Blue Silver Grass Guide

Flanders glanced at Dean Liu who was not far away with a complicated expression. Faced with his gaze, Dean Liu turned his head rather uncomfortably and avoided eye contact with him.

Sighing secretly in his heart, Flanders let out a breath, calmed down his somewhat ups and downs, looked at the Xueqing River opposite, and said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, if you have anything to say, you might as well say it directly."

"Okay~" Xue Qinghe nodded slightly, smiled warmly, and said unhurriedly: "It can be seen that both you, Teacher Flanders, and Dean Liu have great expectations for Yu Xiaogang just now. treat him as an extremely important person in his life, right?”

"That's right!" Flanders nodded heavily and responded with a serious face: "Although the three of us are not blood brothers or brothers and sisters, the relationship between us is better than ordinary brothers and sisters. Be deeper and more pure!”

"We are comrades-in-arms and close friends who can trust each other in life and death!"

Faced with the strong emotions revealed in Flanders' words, Xue Qinghe was noncommittal, smiled lightly, shook his head, and said pointedly: "You two have a deep relationship, and you can indeed tell a little bit about it, but it's pure... "

The words were not fully spoken, but the meaning contained in them was obvious.

On the side, Dean Liu who heard this finally couldn't hold it back, frowned and asked: "What exactly do you want to say?"

"Nothing~" Xue Qinghe turned to look at Dean Liu and said lightly: "I'm just thinking that the reason why you two admire Yu Xiaogang so strongly is because his talent is so high that you Are you convinced, or is it because of the influence of blood, soul power, and spiritual resonance after using martial soul fusion skills?"

"Bloodline?" Dean Liu murmured in confusion.

Flanders frowned: "Spiritual resonance?"

Seeing that the two of them started to think along the lines of his own words, Xue Qinghe continued: "Yes, especially Yu Xiaogang's martial soul occupies a dominant position in your martial soul fusion skills. You two are obviously far stronger than him. , but it is in a supporting position during the integration.”

"Dean Liu, your martial spirit is the "Fire Dragon" that mutated from the "Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus". It is supplemented by the relatively pure true dragon blood of your "Fire Dragon" martial spirit, and Yu Xiaogang's pig-like dog-like bloodline. The martial soul Luo Sanpao had just made a brief bloodline leap and transformed into the legendary "Bright Holy Dragon" form. "

"So, your... fondness for Yu Xiaogang, is it your own consciousness, or is it your martial soul and your blood that are affecting you, making you yearn to get closer and transform into a more powerful "Saint of Light"? dragon"? "

Faced with this question, in the past, Dean Liu would have answered the former without hesitation, but now, when the words came to her lips, she hesitated.

The previous martial soul fusion skill lasted very short, and it didn't even last three minutes before it was forcibly defeated by the woman in front of him who called himself 'Yu Wushuang'.

Not only was Yu Xiaogang's mind so shocked that he couldn't accept the reality and ran away on the spot, in fact, both Dean Liu and Flanders were also greatly shocked at that time.

If the powerful power when performing martial soul fusion skills makes people addicted, then the state brought about by the blending of blood, soul power, and spiritual resonance is even more fascinating. It is an indescribable feeling of comfort and relaxation. hapiness!

Dean Liu has been keeping his integrity for so many years, but Flanders has taken Ma Hongjun on and off many hooks, and he knows the wonderful feeling of physical fusion. In Flanders's senses, compared to the physical fusion in the hook bar, the martial soul fusion state is a high-level pleasure that is more irresistible.

The two of them didn't know what Yu Xiaogang was thinking in the past twenty years, but both Flanders and Dean Liu had missed the moment when the three of them used martial soul fusion skills.

Unexpectedly, the martial arts fusion on the front foot had just been successful today. Before the two of them could experience the power of the "Golden Holy Dragon" from a first-person perspective, the "Golden Holy Dragon" was crushed by 'Yu Wushuang' with a blast. How comfortable were they? I didn't feel any pleasure at all, but my internal organs and spirit were greatly affected.

It can be said that the experience of the first martial soul fusion after twenty years was not good for the three of them.

The unpleasant experience also suppressed their positive sense of attachment to Yu Xiaogang to a certain extent. Especially in the previous battle, Yu Xiaogang's consciousness was sluggish and uncoordinated when controlling the Golden Holy Dragon, as clumsily as a three-year-old child wielding a sledgehammer, which further aggravated the negative sense of the two of them watching the battle from the first-person perspective.

If it weren't for Xue Qinghe's enlightenment at this moment, maybe after some time, the two of them would clear the shadow of this failure from their minds, trusting and recognizing Yu Xiaogang's dominant position as always.

Unfortunately there is no if.

Xue Qinghe's words echoed in the hearts of Flanders and Dean Liu like a yellow bell, making them unable to calm down for a long time.

Of course, just a few words from Xue Qinghe cannot directly overturn the two people's more than twenty-year friendship for Yu Xiaogang. At most, it can only bury a nail and make a crack appear in the inherent understanding between the two.

And this, for Xue Qinghe, has already achieved its goal.

As Xue Qinghe finished speaking, and as Flanders and Dean Liu fell into silence, the reception room became quiet again.

Xue Qinghe glanced at the two Flanders who were silent and dazed, shook his head, and turned his attention to Teacher Yin Shu... and Dai Mubai and others.

"Teacher Yin Shu~" Xue Qinghe said in a calm tone, "Today is just a coincidence, the members of the second team prepared by [Tian Dou Royal Academy] just arrived. Look, wouldn't it be convenient for them to arrange exchanges with outstanding students from your academy? "

Without waiting for Yin Shu's reply, Xue Qinghe looked at Dai Mubai who looked calm and calm and asked calmly: "Dai Mubai, is that right?"

Looking at Xue Qinghe, who had a gentle and elegant demeanor, but a hint of domineering tone in his words, Dai Mubai felt his heart tremble. Compared with the often incompetent and furious Xue Beng, the prince Xue Qinghe in front of him was not simple. He could speak in just a few words. This made Teacher Flender and Dean Liu confused. They immediately became more vigilant and responded in a neither humble nor arrogant tone: "Dai Mubai, I have met His Highness the Crown Prince~"

"No need to be polite~" Facing the cautious Dai Mubai, Xue Qinghe waved his hand and said casually: "Not to mention your talent, just because of your status, you don't need to care about those many rules."

That's all, when Dai Mubai's expression changed, Xue Qinghe changed the subject and asked: "I wonder what you think of the proposal I just made? Are you willing to communicate with the outstanding students of [Lanba Academy]? "

"This..." Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai looked at Flanders beside him with some hesitation.

Feeling Dai Mubai's gaze, Flanders, who was still a little confused, managed to calm down and looked at Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun and others one by one, and finally turned to look at Dean Liu on the other side.

At the same time, Teacher Yinshu was also waiting for instructions from his dean.

Dean Liu's eyebrows were furrowed. Apparently, he was not able to gather his thoughts as quickly as Flanders. After becoming the focus of his attention, he said impatiently: "Don't look at me, you can take care of this matter."

After a pause, Dean Liu glanced at the cold-faced Yu Wushuang, the prince Xue Qinghe with a gentle smile, and the three girls Yang Shirley who still wore veils to cover their faces, and said half sarcastically and half angrily: "Moreover. Now, do our opinions still matter?”