Chapter 248

"Luonan, why are you three here, senior Feng Wenlong?"

Seeing this desolate scene, Feng Yingying's heart clicked, and she had a bad feeling in her heart.

On the right side of qingxuanlan, a young man was tall and straight, leaning lazily against the column.

The most striking thing about the tall and straight teenager is his left hand with six fingers.

His six fingers were all wearing rings with faint energy.

The boy with a morbid white on his face is Feng Wenlong, the core disciple of the inner courtyard.

How strong!

When Chu Xingyu saw him, he had the idea of danger for the first time.

"Senior Feng Wenlong, didn't you say you were going to hold a dinner for Chu Xingyu?"

When Feng Yingying saw Feng Wenlong, she immediately asked him.

"Dinner, what dinner?"

Feng Wenlong, leaning against the column, put his hands around his arms and asked with a sneer.

"You found me this morning and asked me to bring the Chu star rain here. Do you want to hold a celebration banquet for him in person?"

Feng Yingying repeated, with an anxious look on her face.

"Brother Wenlong didn't say anything about the celebration banquet. You heard it wrong."

Among the three students with cold faces, Luonan, the middle one, said aloud.

"How can you do this?"

Feng Yingying originally thought that there would be a grand welcome ceremony here, but now it seems that it is her wishful thinking that she has been cheated.

Just then, behind Feng Yingying, a warm hand rested on her shoulder.

"Sister Feng Yingying, let me come."

Seeing all this, Chu Xingyu understood that Sister Feng Yingying was fooled by these guys.

This is not a celebration banquet at all. Looking at the eyes of the four people, they have no intention of celebrating for themselves.

"Come on, what do you want Feng YingYing and Ya nan to call me here?"

Chu Xingyu's tone is faint. The students in the inner courtyard are all powerful and arrogant people.

Yuan stone resources can't be used at their cultivation level, and naturally they despise them. Even if Chu Xingyu obtains more yuan stone resources, it has nothing to do with them.

Therefore, when Sister Feng Yingying said that these guys had held a celebration banquet for themselves, Chu Xingyu had a bad hunch in her heart.

Enthusiasm is difficult, but at the invitation of Feng Yingying, Chu Xingyu followed him here.

Sure enough, Chu Xingyu guessed right when he saw the extremely cold scene in the field and the bad eyes of these people. The students in the inner courtyard didn't hold a celebration banquet for themselves at all, but a Hongmen banquet.

Hearing Chu Xingyu's words, Feng Wen's longan eyes flashed a touch of disdain, and then walked to Chu Xingyu.

"I heard your boy became the heir to the dean?"

Feng Wenlong is looking at the boy in white with a pair of indifferent eyes.

"Yes, I am the heir to the dean of magic night college!"

Chu Xing nodded. Since he wanted to carry the college behind him, he wanted to bear the responsibility.

"And dare to be called the successor of the president?"

Chu Xingyu's answer made Feng Wenlong feel angry.

He glanced up and down at Chu Xingyu, and then asked in a strange voice, "your cultivation of Chu Xingyu is just respecting the nine levels of martial arts. You can't even compare with the cultivation of ordinary factotum disciples. Your strength is so weak, your ability is so low, your ability is simply not good enough, and your qualifications are weak."

Speaking of this, Feng Wenlong's eyes were cold and shouted, "what qualifications can you be the successor of the president with a waste like you?"

Feng Wenlong couldn't control his anger at this time. He came up with a Shua. His eyes seemed to eat people.

Successive presidents' successors were selected from core disciples.

This time, the successor of the Dean, even if he is not a core disciple, is a garbage disciple of the outer court who can't even get on the green dragon list.

How can this not annoy Feng Wenlong, who is determined to become the successor of the president.

So when he heard that Chu Xingyu came to the inner yard, he went to the smelly boy with anger.

But Feng Wenlong was in vain, because Chu Xingyu took part in some garbage competition at that time and ran away from the inner yard.

So today, he set up a Hongmen banquet to ask the waste what qualifications he has to become the successor of the president.

"Senior Wen long, don't embarrass Chu Xingyu."

Hearing Feng Wenlong's questioning tone, Yanan wants to stop.

"Brother Wen long, if you don't want to be interrupted, get out of here!"

Luonan, Feng Wenlong's attendant, was cold in his eyes and shouted a curse.

As soon as Yanan's face changed, she could only stand in place with Feng YingYing and look at Chu Xingyu with some apology.

At this time, they regretted that they would not have brought Chu Xing rain out if they had known it was a Hongmen banquet.

"What qualifications do I have?"

In the face of Feng Wenlong's repeated pressing questions, Chu Xingyu smiled with a touch of arrogance in his smiling eyes.

He stepped out to Feng Wenlong, who was pressing him, and said loudly.

"In Luming City, the four colleges almost fought in order to compete for me. Magic night college, even risking the heavy punishment of the fire dance country, also wants to admit me into the college. Have you ever had such an experience, Feng Wenlong?"

"In the Wulin experience field, 10000 points can awaken the gold needle hidden in the field, but no one has been able to get it since the establishment of the college. I Chu Xingyu, the first magic night student to win the gold needle, if you were Feng Wenlong, can you?"

"The void tower, in the face of Warcraft whose strength and quantity are several times higher than yourself, looks unchanged and returns calmly. If you were fengwenlong, do you have the courage?"

"Da Bi in the outer court, kill the elder, Li Wei, do you dare Feng Wenlong?"

"Yuanshi competition, bearing the name of the college, fought hard with the other three colleges to make magic night stand out from the four colleges and become the first college in the country of Fire Dance overnight. If you were Feng Wenlong, do you have the courage?"

Chu Xingyu takes a step every time he says a word, and the momentum rises abruptly every step.

In the whole qingxuanlan, the cultivation of the young man in white is the weakest, but his momentum is unmatched.

Even Feng Wenlong, known as the core disciple, could not resist this momentum and unconsciously stepped back.

When he reacted, he had returned to the position where he had just leaned against the column, and his back was a little sweaty.

"This... What's the big deal!"

Feng Wenlong didn't carefully check Chu Xingyu's qualifications. He never knew that Chu Xingyu had such an outstanding performance. At this time, he wanted to refute, but the shock in his heart had not been eliminated, so he seemed a little weak.

"It's amazing!"

Just then, a woman's voice sounded from the door.