Mo Qingluo narrowed his eyes slightly. I'm afraid this number only represents Bei Moxiu's disciples, not Mo Qingluo himself.
"Go back and prepare! We will set off immediately in the morning on a cloudy day. The old man will not join in the fun." Mr. Mo stroked his beard and continued to be calm.
Mo Qingluo nodded without revealing anything. He said hello and returned to his courtyard, leaving behind Mr. Mo who continued to stroke his beard and a group of guards who wanted to despise but did not dare to despise.
"Miss, Mr. Shen is in the courtyard." As soon as she reached the door of the courtyard, Xizhu hurried over, her smiling face full of smiles. In her opinion, Mr. Shen must be interested in his young lady.
Mr. Shen is both talented and handsome, and he is a perfect match for his young lady.
However, Mo Qingluo didn't know this idea, so he just nodded and followed Xizhu into his courtyard.
If I hadn't known a long time ago that he was not as reviled as he appeared, I would have thought that the young master was nothing more than jade.
Shen Qi'an was still dressed in white, sitting quietly on a stone chair in the courtyard, his eyes seemed thoughtful, as if he knew she had come in, and his eyes naturally turned in her direction.
"Back?" Shen Qian's eyes turned directly to the jade token in Mo Qingluo's hand, with a faint smile in his eyes.
Mo Qingluo nodded and sat down on another stone chair, "Is it for Yin Ri's Beiling Society?"
Shen Qian nodded, with a flash of praise in his eyes, "No one knows me better than Qing Luo."
Mo Qingluo couldn't help rolling her eyes. Apart from this reason, she didn't know what else could make him come to her at this time.
Not only did Shen Qi'an not care at all about Mo Qingluo's reaction, the curve of his lips deepened, "Don't Qingluo want to know who is going to the Lost Continent in Yinri?"
Mo Qingluo took a sip of tea and ignored Shen Qian's questions. He couldn't hold it in any longer and would naturally speak on his own.
Sure enough, it didn't take long for Shen Qian to look at Mo Qingluo with a bitter look on his face, "Can't Qingluo show the slightest interest? After all, he is also the third person in the Beiling Association this time!"
Mo Qingluo said nothing and continued to sip his own tea.
Shen Qi'an finally turned gray and his handsome face was full of helplessness. He took a sip of tea and said: "Although this trial is named after the Beiling Society, in reality it is for the three major colleges to select the seeds for their respective colleges. Enter the hospital."
This habit has existed since the early days of the establishment of Tubei College, but now, Tubei College is no longer the past, so Beilinghui has also become a joint selection of the three major colleges.
"Uncle Junior is your master and has a high reputation in Tubei College. The number plate this time also came from his instruction."
Mo Qingluo nodded, not surprised at all, otherwise with her current strength, let alone third place, I am afraid that even fifth place would not have such good luck.
Shen Qi'an saw that Mo Qingluo finally showed some interest, and finally felt completely comfortable, and continued: "This time, Beilinghui, Tubei College, Jingling College and Jiuhuang College all sent leaders of the younger generation. Come out, Qingluo, you have to be careful."
"Who is the leader of the Tubei Academy?" Mo Qingluo looked straight ahead, but the corners of his lips could not help but curve slightly.
Sure enough, Shen Qian's smile deepened, and he pointed at himself proudly, "Of course it's me."