My Cold and Beautiful Wife

"Fury against the reverse scale, because it is very irritating to our own people. Unless it is under special circumstances, we would never use it when we are of the same race.

Even if he were to examine the condition of his bloodline cultivation, he wouldn\'t do so.

It shouldn\'t be your own idea to use reverse scale anger on Ye Fan, right? "Feng Qinglan\'s eyes were like cold stars.

Zhuang Yi clenched his teeth, and said, "Qinglan, I definitely do not have the thought of betraying the Shen Long Empire! I swear!

But are you not curious, why did this kid suddenly evolve from a trash by so much!? "

Feng Qinglan said, "Before he came to the library, I didn\'t see him more than three times. I don\'t even know what he was like before.

Do you really know everything about that kid? Just because others say that he is trash, you are certain that he has always been trash? "

"I …" Zhuang Yi was at a loss for words. Indeed, no one had paid attention to Ye Fan in the past. Everyone had only tacitly agreed that he was a piece of trash.

Feng Qinglan continued: "Moreover, even if you want to suspect something about this brat, you should at least tell it to the clan, not publicly probe him in the academy!

Even if it\'s an ordinary Divine Dragon disciple, our clan will give priority to handle any problems.

I don\'t think I need to remind you what it means to the family, and you need to be on guard at all times.

"What you have done today is nothing more than completing the mission that someone assigned to you, moreover, it is a mission that is detrimental to our Divine Dragon disciples."

Cold sweat broke out from Zhuang Yi\'s forehead as he quickly denied, "Qinglan! I have absolutely no intention of betraying the clan! You have to believe me! "I … I just wanted to confirm something. I didn\'t think too much about it …"

"You don\'t need to explain. Even if you don\'t want to admit it, I can still guess who ordered you to do these things. Zhuang Yi, you better take care of yourself."

Feng Qinglan\'s gaze carried a trace of warning. After he finished speaking, he turned around and left in silence.

Zhuang Yi\'s eyes were bloodshot, regret, innocence, unwillingness, pain, anger, and a myriad of emotions. It was as if a shadow of darkness had enveloped him.

At the same time, this martial arts practice field\'s\' test \'had already caused a large number of people from the Xuan Yuan Academy and even the Imperial City to be alarmed!

"Have you heard? Poetic God actually awakened the Fire Dragon Bloodline?! "

"What?" You mean Prince Consort Ye? Fire Dragon Bloodline? How is this possible!? "

"How is that impossible? Over a thousand people have personally witnessed Zhuang Yi\'s vice principal\'s prestige being suppressed!"

"Although the cultivation of bloodlines relies mainly on talent, isn\'t awakening the Fire Dragon a genius amongst geniuses at this age?!"

"Fortunately, I heard that he\'s only at the Core Formation stage, so he probably spent most of his energy on awakening his bloodline."

The students were discussing amongst themselves. Although they were surprised, the rapid progress in the cultivation of bloodlines was actually easier to understand than the cultivation of inner force.

After all, bloodlines depended more on one\'s talent. Therefore, even if one was envious and jealous, everyone could only sigh.

Of course, there were also many who thought that the Northern Marquis Manor had deliberately kept a low profile in order to protect their heirs.

Seeing that the academy was about to graduate, Ye Fan gradually revealed his strength. This was a very common method of protecting the successors.

In the library, as Ye Fan was reading, he more or less heard these rumors.

From the respect in the eyes of these students toward him, it was clear that his standing was rising.

This saved him a little trouble, but it also meant that there might be more danger.

In the evening, Ye Fan took a few medical books, and as usual, he went to the counter to go through the procedures for borrowing books.

Seeing Feng Qinglan, Ye Fan casually smiled and said, "This morning\'s matter, thank you, Director Feng."

"I am only performing my duty." Feng Qinglan indifferently replied.

Ye Fan smiled and nodded, put away his book, and turned to leave.

Suddenly, Feng Qinglan spoke quietly behind him, "Be careful these days!"

Ye Fan was startled, he turned around and looked at the woman, but Feng Qinglan didn\'t have the intention to say anything else, and already went back upstairs.

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes. Actually, he could also feel that this Zhuang Yi, could it be that someone sent him to probe him?

Especially that reverse scale anger. From the effects, it was obvious that it was trying to determine whether or not he was a descendant of the Divine Dragon clan.

The abilities he had shown recently had already made some people suspicious …

It was a pity that not only did he look the same as the original Ye Fan, but his bloodline was also the same …

Ye Fan actually knew that there would be a day when the people of this world would know that he and Chu Yunyao came from another plane.

But before that, Ye Fan needed to use his current identity to safely learn medicine, cure Su Qingxue, and find the time, Blue Rain … …

He knew very little about this world, and he had never truly seen the experts of this world.

Even if he was not afraid of the challenge, there was no need for him to get involved in an unnecessary dispute just for the sake of a moment of motivation. That way, it would delay the opportunity to save Su Qingxue.

Unfortunately, it seemed like he could only do it step by step …

As Ye Fan walked out of the library, he was still muttering to himself that this Feng Qinglan seemed to care a lot about him.

It was unknown whether it was because he still had feelings for Ye Huang Tu, or because he was just an elder of the Divine Dragon clan, caring for him.

Ye Fan gave a self-deprecating smile. Forget it, this had nothing to do with him. In short, having a strong helper on his side was also an excellent idea.

The palace.

"This Prince Consort Ye really can give me a pleasant surprise at times!"

The Emperor sat on a golden bench, separated by a table, on the other side by the Qi King.

"Royal brother, from the looks of it, he should be Ye Fan. If he ascended, that would be too outrageous," said the Qi King.

"The possibility of him ascending is very low. Not everyone can use some technology to shatter the void like Imperial Scholar Chu did.

"However, he\'s actually able to reach the Fire Dragon Realm at such a young age. With such talent, the Divine Dragon Clan will probably have another one in the future."

"Royal brother, there\'s no need to worry about that. When Feng Qinglan was in the Fire Dragon Realm, he had already passed away. Ye Fan is only at the third level of the Core Formation Stage." The Qi King shook his head and laughed.

"Time has never been the main problem in training. If by any chance he really met with an opportunity and his talent completely broke through, no one could say for sure what would happen then …"

Moreover, this didn\'t mean that the Ye Clan had been concealing the power of this heir to the house of the Marquis. After all, the incident at that time had caused the Divine Dragon clan to be on their guard …

"Feng Qinglan is already the most talented genius in the past hundred years with the highest chance of entering the Saint realm. The Divine Dragon clan definitely cannot have another one."

When the Qi Wang picked up the cup of tea, his hand froze for a moment. With a strange expression, he asked in a low voice, "According to Imperial Brother\'s intentions, should we make some adjustments to Dong Shou\'s arrangements?"

Emperor of the Underworld took a deep breath. A hint of guilt flashed through his eyes, but it was more resolute as he nodded his head …

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