A dozen young men rushed towards the spirit boat. Since they had not yet broken through to the level of being able to fly in the air, they could only watch from below.
If Dean Song Ji gave the order, they would definitely use their spiritual power to attack the bottom of the spirit boat.
At this time, Dean Song Ji and others also reacted. They looked at the eight young men on the spirit boat with great joy.
"You're back..."
Yun Zheng raised her hand and bowed as a junior, smiling broadly as she said, "Yes, Dean, and two Masters, it's been a long time."
Feng Xinglan and the others also raised their hands and bowed at the same time, slightly leaning forward and bending over, smiling as they performed a junior salute.
"Okay, okay!" Song Ji said twice happily.
"Master Batian!" Mo Jing stared at the muscular middle-aged man, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit. He laughed and said, "It's been a while since I last fought with you. Are you free now?"
Upon hearing this, Nan Batian fixed his gaze on Mo Jing. Although Mo Jing had restrained his aura at this moment, at first glance, people still didn't dare to approach him. This might be the aura of a strong man.
Nan Batian waved his hands quickly and smiled bitterly: "Goodbye, goodbye. When you fight, you don't care about the severity of your blows. If you kill me, it will be a great loss to the Holy Academy."
At this time, the young men under the spirit boat heard this and immediately became angry.
"who?!"
"Master Batian, do you want to beat you to death? Is it that the traitorous disciple of the Holy Academy has returned?"
The young men felt nervous and were ready to gather their spiritual power. If anything went wrong, they would immediately attack in the direction of the spirit boat.
Yun Zheng and her friends couldn't help but smile at each other when they heard the excited voices of the teenagers below.
Once upon a time, they were also so young and energetic.
Song Ji smiled helplessly and said to the young men below: "It's all a misunderstanding. They are your senior brothers and sisters."
The teenagers were stunned when they heard this.
Senior brothers and sisters?
It doesn't look like it. The powerful pressure from Fang descended, as if it was a deliberate provocation, causing Dean Song Ji, Vice Dean Lou, and Vice Dean Nan, who were originally lecturing them, to suddenly change their expressions. They immediately chased out without saying a word.
They saw that the dean and the others looked unhappy, so they followed them out.
It clearly looked like an enemy attack, how could it be a misunderstanding?
What is the situation now?
The young men looked up at the spirit boat, and when they saw the two large characters carved on the side of the boat, their pupils suddenly shrank.
It wasn't an enemy attack, and the invaders were so powerful, and they were riding on a spiritual boat marked with the words 'Wind and Cloud'...
The answer is about to come!
They are...
Lou Fengxian smiled slowly, "The brothers and sisters on the Spirit Boat are the Fengyun team you have been chasing."
When these words came out, not only the young men were shocked, but also everyone in the Holy City was shocked!
It really is the Fengyun team!
The Fengyun team that participated in the anti-demon war several years ago is also the Fengyun team that traveled to Zhonglingzhou!
A young man in flowery clothes waved excitedly and cheered, "Violent little witch, look at me! I'm your junior fellow apprentice!"
"Senior Sister Nangong, you are my goddess! I am also from Suzaku Country. I met you once when I was ten years old, and you even touched my head! I will definitely follow in your footsteps."
"Brother Feng, can you please show your face?"
“…”
The boys' style of painting suddenly changed, from the initial tension to such a lively scene, which made people unable to adapt for a while.
What’s even more terrifying is that the people in the Holy City are also excited.
After all, the Fengyun team came back from Zhonglingzhou. To them, the Fengyun team is like a legend.
Song Ji raised his eyebrows and asked:
"Meet the children?"
When Yun Zheng heard the word "children", the corners of her mouth twitched a few times. In fact, they were not much older than those teenagers.
"Okay." Yun Zheng and her friends exchanged a glance. They hadn't expected the Spirit Boat to land in the Holy City, but this was fine. They first greeted the masters of the Holy Academy and now, by the way, encouraged their fellow apprentices.
Lou Fengxian's gaze fell on Yun Zheng, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart. Her former little disciple had now grown to a level that she could no longer reach.
Yun Zheng raised her eyes and happened to meet Lou Fengxian's gaze. She smiled and whispered to her, "Master, I've brought you a lot of secret talisman-making techniques, as well as some cosmetic ointments and pills. I guarantee that after using them, you'll look even younger than a young girl. Wait a moment, and I'll give them to you quietly."
When Lou Fengxian heard this, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Still so quirky.
Yun Zheng ordered the captain of the Shuo Palace's Jingwei to stop the spirit boat outside the Holy City, in the small woods, and wait for them for a while.
"Yes, Empress!"
After Ling Zhou left, the figures of the eight of them were completely revealed.
The crowd who were cheering excitedly suddenly stopped. They looked at the eight people standing on the void in amazement, and were shocked by their appearance, temperament and aura to the point of being speechless.
Mo Jing broke the silence and said, "Don't be silent, is it because I'm too handsome?"
As he spoke, he touched his chin.
This sudden question and action instantly woke everyone up.
What followed was an even more boiling sound.
"It's really Team Cloud! She really is a violent little witch!"
"Senior Brother Yu Qiu, you are so beautiful!"
Yu Qiu's smile froze: "..." What is beauty? He was handsome in a manly way!
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