hall of discussion of his majesty...

Inside the National Division Hall.

After lunch, Ning Huanxin went back to her yard to practice sword.

She was a good classmate who was diligent and studious. She practiced from the afternoon to the evening until the sun went down. Then Ning Huanxin ate something casually and continued to practice again.

How much does this guy want to kill himself?

Chu Yi stood in the dark, quietly watching Ning Huanxin work hard to kill him.

At this moment, he actually felt... very gratified.

…………

The days in the Dong'an Dynasty passed very quickly, somewhat comfortable, but also a little weird.

Ning Huanxin never knew that he and his enemies could live in one place so happily.

Moreover, Chu Yi came to guide Ning Huanxin to practice sword regularly every day.

He can simply be awarded a certificate of the best diligent master in the world!

In a blink of an eye, ten days passed.

Ning Huanxin was talented, and Chu Yi was surprised by the speed of learning.

unfortunately……

Still the time is too short.

Chu Yi knew that there was not much time left for him.

"Well, let's practice today."

Chu Yi looked at the sky and interrupted Ning Huanxin's practice.

"Ok."

Ning Huanxin nodded, and when she turned her head, she saw Chu Yi standing not far away with her long hair flying, which was really pleasing to the eye.

Obviously he is such a beautiful person, why...

Ning Huanxin thought of her side mission.

There is a side mission with particularly high points in her WeChat system of the underworld, which is to find Master Yi and bring him to justice so that he will not harm others.