Early the next morning, just as Mu Liang got up, rumors about the colorful glazed light last night spread in the academy. They said that the master of Qixing was in the academy and was a student of the academy.
Suddenly, the students of the Royal Academy who were despised by everyone in the Northern Liao Dynasty became the most popular students, and all of them walked with their heads held high and their chests held high.
After Mu Liang woke up, he briefly asked Feifeng about what happened last night. Rumor has it that the master of Qixing is the real master of Beiliao and the wise man who controls the fortune of Beiliao in the next three hundred years. Once the master of Qixing comes to the world, it will be
The emperor of Liao Dynasty had to bow three times and bow nine times to treat him as an honored guest, and he should not be neglected.
Such honorable and respectful treatment naturally attracted everyone to flock to it.
Today is also the day when Mu Liang officially starts classes. She is dressed in new clothes, leading Feifeng and Bao'er all the way to the academy hall. What she sees on the road really agrees with what she said, there are all kinds of things.
I didn’t see a few normal people along the way. It is said that the students in the Royal Academy are all young masters who have been abandoned by major aristocratic families. The men are either dull or look like little ruffians. When I see the curtain
Liang winked and was glared back coldly by Mu Liang. The timid one almost peed his pants.
The women's clothing is similar to that of her top classmate Yuan Fangfang. The younger one is dressed like a courtesan. Her whole body smells of powder, and the rouge and gouache on her face falls with a flutter as she walks. The older one is.
Dressed like a madam, she piled all kinds of red and green things on her body. From a distance, she looked like a Christmas tree covered with gifts.
Feifeng and Bao'er are naturally not as adaptable as Mu Liang. They were already dumbfounded looking at the weird students coming and going.
In front is the courtyard where today's class is held. I heard that today Yelv Zongxiao is attending class in person. Almost all the students came here, including a group of gorgeously dressed girls, who couldn't wait to see Yelv Zongxiao's style.
Yelv Zongxiao represents the word "Ruyihuangjun" in the minds of thousands of girls in the Northern Liao Dynasty. Even if he is in the Royal Academy, it is difficult to stop the admiration of the girls here for him. It is said that there are even daughters from aristocratic families who want to have more contact with Yelv Zong.
Xiao Er deliberately made mistakes and came in just to become his student.
Yelv Zongxiao, who was regarded as a treasure in the eyes of others, was destined to be discarded like a piece of shit in the eyes of Mu Liang, without even bothering to take a look at it.
Mu Liang, Feifeng and Bao'er had just stepped into the front door, and the noisy and bustling hall suddenly became quiet.
Before she arrived, her name was the same as Yelu Zongxiao's, and was mentioned most by the students here.
Everyone heard that she, Nalan Muliang, also came to this academy. They also knew that she rejected Yelu Zongxiao’s offer to make her his concubine in person, and even injured Princess Yuyao in front of Yelu Zongxiao.
In the hearts of everyone, His Highness the Third, who is as inviolable as a banished immortal, makes a deal with the cold-faced and ruthless Tuobo Kun as a deal to leave here!
The students here want to see with their own eyes whether Nalan Muliang has three heads and six arms, otherwise how could he have the courage to bet with the King of Liao! And the bet is still His Highness the Third Prince!
Mu Liang appeared in front of everyone in a simple lotus-colored dress. The light mist-colored dress was elegant and elegant, setting off her slim and graceful figure. A pearl waist chain of the same color was around her waist, which naturally exuded radiance as she walked.
However, at first glance, she seemed to have come from the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.
It is quiet and elegant, with a good temperament, but there is an indescribable mysterious nobility hidden in it. In an instant, it caught everyone's attention and made people unable to look away.
Mu Liang glanced at the crooked melons and dates in the hall with cold eyes, and fixed his gaze on the three best people who greeted her.
Yelu Ziqiang was still sitting there in a robe stained with oil, waving to her. The original color of the clothes was still unclear. You could smell the sour smell on his body from a distance, but this smell He is obviously much lighter than the last time I saw him.
The little nympho Yelvsong was rubbing his sleepy eyes. One moment he had a mischievous expression on his face, saying, "Whoever dares to disturb my sleep is seeking death." The next moment, when he opened his eyes and had no time to wipe the goo from the corner of his eyes, he saw Mu Liang. When he walked in, Yelvsong suddenly regained consciousness. He stared at Mu Liang dreamily, and his saliva flowed down unknowingly.
Yuan Fangfang, who was dressed like a brothel courtesan, supported the shaky golden steps on her bun, pursed her lips and smiled coldly at the curtain, not forgetting to hold the ribbon of her tube top with one hand.
Mu Liang's eyes turned cold, and he glanced coldly at the three best people who were smiling just a moment ago. Suddenly, Mu Liang felt as if Mu Liang's glance had thrown them into an ice cellar that would never melt for thousands of years. Cold, cold all over
Wherever Mu Liang's eyes go, there are waves of desolation and coldness.
Everyone thought that there was no one else with the coldest and most sinister eyes in Bei Liao except Tuo Bo Kun, the King of Bei Liao. However, today's appearance allowed everyone to see Mu Liang's skills.
It is clear that she has a beautiful face that will attract all the people, but she has a pair of cold eyes that people dare not look into.
The ink color is deep, and Nether Han Che's pupils seem to have huge adsorption ability. If anyone is unconvinced and wants to meet these cold pupils, the next moment they will be absorbed by her mercilessly, and then, they will be torn into millions. Fragments!
Yelu Ziqiang and Yuan Fangfang looked at each other with embarrassment and unspeakable shock.
This Nalan Muliang is indeed a character! Just that cold condensation of youth made everyone in the room involuntarily shut their mouths!
The room is so quiet at this moment that you can hear it even if an embroidery needle drops on the ground.
And the only sound that can be heard in this room now is the footsteps of Mu Liang.
Mu Liang casually found a seat and sat down. The people who were originally gathered in groups chatting with her were the few who sat beside her with their mouths shut. She only felt a steady stream of cold air coming from Mu Liang. The coldness emanated from their bodies, freezing their bodies and making them sit on pins and needles.
Several people looked at each other and were about to sit somewhere else without anyone noticing. The next moment, Mu Liang said a word without looking back, but it made those people's legs weak with fear.
"I admire you, Nalan Muliang, if you have the ability to climb over! But if you don't have that ability, just sit where I am!!"