"Brother, where is he... now?" Jun Wuxie said in an inaudible voice.

"I don't know." Ye Sha's voice was calm and low.

Jun Wuxie pursed his lips and said, "Go down."

Ye Sha got up and walked to the door, but his steps paused slightly.

"Although I don't know where Young Master Wuyao has gone, if my subordinates are not guessing correctly, he will definitely not be in the lower three realms at this time. Only the middle three realms will have something to heal the soul."

Jun Wuxie suddenly raised his head.

"Is my brother from the Three Realms?"

She had thought Jun Wuyao was extremely mysterious, and was as powerful as it was against the sky. Jun Wuyao's power was already superior to anyone Jun Wuxie saw. Yesha could have been in Yunshan and could not be separated from the people of the Twelve Halls. As the master of Yesha, Jun Wuyao's strength would naturally not be inferior to Yesha.

Although Jun Wuxie had this guess in his heart, it has only been confirmed now.

Yesha didn't speak anymore and left the room silently.

Jun Wuxie was lying on the bed, and Lord Mimei jumped up, squeezed away the black cat beside Jun Wuxie with his round body, moved, and found a comfortable position to lean against Jun Wuxie and lay down.

"Aren't you in the lower three realms?" Jun Wuxie raised his hand, pressing his back against his cold forehead. Even she herself didn't know what was wrong with her today.

Why do you think of Jun Wuyao for no reason?

The emotions in his heart were a little unfamiliar, which made Jun Wuxie feel helpless, and his chest was slightly sour and unspeakable.

Lying on the soft bed, Jun Wuxie slowly closed his eyes and gradually sank into his sleep.

Early the next morning, all the disciples of Fenghua Academy were summoned. They who were supposed to practice suddenly received a notice and went to the college square together.

The teenagers stood neatly under the guidance of various mentors.

Fenghua Academy rarely acts like this, and the disciples in the square couldn't help but talk, guessing what would happen so hard.

"Ten ** is related to Jun Xie." A young man muttered in the crowd, immediately attracting the attention of other disciples.

"What does it matter to her? How capable is she and can she still make such a big battle?"

"That's what you don't know. The one in my room is a disciple of Yuling Branch. Yesterday, Jun Xie suddenly went to Yuling Branch. Don't you know?" the young man said proudly.

The other disciples on the side immediately showed a surprised expression, and the blazing fire of gossip flashed in their eyes.

"What's the situation? Tell us what you say?"

The boy who was attracted by everyone's attention was greatly satisfied with his vanity. He said with a smile: "A few days ago, it was suddenly reported that Jun Xie was plotting to murder Li Zimu. Do you still remember it?"

A group of teenagers nodded quickly. How could they forget such a big thing?

"Li Zimu is a disciple of Yuling Branch, and Gu Lisheng personally selected him and made an exception and only one person under him. He is very lucky in Yuling Branch. Gu Lisheng doesn't care about him in every possible way, but he often makes some private comments. However, such a disciple who is so sharp that he died in the Lingwu Forest is unknown. Can Gu Lisheng be happy? That's why he carefully investigated a few days ago and found out that the cause of Li Zimu's death was related to Jun Xie." The young man flew everywhere.

Hearing this, some of the boys who had been pretending to be calm couldn't help but come over.
Chapter completed!