Chapter 367: Imperial Academy (3)

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The man squandered the stock of the majority of the monsoon smoke, and after drinking two water bags of water, the man leaned on the trunk and satisfies his satisfaction.
"I finally...lived."
The monsoon smoke looked at his empty backpack and silently packed up his things to get on the road.
When the man saw the monsoon smoke to go, he immediately stood up and hurriedly said: "Hero!! Are you also coming to the Imperial College to enroll students?"
The footsteps of the monsoon smoked a little, and looked at the man who was covered in mud and looked like he had climbed out of the swamp and nodded.
The man smiled blankly, and his black-black face showed a white tooth that was half bright in the evening.
That is a monk!
"Yes." The opening of the monsoon mouth and the twitching corner.
The man immediately came to the spirit, "It's too smart! I am also a student of Imperial College! Hero, we are classmates!"
The monsoon smoke silently looked at the person's appearance.
The man seemed to have noticed the gaze of the monsoon smoke. He looked at his filthy appearance and suddenly cleared his throat. "I didn't have an accident... Hahaha..."
"accident?"
"I lost my way." The man smiled and said.
The monsoon smoke is speechless. There is only one mountain road from the foot of the mountain to the Imperial College. Except for her lazy person who wants to avoid the sun, most of the other students choose a flat mountain road.
She is very curious about how this person has lost himself.
"But it's better to meet the hero, but... are you lost too?" The man looked at the monsoon smoke and had a feeling of heart and soul.
Monsoon smoke, "..."
"Don't call me a hero, my name is Jifeng."
"Oh, is the monsoon smoke? My name is Junze. Please take care of it in the future. You can rest assured that I have been in this mountain for three or four days. I probably know how to go out." Junze is also as fancier as he is. The road, the vast opening of the road.
Monsoon smoke feels that it is better to go first.
Seeing the monsoon smoke to go, Junze did not say anything but followed it up, and his mouth was not idle.
Also asked his aunt, the monsoon smoke probably knows his situation.
Junze is a student of the Imperial College Pharmacist Branch. She just received a notice a month ago and came to the Imperial College to report that it was not long before she went to the mountain and lost her way. She accidentally fell into the forest and accidentally fell into the quagmire. The food brought in was also buried in the mud, hungry for two days, almost did not starve to death.
The monsoon smoke progressed silently, and she felt that she had a lot of words on weekdays. However, after she met Junze, she knew that she was so ignorant.
Junze is really the same as God. The monsoon smoke does not say a word. He can talk to himself for a long time, from the mountain scenery to the Bai Ze around the monsoon smoke.
"I said the wind and smoke, is this little deer around you, is it brought by you?" Jun Ze looked at Bai Ze, and he was a generation of Ze, and he felt a bit like a heart.
The monsoon sighed.
Jun Ze sighed: "Or you are smart, knowing to bring the grain to the mountains."
Bai Ze, who was still in harmony with Jun Ze and Ze Ze, heard this sentence and immediately approached the calf of the monsoon smoke.
Monsoon smoke, "This is my mount."
"What?" Junze glimpsed a little, and the eyes of the smiling and scornful eyes flashed a bit of surprise.
Among the Imperial College, the only ones who can take the mounts into school are the hunters!
"You... is the annihilator?" Suddenly, Junze’s tone suddenly changed.