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Seventeen mirrored platforms in the inner courtyard.

Since the first snow fell in Bodhi Academy in winter, Xiao Lingtong has not been in a good mood. He has always been like this dim and dull sky, heavy and breathless.

It wasn't because Luo Changfeng picked half of the seventeen mirrored platforms in the inner courtyard that made them, who felt extremely good on weekdays, so they were embarrassed. Although there were still some reasons for this, more of them were out.

Yu Luo Changfeng ignored him and his 17th mirrored door god.

A month ago, Luo Changfeng began to write brilliant victories one after another from the 16th Spiegel Tower, which was unstoppable. The unusually arrogant inner courtyard Spiegel Tower lost a huge defeat, but he only jumped over him Xiao Lingtong.

Be with your ten sons.

No matter when and where in the inner courtyard of the academy, those students who once wanted to challenge the status of the seventeenth illuminated mirror tables in the inner courtyard will undoubtedly start their attempts with the seventeenth illuminated mirror tables as the starting point. After all, if there are ten

If the last of the seven-sized mirror stages cannot be defeated, what qualifications do you have to look at the other sixteen mirror stages that are invisible to the limit?

This is the origin of the name of the door god.

It is a title that is praised by the honors of guarding the mirror table.

But now, it is actually ignored!

Even if you have exposed your ten-school comrades in the purple bamboo forest, you should not directly ignore or even erase your existence?

Xiao Lingtong thought so.

He felt a little irritated and confused, so that there were slits and deviations between each move.

"Why are you still here?" Xiao Liu rushed in from outside and looked at Xiao Lingtong in panic and said.

"Where can you go if you are not here?" Xiao Lingtong said impatiently.

"What happened! Didn't you see the team that had just walked through our seventeenth courtyard?" Xiao Liu said urgently.

"Team? What team? Could it be that freshmen formed a league team that challenged the seventeenth stage in the inner courtyard, and was the door god of the Singjing Platform three times but failed to enter?" Xiao Lingtong's angry words were filled with a sense of self-deprecating.

After he complained about himself, he lowered his head and started practicing on his own.

He didn't hear Xiaoliu's answer, and he felt a vague feeling of uneasiness in his heart.

He looked up at Xiao Liu again.

His expression was initially confused, then questioned, and finally turned into surprise when he learned the truth. Then all these three emotions turned into anger.

Xiao Lingtong left the seventeen mirrored platforms angrily and walked towards the sixteen mirrored platforms.

...

It's still snowing.

The quiet and peaceful inner courtyard is planted with many strange flowers and plants to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and then is thickly wrapped by layers of snow quilts, making the inner courtyard of the academy, which is red and green in the autumn, turning it into a beautiful and beautiful courtyard.

It is covered in silver.

The snow on the bricks and tiles is not thick, and the north wind often blows, blowing the snow from high places to the ground and to the corner of the courtyard wall. The few plum blossoms in the corner cannot bear the weight of snow, and are crushed to pieces and scattered.

Plum blossoms in the field.

Jun Zeyu and others carried umbrellas to the gate of the 16th inner courtyard.

An old student from the academy walked out of the courtyard.

It was the first person Luo Changfeng challenged.

The old man looked at the ten people in front of him who were blocking the gate of the courtyard in surprise, looked at the green and confident faces, and his eyes finally fell on the Bodhi and Ten Sons worn by Jun Zeyu and others.

On the token of comrades, he frowned slightly and asked, "Freshman?"

"I've seen this senior brother." Jun Zeyu took the lead in bowing.

"What are the new student here for?" Since he was defeated by Luo Changfeng, the old student has been in a depressed mood.

I heard that before the freshmen's entrance exam, they had already formed a comrade-teacher of the Ten-Son threatening to make the seventeen bright mirrors in the inner courtyard uneasy. This arrogant behavior and exaggerated confidence made all the old students in the academy look at this year's academy. The recruited freshmen are not very fond of each other.

Especially the seniors and sisters of the 17-story towers in the inner courtyard of the academy.

This old student is no exception.

Jun Zeyu smiled slightly, took out a letter from the crescent moon and handed it on: "Please give me advice from my senior brother."

The old man's eyes remained on the letter in Jun Zeyu's hand.

Of course he wouldn't think it was an ordinary letter.

He could tell that it was a letter of war.

He did not accept the letter of war, but looked at Jun Zeyu with a disdainful smile: "Are you giving me a letter of war? Do you think I was defeated by Master Changfeng and could be allowed to be the only one. Have you grasped the soft persimmon?"

"Senior brother misunderstood." Jun Zeyu said with a smile.

"Misunderstanding? Isn't this a war letter to me?" said the old man.

"This is of course a war book, but it is not a war book that challenges you, senior brother, but a war book that is the ten-sen companion in the 16th Spiegel Tower." Jiang Manlou and others said impatiently.

Jun Zeyu nodded and said solemnly again: "The new ten-school comrade-comrade-comrade-comrade-comrade-comrade-comrade-comrade-comrade-comrade-comrade-comrade-comrade-comrade-comrade-comrade-comrade-comrade-comrade-comrade-comrade-comrade-comrade-comrade-comrade-comrade

Xiao Lingtong stood not far behind Jun Zeyu and others.

Hearing this solemn declaration of war, he saw the very familiar letter of war.

Then his eyes fell on the old man standing in front of the courtyard of sixteen bright mirror platforms. The latter also noticed Xiao Lingtong's gaze coming, and the two looked at each other from afar.

...

In the afternoon, a colorful light shone in the silver-white academy of heaven and earth rushed to the sky with a sharp sound, and then exploded in the sky.

That's the traces of fireworks!

A famous freshman in the School of the Academy's Art Sect looked up and saw the fireworks in the daytime, with an expression of excitement and admiration on his face. So in just a stick of incense, a piece of news was in the Academy's Outer College with a flash of lightning. It spreads through the Five Character Gate.

"I lost, I lost again! The 16th Sharp Tower in the inner courtyard has made another defeat!"

"The seventeenth door god mirror platform was ignored again!"

"Really? In this academy, who is not only the uncle of the Chuanzi Changfeng, who has entered the Forgetful River, who has the ability to challenge the seventeen mirror platforms in the inner courtyard?"

"Can it be that the old students in the academy have begun to accumulate strength?"

"No, neither is it. This time, the winner of the 16th Spiegel Tower was replaced by the freshmen from the outer courtyard who entered the academy at the same time as us!"

"Who is this senior brother who is so powerful that he finally made our new student famous this time."

"I suddenly remembered that today, Senior Brother Jun Zeyu, a disciple of Tiandong Tianji Star, did not seem to be here to listen to the class."

"Yes, yes. The playboy boy Jiang Manlou is also absent."

"And the guy with black robe in Chongyang... Nancy Han, who is on the Thirteenth Di Xuan List, did not attend class for the first time."

"Is it possible that they joined forces?"

"It must be so! During the lecture today, Jun Zeyu, Jiang Manlou and others came to pick up Peng Jiu away. At that time, we thought that Peng Jiu was arrogant and wanted to challenge the Mingjing platform in the inner courtyard. Now, thinking about it, they are likely to be We really teamed up to challenge the inner courtyard's Mingjing platform!"

"What? Jiang Manlou and others formed a new Ten-Son Comrades? According to your wishes, all Ten-Son Comrades on the 16th Singing Mirror Platform were defeated?"

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