Bone Throne

"The bloodline of the dark emperor?" Hearing Sheng Yafeng's extravagant report, Shui Binyao raised his eyes, and the light golden pupil color became deep and intense, but it changed back to the original color after a while, but the calm on the face was difficult to maintain, "His background is really not small. No matter how the blood of the Lord of Darkness is passed down, no force can move him."

Sheng Yafeng in front of Shui Binyao is completely different from the dumb and dumb in front of Nangong Yin. The delicate doll has a serious look on his face, like those old-fashioned academics in the academy, "I know what you are thinking, you know Knowing his identity, it is equivalent to the Church of Light knowing, but I have to advise you, tell the Church of Light not to touch that child."

"What do you mean?" Facing his friends who grew up with him, Shui Binyao did not treat outsiders as gently and indifferently, but expressed his true emotions bluntly, "His blood is not fully awakened now, The strength is also very weak, if the Church of Light really wants to kill him, it will be easy."

Sheng Yafeng raised his lips and smiled, the cold arc was quite Gu Qingya, but it was even more deep and indifferent, "Don't forget, if the Lord of Darkness wants to completely destroy your Church of Light, it will be easy, don't think I don't know, what kind of darkness The Lord and the Lord of Light will perish together. These are just the words of your Church of Light to confuse the world. What is the real situation, others don’t know, and you, the archbishop in white, don’t know? What’s more, the identity of the child is more than that.”

Shui Binyao pursed her lips tightly, but did not refute Sheng Yafeng's words.

"I'm in a different camp from you, so that's all I can say. As for what you do in the future, that's up to you. Whatever the consequences, you're all at your own risk." Sheng Yafeng finished speaking casually, turned and left Shui Binyao's room.

After Sheng Yafeng left, Shui Binyao's face became even uglier. The magic frame of the sound transmission array had already appeared in front of him, but he hesitated to inject the magic power into it.

In the end...should I tell the Holy Son?

After Nangong Yin had a simple lunch, he took his notebook and went to Zangshu Pavilion.The Library Pavilion of the Platinum Academy is the only one on the mainland that is smaller than the Mirror Tower. Except for some isolated historical books of the Dark Church and the Church of Light, almost any book on the mainland can be found here.It can be said that the reason why Nangong Yin chose Platinum Academy as his starting point is also because of this library.

However, since Nangong Yin has not yet become a formal student of the Platinum Academy, the Cangshu Pavilion only has the first and second levels of authority open to him, and he can only read some basic theoretical knowledge and other books without reading restrictions.Even so, Nangong Yin is very content. With his current knowledge reserve, even if he is given the highest level of authority, he still can't understand the collection of books inside.

After registering with the administrator of Zangshu Pavilion, Nangong Yin took the authorization card and entered the first floor. Before he could start picking the books he wanted to read, the barrier behind him lit up, and Sheng Yafeng also walked in.

"..." Nangong Yinmu put on a face, "What are you doing here?"

Sheng Yafeng looked around, and said nonchalantly, "This is the Library Pavilion of Platinum Academy. I am the tutor of Platinum Academy, why can't I come here?"

Nangong Yin: "Then you should go to the highest floor, this is the first floor."

Sheng Yafeng continued to talk nonsense: "We are going to bring in new students soon, can I review the basic theory?"

"..." Nonsense you!

Nangong Yin didn't bother to pay attention to him, turned around and walked to the nearest bookshelf to stand still, glanced from top to bottom, picked out a few books, took them out and sat down in front of a chair beside her.The books in Zangshu Pavilion cannot be taken out. For the convenience of reading, there are many tables and chairs in Zangshu Pavilion for readers to sit. If you forget to bring the pen and paper for recording, there are also on the table, which can be said to be accurate and complete.

Standing by the bookshelf, Sheng Yafeng saw that Nangong Yin was immersed in the sea of ​​books as soon as he sat down, taking a pen to write something on the notebook from time to time, with a look of extreme concentration, so he didn't want to disturb him in the past, so he walked over quietly Sit down on the seat beside him, for fear of disturbing him.

Nangong Yin ignored Sheng Yafeng, who was already synonymous with neuroticism in his heart, and wrote down the points that needed to be remembered, and memorized the things that needed to be memorized at the same time. He was very busy with two tasks.Before Shui Binyao officially became his mentor, he could only rely on himself. The assessment after half a month will determine his fate for the next ten years—whether he will stay in Platinum Academy to study, or start traveling the mainland in advance.

……

The girl with long blond hair, blue eyes, and a beautiful appearance lay unconscious in Ding Yuye's arms, while Feng Yaran was glaring at him opposite him, the blood from his injured right arm had already stained his entire sleeve red .

"Ding Yuye, let her go!" Feng Yaran wanted to snatch the girl back from Ding Yuye's arms regardless of her injuries, "She grew up with you, you really have the heart to push her into the fire pit! ?”

Ding Yuye was expressionless and awe-inspiring, with cold blue magic power surrounding him, "As a saint of the Illuminati Church, she has enjoyed honor, wealth, and a lot of cultivation resources since she was a child. This is her right But rights and obligations are unified, she enjoys the rights, she must pay the corresponding price, as the descendant of the mirror tower, don't you even understand this?"

Feng Yaran gritted his teeth to resist the growing dizziness, and said in a deep voice: "So what? Is this reason alone enough for you to treat her as a sacrifice to the so-called god in your mouth?"

"I said, this is her obligation, and we didn't let her sacrifice. What's more, the saint doesn't want to leave with you, otherwise how do you think I will know where you are hiding?" Ding Yuye said the same words I have told Feng Yaran no less than ten times, but this guy has been unwilling to believe him because of the shadow of his childhood, and he is delusional about taking the saint away, he is really dazzled by love.

"No! It's impossible!" Feng Yaran couldn't help being taken aback when he heard his last words, and then showed a look of disbelief.

Not wanting to talk nonsense with Feng Yaran any more, Ding Yuye stepped in front of Feng Yaran, slapped him on the side of the neck and knocked him unconscious, then quickly left with the girl in his arms.

Not long after, an old man with white beard and hair came to the fainted Feng Yaran, looked at him who was still frowning in a coma, and couldn't help but sighed, "Oh, how many times have I told you, that girl and You have no fate, why do you have to get yourself covered in bruises every time because of her."

After the old man finished speaking, he leaned over and picked up Feng Yaran, and turned to go west.Over there, it is the direction to Platinum Academy.

Nangong Yin was walking back to the dormitory, and Sheng Yafeng was walking behind Nangong Yin. The figures of the two, one in front of the other, attracted the attention of many people on the school road, forming a special scene.

Sheng Yafeng has been following Nangong Yin for a day, and he is basically inseparable. Although Nangong Yin tried his best not to pay attention to him, it is difficult for him to ignore the one behind him because of those glances that he keeps glancing at him all the time.

Walking to the door of the dormitory, the footsteps behind still didn't stop. Nangong Yin finally turned his head unbearably, and said in a hoarse and tired voice: "Mr. Sheng Yafeng, how long are you going to follow me?"

Sheng Yafeng was taken aback by Nangong Yin who suddenly turned his head. He blinked and looked at him for a moment before saying, "I followed you to protect you."

Nangong Yin rubbed her sore temples from the theoretical class that required a lot of memorization all afternoon, and tried to keep calm and said: "I'm in Platinum Academy now, I'm not in any danger, and I don't need your protection, please You don't follow me anymore."

"That's not necessarily true. Platinum Academy is not absolutely safe." Sheng Yafeng shook his head seriously, then stepped forward to push him into the dormitory, and said, "Are you tired? Go in and rest, I'll stay outside for a while , I'll leave if nothing happens."

Nangong Yin really had the feeling that "a scholar meets a soldier, and the reason is hard to explain" when facing the stubborn Sheng Yafeng.

"Then you stay here, I'll go in first." Seeing that he persisted, Nangong Yin didn't say anything more. After entering the dormitory, he closed the door with his backhand and breathed a sigh of relief.

Nangong Yin's dormitory is a single room, not big, but clean and tidy, very warm.This is the convenience that his status as Shui Binyao's quasi-apprentice won for him. For this reason, he also aroused the jealousy and hatred of many narrow-minded people, and rushed to find him several times. It's so annoying, but it's still annoying, and I have to find a way to fix it once and for all.

Thinking of this, Nangong Yin threw the notebook on the bed, walked into the bathroom, put hot water on himself and took a shower, and when he came out wrapped in a bathrobe, he found someone lying on the bed, and someone standing in front of the bed, as if out of thin air The appearance is average, but also very familiar with the way.

Nangong Yin stopped wiping her hair, and the person standing in front of the bed covered the person lying on the bed with a quilt, then straightened up and looked at him, with a gentle and amiable face and deep eyes.

"Are you?" Nangong Yin put down the towel and asked politely.His slightly wet bangs fell on his forehead, and his hair was a little messy, but he had a kind of unrestrained coolness, but his cold and distant gaze paused for a moment when he saw the person lying on the bed.

Just when Nangong Yin's peaceful expression cracked a crack due to surprise, the kind-faced old man smiled lightly and said, "Young man, is your name Nangong Yin?"

"Yes." Nangong Yin nodded hesitantly, then looked at Feng Yaran who was sleeping soundly with closed eyes on the bed, "This is... what's going on?"

The old man didn't answer, but the curvature of his lips became wider, he stretched out his hand and patted Feng Yaran's cheek, and said, "Aran has suffered a lot these days, he once told me about you, he said he took you Watch it as a friend. Now he is injured and cannot go to the Mirror Tower, and I don’t know where to take him, so...you don’t mind, do you?”

injured?

Nangong Yin's eyes moved down, seeing Feng Yaran's blood-stained black-brown sleeves, he understood.He didn't quite know what happened between them, but it should have something to do with the fact that he took away the saint of the Guangming Church. Ding Yuye couldn't be the one who was beaten like this, right?

"I don't mind, but this is Platinum Academy, there are too many worries, how long can he hide?" Nangong Yin asked.

The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Yaran is also a student of Platinum Academy, so there is no need to hide. As long as you are willing, you won't have any worries about applying to transfer him to your dormitory."

It turned out that he had already thought about it, and it seemed that he came prepared, Nangong Yin stopped thinking about it, and nodded in agreement.

After the old man left, Nangong Yin thought for a while, took out a few bottles of good healing medicine from Zhu Mingjie, treated the wound of Feng Yaran who was in a coma, and scrubbed his body before he breathed a sigh of relief .In any case, since this person has entered his life, he can only take good care of him. It doesn't take much anyway, and he can also make friends with Jingta, so why not do it.

Carefully moving Feng Yaran aside, Nangong Yin turned off the light and lay down on the bed, quickly going through what he learned today in his mind, and then he relaxed and fell asleep.

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