Seeing this scene, Nie Teng's face turned dark instantly, his gloomy eyes stared at the figure that had gone away in an instant, and the corners of his lips were even more pursed into a line. Finally, he also raised his breath and followed him toward the academy.

Guan Xilin's face was not very good either. He was half bent and was about to carry his sister, but he was taken away by Mo Chen. It was not good for anyone. At that moment, he threw out the gossip and quickly chased them.

Only Xiao Yicheng stood there blankly, stunned for a moment. Before he could recover from what Feng Jiu said before he saw Feng Jiu was taken away by Mo Chen.

The dean and the vice-chairman looked at each other and were slightly surprised. From their understanding of Mo Chen, he was not a person who would do such a move, but why... he picked up Fengjiu without saying a word and left?

"cough!"

The dean coughed dryly, looked at everyone with a majestic gaze, and ordered: "Since Fengjiu shows herself in men's clothing, she just doesn't want to be known about women's clothing. Don't mention any information about it after she goes back."

A mentor hesitated and asked, "Dean, the sword she was holding just now... seems to be the ancient divine sword Qingfeng?"

Upon hearing this, the dean's majestic gaze fell on the mentor and said in a deep voice: "It is the ancient divine sword Qingfeng sword, she must have had her chance to get this sword. The matters about this sword are very connected. Nothing that you see or hear here shall be mentioned."

"Yes, we get it."

Everyone nodded solemnly and knew that this matter was of great importance. If one does not do it properly, it will not only cause trouble for Fengjiu, but also cause disaster for their academy.

"Did you hear it too?" The dean's gaze fell on Xiao Yihan, who was in a daze.

Xiao Yihan recovered from his senses, looked serious and said, "Don't worry, Dean, I will definitely not say it."

He was shocked in his heart, how could he think about telling this? What's more, what he encountered today was so incredible that a man he called himself a younger brother actually had the strength to fight against the powerful Nascent Soul, and he was actually a woman.

"Okay, go back! The one who is mildly injured supports the one who is severely injured." The dean said, then he left first and handed the people behind him to the vice-chair to take them back.

As for the other side, Mo Chen, who was walking with Feng Jiu on his sword, looked ahead, but his heart moved slightly and his body was slightly stiff. Because the person in his arms had been staring at him since he was picked up, his gaze was so pure that he could not relax.

"Young Master Mo Chen?" Feng Jiu stared at the exiled immortal with his lips pursed.

Hearing this, he did not bow his head, but said lightly: "If you have something to say."

"You hugged it too tightly." Feng Jiu said jokingly.

Mo Chen froze, then lowered his head, and just met her joking gaze. He glanced at her, then looked away, and as his body relaxed, his hand holding her was relieved.

Feng Jiu smiled, gradually relaxed, closed her eyes and said, "I'm a little tired, I'll sleep for a while." After the fierce battle, all that was left in her body was injury and fatigue. As the crisis was relieved, she relaxed and gradually fell asleep.

After a long time, Mo Chen lowered his head and glanced at the woman who was sleeping in his arms, with a touch of complexity streaking in his eyes.

There is no doubt that he knew that the person he was looking for was her.

But he didn't expect that he had met her long ago, and he didn't expect that it would be her.
Chapter completed!