Imperial College.

The old dean, at this time, stood in front of the map, looking at the dense lines on it, frowning slightly.

The cold Qinglong walked in from outside the house.

"That boy has arrived in the imperial capital?" the old dean asked casually.

Qinglong nodded.

"I got off the plane ten minutes ago."

"Where are the people?" the old dean asked again.

"He was picked up by that Shenzong deacon." Qinglong said with a wry smile.

The old dean paused for a moment, and then he couldn't help but sigh.

"What is expected is that he is Ji Yunsheng's only direct disciple in this world, and his status is equivalent to the young master of Shenzong. The current master of Shenzong is his senior sister. How could Shenzong not take this kind of status seriously.

"This time Shenzong suddenly established diplomatic relations with our country, it was also because he was in Dan Country.

Having said this, the old dean paused for a moment.

"One-nine-seven" He turned around and looked at Qinglong.

"Old Dean, what exactly did you and Deacon Yu talk about yesterday?" Qinglong asked curiously.

The old dean laughed.

Thinking of the conversation in the secret room yesterday, he felt filled with emotion.

With these five magical weapons of war, Shenzong is worthy of being the great sect of the Western Regions. What a great effort.

Even though he had seen strong winds and waves, he was still shocked by Shenzong's generosity.

With these five magic weapons of war, even if there is a war with Dongsang Kingdom, Yan Kingdom will not be afraid.

Of course, he also understood that the reason why Shenzong lent Yan Guo these five war weapons for free was entirely for Tang Feng's sake.

In other words, Dongsang Kingdom took action against Tang Feng before and hid the Zhengzong student from Shenzong.

Shenzong was in the Western Region and could not directly interfere in the affairs of Beiyuan. The female sect leader thought of this way to retaliate against Dongsang Kingdom.

The magic weapon of war is a strategic weapon of destruction.

The lethality of any war weapon on the battlefield far exceeds that of a Martial Lord, and is even comparable to that of a minor saint.

Currently, the Yan Kingdom only has two magical weapons of war.

And now, Shenzong actually lent the country five war weapons for free at once.

This is equivalent to five more secondary saints suddenly appearing in Yanguo.

Women are indeed the most vengeful. If you piss her off, she will do anything to get revenge.

Thinking of these five magical weapons of war, the old dean felt very good.

"In the next period of time, you will keep an eye on the entire imperial capital, especially on Tang Feng. If anyone dares to have evil intentions against him, no matter who he is, we will take him down immediately. Can we fight? Winning this battle with Dongsang Kingdom depends entirely on him," the old dean looked at Qinglong and said in a deep voice.

Between the words, fierce murderous intent flashed through.

Qinglong looked at the old dean and knew in his heart that this time, the old dean was serious.

"I don't want what happened in Jiangbei to happen again in the imperial capital." said the old dean.

Having said this, the old dean looked out the door.

"His title of Marquis is a bit low. I think the title of Prince is more suitable for him." Looking at the scenery outside the door, the old dean said thoughtfully.

Qinglong raised his head fiercely, his face full of disbelief.

Prince?

The old dean wants to give Prince Tang Feng the title!

This.........This seems a little inappropriate.

"Old Dean, after all, he has no foundation. Although he has made great contributions to the Yan Kingdom before, if the title of prince is too much, I am afraid that even His Majesty will not agree." Qinglong said hesitantly.

snort.

The old dean snorted coldly.

"Your Majesty will agree, and even those outsiders will not object. At this time, even the stupidest people will not offend Shenzong for such a trivial matter." 1

Qinglong seemed to understand something when he heard this.

yes.

Now Tang Feng is not only the young genius of the Yan Kingdom, but at the same time, he is also the direct disciple of the old master of the Shenzong and the younger brother of the current master of the Shenzong.

Who would offend Shenzong because of a princely title?

In the palace of King Yan.

Among the stretches of buildings, there is a palace with beautiful scenery.

A woman wearing a red robe, beautiful eyebrows, and luxurious makeup looked into the distance, deep in thought.

In front, a man wearing a dark mask stood tall with his head lowered.

"So, the people from Shenzong have already picked him up?"

A clear voice sounded.

"Yes, Crown Princess." The masked man bowed and responded.

"That's fine." the woman said softly.

On that beautiful face, a subtle emotion flashed away.

"The title of Marquis is too low and is not worthy of him. Let the people below move forward. I want him to go one step further and become a prince." The woman said with a deep look on her face.

There is no room for criticism between words…………

The masked man bowed again, then slowly retreated and disappeared.

The woman stood there alone, looking ahead.

The emotional fluctuations on that beautiful face gradually became stronger.

"Prince, this is just the beginning. I believe it won't take long."

A low murmur.

Tang Feng's departure did not affect the live broadcast of the diary.

In Nangong Xue's live broadcast room, the diary was still turning.

[September 17, 2020, sunny. 】

[The sudden snowfall caused the temperature to plummet. Last night, I lit the stove at home. As the fire in the stove burned, the whole house became very hot. 】

[After dinner, the three of us sat on the bed and chatted about everything. 】

[I have to admit that in terms of talent and learning alone, that woman Yunji can pull me ten blocks, maybe not just Tian blocks. 】

[This woman seems to know everything, and it seems that throughout the ages, countless knowledge in heaven and earth has been put into her brain. I am not only curious about how a person's head can hold so many things. 】

[As we were chatting, unknowingly, it was already late at night, and the room was getting colder. Yunji couldn't bear the cold, and she curled up slightly, and her hands were very cold. Only then did I realize that the fire was about to go out, so I hurriedly went there again. Add firewood to the stove. 】

[The lights went out and people fell asleep. 】

[In the second half of the night, something felt soft and attached to my body. I opened my eyes and looked, 0.3 it was Yunji. 】

[She huddled up and squeezed next to me. I could feel her body trembling. 】

[She is asleep, but very cold. 】

[I hesitated for a moment, opened my quilt, and gently pulled her into my quilt. Her hands, feet, and body were all very cold. 】

[As if she felt the warmth, she instinctively crawled into my arms. I held her in my arms and used my body temperature to drive away the cold. 】

[The cat is in my arms. She is finally no longer cold, her body no longer trembles, and she sleeps more soundly. 】

[This night, I also slept soundly, and I also had a sweet dream. In the dream, I seemed to have returned to my childhood. My grandfather bought me a balloon, filled it with water, and played with it in my hand. I can play all day long and never get bored. 】

[Maybe, I miss grandpa. 】

[I decided to go to my grandfather’s grave in the morning to see his old man. 】.

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