The people who carried out the punishment of burning people alive had blank expressions on their faces and their voices were dry. Although the scene was very quiet, it was very creepy.

"Beiming Xiyu is the prince of the Beiao Dynasty, and so is Beiming Junze? Is that right?" Lan Qingyu asked after she remembered.

Ouyang Zhiruo, Nangong Wan and others did not expect Lan Qingyu to ask this. They originally thought that Lan Qingyu would be scared.

"Yes!" Nangong Wan responded readily.

"So you are all from the Beiao Dynasty, right?" Lan Qingyu regretted what he said as soon as he said it, because Aotian Academy is the largest academy on the Aotian Continent, and naturally there are many people from all over the world gathered in the academy.

Nangong Wan smiled gently, "Among the ten of us, only Beiming Xiyu and I are from the Beiao Dynasty, Zhiruo and Yue'er are from the Dongling Dynasty, and we don't know the origins of Brother Shi Dashuai, and the others are from the Nansheng Dynasty."

Lan Qingyu smiled sheepishly, "Sorry, I didn't mean to ask."

"It's okay, because these things are not secrets in our West Court. Our West Court is different from the East Court. Everyone is equal in our West Court, and men and women are equal, while the East Court is much more chaotic." Nangong Wan said heavily.

Lan Qingyu shrugged and did not continue asking. She changed the subject and said, "You also want to try that inheritance."

Ouyang Zhiruo, Nangong Wan and Nalan Yue smiled at each other and nodded.

"Not only us, the entire Aotian Academy will participate, so the competition will be fierce." Ning Zhier waved her hands helplessly.

Lan Qingyu smiled and said, "Just do your best!"

"So will you go?" Bai Xianyan asked.

Lan Qingyu looked at the two girls who had been playing the background, then shook his head and said, "No, I just came to check out the situation."

"Why?" They didn't understand.

Lan Qingyu didn't know how to explain it. What she needed was experience rather than blindly improving herself. That would only make her foundation weak. But she couldn't say, "You all go and try. I may not be able to get the inheritance even if I go. If I have that time, I might as well experience more in the Nether Forest."

Nangong Wan and the others felt really sorry for Lan Qingyu, but there was nothing they could do because they didn't see any curiosity on Lan Qingyu's face. Perhaps he really didn't want to get the inheritance!

Lan Qingyu suddenly thought of someone, a person whose arm she had shaken off with her Silence Whip——

Bei Ming Jun Ze!!!

Lan Qingyu had long known that it was impossible for this person to hide, and he would definitely come out for revenge.

"What about Bei Ming Junze?" Lan Qingyu asked.

When Ouyang Zhiruo and others heard Bei Ming Junze's name, their faces changed.

"What's wrong? He's not dead. He's back." When Lan Qingyu saw how they looked, the uneasiness in his heart instantly surged up.

They looked at each other and didn't say a word. Lan Qingyu saw their expressions. This proved something: things were complicated and the consequences were serious.

"Since you can't open your mouth, then don't say anything!" Lan Qingyu didn't want to embarrass them. Maybe they had their own difficulties that they couldn't express.

Ouyang Zhiruo and others were relieved to see that Lan Qingyu did not ask them. After all, it was better for Lan Qingyu not to know about this. Now they could just live happily one day at a time.

They chatted casually for a while, and after a while, Mo Yao came over to take Lan Qingyu back.

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