Fang Qian smiled. He was pretty, and when he smiled like a spring breeze, his heart was charming.

But no one paid attention to him, so naturally no one saw him.

He reached out and touched the horse's forehead, and he whispered, "I don't need you to comfort me yet."

There was an extra fruit in his hand, of course this was not a devil fruit.

And the moment the fruit appeared, the horses on the grass suddenly neighed loudly.

Because they feel a strong desire, from the deepest part of their bloodline, irresistible desire.

But they don’t know where this desire comes from, they only know that it is here, but they don’t know where it is.

Where did the candidates get this situation? Many candidates fell off the horse on the spot. If it weren't for the rushing interception of the military captains, I'd be afraid that some people would find it difficult to get out of this pasture intact.

Fang Qian handed his hand to the horse's mouth and carefully blocked the breath of the fruit.

"Why eat it soon, be careful that your brothers and sisters all come and snatch it away."

The variegated black and white horse looked at Fang Qian with big eyes, and he actually felt grateful in a very humane way.

It swallowed the fruit in one bite, and then a huge aura from its body immediately made it roar loudly.

After the roar, its physique became stronger, its heightened, and its gray hair began to become more white.

At the same time, there is a more magical change in its body that is slowly happening.

This is a bloodline fruit that does not belong to this world. A bloodline fruit of Tianma is not even less valuable than the devil fruit. It consumes him nine points of the origin of the heavens.

Maybe these points Fang Qian can be used to do many incredible things, but he wants to do this now, so he does it, it doesn’t matter whether it’s gain or loss.

Fang Qian touched its neck and said, "I will call you Xiaobai from now on. How about carrying me for a while?"

Xiaobai lay down gentlely and answered with his actions.

Fang Qian smiled bitterly. He wanted to try the pleasure of jumping up the horse, but looking at Xiaobai's gentle but firm appearance, what else could he say?

When a white lightning flashed out of the herd, many people were surprised by this.

In the memories of many lieutenants, there seems to be no such strong white horse on the horse field.

Many candidates who have passed the exam sighed regretfully, why didn’t they find this horse?

When Fang Qian left the fence, Ning Que stood with a girl in red at the entrance of the examination room.

Seeing Fang Qian come out, Ning Que said hello and bypassed the girl in red and trotted towards the qi medicine examination room.

Fang Qian looked at another familiar face and felt relieved unconsciously.

Seeing the girl stomping her feet resentfully, she was so angry that she wanted to know who Ning Que was, Fang Qian said casually when she passed by.

"His name is Ning Que, my name is Fang Qian. Maybe we will be common in the future!"

After saying that, he also went straight to the radiology examination room.

Situ Yilan was halfway through her anger. When she saw Fang Qian’s back, she suddenly didn’t know how to continue getting angry.

The exam is still continuing. Fang Qian is naturally not as good as Ning Lai’s training, but Fang Qian has strong strength and accurate eyesight, and his grades are naturally extremely excellent. As for Le Ke, Fang Qian played a few songs at will, not to mention artistic conception, at least he has achieved the ultimate in his technique. After all, it is indoor sports and he is very experienced.

At dusk, there were fewer idle people, leaving only some people to host the next session, and it was slowly time to make the list.

Fang Qian did not look at the list because he already knew the result, and he didn't like those jealous scenes, and it was difficult for him to have any good feelings for the young masters of aristocratic families in major families.

However, at this time, a big storm actually caused in front of the list.

Because of the same name, six same scores, Fang Qian, A!

In the Sixth Clinic, this is another perfect result that has appeared in the academy five years later.

Everyone looked at the name quietly, feeling as if something was stuck in their hearts.

Especially the few candidates who claim to be talented people feel depressed while unwilling to give up.

Xie San Gongzi Xie Chengyun's sixth subjects, and his good grades in both subjects can only be overshadowed.

They had never heard of Fang Qian's name, but today they were trampled on by Fang Qian's name.

Situ Yilan had a complicated look, and she remembered the gentle young man who passed by her.

I don't know what it feels like in my heart.

Ning Que looked at his third-level exam, so he felt better because he failed the exam in other exams. When he saw Fang Qian's six exams, he couldn't help but feel shocked and happy.

Of course, his grades obviously also attracted some dissatisfaction, especially in the mathematics subject, because in the eyes of many people, only geniuses like Xie Chengyun and Wang Ying can get grades on the A, rather than being a frontier.

Even if they are Tang people and future disciples of academy, they still look at their status and status.

Situ Yilan didn't care about Ning Que's identity, but because she suffered a loss on the dark horse before and with various reasons, she couldn't help but stand up and question Ning Que's grades in the major subject.

The answer was an old woman wearing a blue coat and holding a bamboo broom in her hand.

An honorary teacher from a college.

In this way, naturally no one dares to have any questions anymore.

Fang Qian had already arrived in an old bookstore in the academy. Because someone wanted to see him, he came.

The door here seemed to be open forever, so he walked in directly, and then he saw a man.

A female professor who sat by the window and always lowered her head and drew small calligraphy.

He knew that this was Lin Wu, the former leader of the Demon Sect, and naturally Yu Lian, the third gentleman of the academy.

As expected, it was as gentle as he imagined, and very delicate as he thought.

Yu Lian slowly raised his head, took the pen in his hand, looked at Fang Qian and said gently, "Do you want to be your master?"

Fang Qian said calmly: "If I don't worship Master as my teacher, wouldn't I be a student of Master?"

She naturally understood the meaning of this sentence, so she asked again: "What are you here for?"

"I came to the academy to read books," Fang Qian said naturally because he did think so.

Yu Lian nodded slightly and said, "Okay, you don't have to go to class. If you want to, come here to read anytime."

Fang Qian bowed and said, "Thank you, Mr. San."

Yu Lian was slightly surprised and said, "Do you know me?"

Fang Qian smiled slightly and said, "A woman with such temperament and loves small calligraphy as you are, I think there are only three gentlemen in the entire academy."

Yu Lian smiled and felt a warm feeling.

"I like you."

Fang Qian knew that what she was talking about was not what the women liked, so he smiled warmly.

"I like you too!"

The conversation came to an end. After Fang Qian left, a teacher from an old bookstore came over and bowed respectfully in front of Yu Lian, saying, "Teacher, he is from Xiling after all. Since he doesn't want to worship his master, it's better to send him off earlier."

Yu Lian picked up his pen and slowly wrote the words Fang Qian on the white paper, and said softly: "Fang Zhengqian is as gentle as his name. Since he entered my academy, he is naturally a disciple of the academy and a disciple of the Master. You are so old that no young man can see clearly. As for Xiling, the Master will not care, so our academy will naturally not care."
Chapter completed!