Just then, the familiar voice of the giant eye resounded throughout the entire ruins, "Everyone leave immediately. Those who are late will not be waited for."
"What?"
Upon hearing this, the several teenagers who were cultivating in the courtyard all opened their eyes immediately.
“Ah Jue”.
A soft voice rang out, and the purple-clad youth stood up first, took long strides, and quickly walked towards the lotus pond.
"Royal."
Upon hearing this, Jun Feijue slowly turned around.
The boy in front of me is fifteen years old this year. Unlike Jun Feijue, he has grown taller as if he has grown taller, and has already exceeded 1.8 meters.
His tall and slender figure exuded an air of superiority and aloofness that kept strangers at bay.
However, when that small figure came into view, his originally cold eyes instantly turned into autumn water, gently rippling with tiny purple waves.
A faint smile played on his lips as he stepped forward and expertly pulled the person into his arms. The boy's clear and magnetic voice whispered in his ear, "Did you hear the announcement just now?"
"I heard you."
Jun Feijue's expression softened, but then he said with concern, "But Number One hasn't come out yet."
"I plan to ask the town guardian."
As Di Moyu carried Jun Feijue outside, he frowned and said, "Generally speaking, it shouldn't take this long."
"Yes, that's what I'm planning to do too."
Jun Feijue nodded. When they arrived at the door, Ji Fanya and the others were already waiting there.
Now, besides Di Moyu, only Ji Fanya and Zhan Wushuang remain as his disciples.
Long Buji and Fan Qiyue left three years ago, and their current situation is unknown. Inside the ruins, they can only leave but not enter, so they have no news.
However, Ji Fanya, now eleven years old, has grown into a young man. His fair face, still with a touch of baby fat, carries a hint of arrogance. With his red lips and white teeth, he is a typical young heartthrob.
Beside him, thirteen-year-old Zhan Wushuang grew taller and taller. As his youthful innocence was gradually tempered, the sharp and capable aura hidden in his bones began to emerge. He was dashing and heroic, and with the wave of his feather fan, he was even more elegant than a man.
However, although Zhan Wushuang was still growing taller, he had unknowingly become half a head shorter than Ji Fanya when they stood together.
"Master, what should we do?"
Ji Fanya, carrying the black cauldron, said anxiously, "Sister Qiong hasn't come out yet. Are we just going to leave like this?"
Actually, what he really wanted to say was that the latest succession was only three years.
But Chunhu Siqiong hasn't appeared yet, which is really worrying!
"come out!"
Not only him, but everyone had the same thought. Xiao Bo was the first to run up and shout at the Imperial Palace, "Xiao Qiong, Xiao Qiong, come out!"
Jun Feijue stepped forward and shouted towards the palace gate, "Number One, respond if you can hear me!"
Shi Wuxie's fate is already unknown, and if even Number One is in trouble now, she really can't accept it!
"Who's making a scene here!"
Just as Jun Feijue was deciding whether to forcibly break the palace's formation, a huge golden eye appeared in the sky above the ruins, staring straight at them.
The terrifying aura made everyone inside the ruins feel a heavy weight in their hearts.
"Greetings, senior."
Upon seeing this, Di Moyu and the others quickly clasped their hands in a respectful salute.
"It's you guys again."
Upon seeing Di Moyu and the others, the three-legged golden crow was quite unhappy.
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