"Are you worried that the girl won't be able to graduate?" The old man seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world.
In this world, apart from Su Luo herself, the old man is the one who knows the most about the affairs in the Demon Realm. After all, he was the one who laid those clues with his own hands, including Nangong Yiqing, his youngest son.
So, when the old man first learned about what Su Luo did in the Demon Realm, he was also surprised, but later he was completely impressed by this girl!
Such talent, such courage, such intelligence, and his little Liuyun are simply a match made in heaven, okay?! There is no better match than them!
This is what the old man thought in his heart, but he did not show it that way. He still had a stern face and maintained a cold image towards Su Luo.
As for graduating quickly from the Imperial Academy... the old man felt that a girl who could make the Demon Emperor collapse, would not be able to graduate?
But... the old man seemed a little too optimistic.
Graduation doesn't seem to be as easy as imagined.
The first thing Su Luo did was not to think about graduation, but to find Zi Yan and Bei Chen Ying.
Originally there were four people escorting Ziyan, Chunyue, Qiuyue, Dongfeng and Nanfeng.
After returning to the imperial capital, in order to follow Su Luo's orders, the four people did not go anywhere and just guarded Beichen Ying and the others.
After knowing that Nangong Liuyun and Su Luo had returned, Dongfeng came back as quickly as possible to report to the Second Young Master.
"Where are they?" Nangong Liuyun asked straight to the point.
"I'm repairing the chain in Toka Valley."
"Ten Days of Valley?" Su Luo was puzzled, and Nangong Liuyun also paused.
"The Ten-Day Valley is a place that only the core members of the Dragon and Phoenix Clan can enter. A special formation is used to create a time difference. One day outside is equivalent to ten days inside. Moreover, the spiritual energy is purer and richer than that outside. It is a blessed place for those who practice chain cultivation." Nangong Liuyun explained to Su Luo.
Ten Sun Valley? Su Luo calmed down: "Zi Yan and Bei Chen are not from the Dragon and Phoenix Clan. Can they enter the Ten Sun Valley? Is it okay?"
Dongfeng reported seriously, "This matter was decided by the old man himself. He has two spots for non-core disciples, so the elders have no objections."
Old man...why would you do this?
"Why else? To give face to our future Second Young Madam." Nangong Liuyun reached out and pinched Su Luo's pink cheek with a wicked smile.
Nangong Liuyun is aloof to others, but always loves to tease Su Luo.
"Let's go to Shiri Valley." Nangong Liuyun pulled Su Luo, and when they arrived at the door, the carriage was already ready.
Nangong Liuyun's carriage was gorgeous, luxurious, and exuded an air of nobility.
What is even more surprising is that this carriage is hollow on all sides and has no roof, making it equivalent to an open-top carriage.
The carriage left the Dragon and Phoenix Clan and took the main street of the capital.
A high-class colt, a magnificent carriage, the unique markings of the Dragon and Phoenix Clan, and two young men and women of unparalleled beauty...
Soon, someone exclaimed, "Look! This is the symbol of the Dragon and Phoenix Clan. The one in the carriage, the one..."
"It's the Second Young Master Nangong, the living Second Young Master Nangong!"
"Who is that person sitting next to him? Why is she allowed to sit with the Second Young Master?"
People in the imperial capital have always been forgetful. Su Luo was once famous for her rapid advancement in grades at the Imperial Academy, but as time passed, she became famous overnight and then faded into obscurity like a shooting star.
Therefore, there are not many people who still remember Su Luo.
And Nangong Liuyun, he did it in this way——
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