The quota contest is coming soon.

There have been many summoners and warriors pouring into Kyoto recently, but there has been no news about the incident between Fatty and Wen Qing since that night. Although the number of people in Kyoto is increasing day by day, there is no similar news.

When something happened, it all seemed like a dream.

The registration has already started, but due to the impact of what happened that night, Nalan Zhenyue has never registered. The quota competition will be held in a week, and today is the last day for registration, so Nalan Zhenyue is also preparing to go out.

Okay, let’s settle the registration matter first.

She went to find Wen Qing, but she didn't expect Wen Qing to be there.

In this month's events, she actually had fewer opportunities to meet Fatty and Wen Qing. Firstly, it was because of the man's affairs, and secondly, Fatty was also injured, and the quota competition was coming soon. Nalan Zhenyue's heart was not

Putting it on the fragments of the Samsara Mirror means putting it on Xiu Wu.

Nalan Zhenyue took Huohuo to the registration location. She originally thought that there would not be many people on the last day.

But I didn’t expect that not many people signed up, but there were a lot of people watching!!!

Not many people noticed her appearance. Nalan Zhenyue looked at it and walked to the left. There were only two people lining up here, and it would be her turn soon.

"Madam, look!" Huohuo suddenly shouted.

Nalan Zhenyue looked in the direction Huohuo was pointing, her brows raised slightly.

It's Wen Qing, but he seems to be in a little trouble?

Wen Qing was stopped by someone. Nalan Zhenyue took a few glances. There were many people watching over there, it seemed...

It was the children of the Nan family who were queuing up to sign up, but they looked like they were not ordinary children.

Nanjiu is actually there too!

"Poor boy, you also came to sign up. What did you sign up for? Let me see, oh, you are actually a double cultivator? No, you are a poor boy, are you just pretending? Are you here to deceive others?"

"Hahaha, Nan Ming, don't look down on me. I am a warrior and a summoner. The emperor has said that anyone who is willing to participate can sign up."

"Aren't I just curious? I never thought that this poor boy is actually a warrior and a summoner! How about you, let me open my eyes and see what kind of mysterious beast you are? And what level of warrior have you reached?"

Nalan Zhenyue's eyes darkened.

She didn't expect Wen Qing to sign up, but that wasn't important. What was important was those sarcastic teenagers.

If she remembered correctly, these people were the lackeys behind Nan Jiu.

Nalan Zhenyue looked around again and saw many handsome men and beautiful women. They all looked as if they were superior to others. They raised their chin slightly and did not stand up. Those who signed up stood aside and watched the show.

Nan Jiu, on the other hand, was holding his hands in front of his chest at the moment, still smiling obscenely.

Wen Qing did not retaliate against their words, but wanted to leave, but there were always unsighted people blocking his way.

His expression was very calm. Overall, in the past two months, Wen Qing not only became a summoner and a warrior, but his temperament also became stable.

"What are you doing? Why are you leaving in such a hurry? Come play with us!"

"Yes! How about we discuss and learn from each other?"

It’s really unyielding!

Nalan Zhenyue's steps moved. At this moment, it was her turn to register. The official in charge of registration had been calling her for a long time. Seeing that Nalan Zhenyue didn't respond, his voice couldn't help but raise a little higher, "Hey, hey.
Chapter completed!