Xiaowu's body was soon found in the other courtyard of the imperial city, and Hao Lianyun immediately thought of Beigonglian's body.

The slender palm slapped heavily on the table, and Hao Lianyun's face turned ashen, "That little bitch, she has been raising her for so many years! It actually ruined my plan! I knew that I should have strangled her and didn't keep her. Live!"

  The words fell, and the table she slapped instantly collapsed and fell to the ground.

  This time, even Zhang Mama can't say anything.

  …

   That night, the Bei Gong family held a family banquet, wishing Bei Gongxue to enter the Constellation Academy.

   Bei Gongxue did not refuse this family gathering.

   Because she's still waiting to read someone's heart!

   On the long dining table, the elders of the Bei Gong family were full of smiles.

  Beigongxue entered the Constellation Academy, which was a great honor for the whole family, and they were naturally happy.

   Bei Gongxue sat on the top, next to Bei Gong Aotian.

   Hao Lianyun, as the current head mistress of the Beigong family, is sitting on the other side of Beigong Aotian.

  The ball landed on the top of Bei Gongxue's head, the one eye on his body narrowed slightly into a black gap, looking at Hao Lianyun.

   Soon, Hao Lianyun's secret was dug up by it.

  Because Qiuqiu's current strength is still too small, he can only read three people's hearts every day.

   After reading Hao Lianyun's heart, Beigongxue asked her to read the hearts of Beigong Aofeng and Beigong Aotian.

   This mind-reading not only deepened Bei Gongxue's disgust for Bei Gong Aotian. It turned out that he knew that he touched Beigong Linger that night. Later, when the news of Bei Gong Linger's "death" came back to the family, he breathed a sigh of relief.

   As for Bei Gong Aofeng, he was wronged. He had no memory of that night at all, and he did not even know that Bei Gong Lingzhi was his son.

   Moreover, with this mind-reading, Bei Gongxue discovered that Bei Gong Aofeng was really, as rumored, a man who was completely obsessed with martial arts. In his mind, apart from thinking about how to improve his strength, there is nothing else.

  Fortunately, the elder brother's biological father is not a scumbag, at least he is a man who is consistent in appearance.

   Before the dinner was over, Bei Gongxue left early.

  The purpose of her attendance has been achieved, there is no need to stay and watch a group of old men eat haise.

After    left his stand-in puppet, Bei Gongxue went to Xuanwang's mansion.

   The first question day saw Bei Gongxue coming, and asked with a smile, "How is it? Do you know what you want to know?"

Bei Gongxue nodded, "Well, that woman Hao Lianyun is really cruel and poisonous. It's a pity for a woman like her to marry into my Bei Gong family. If she marries a king, I think the whole country will be punished. She's playing between her palms."

   "Her scheming is indeed deep enough, and her methods are ruthless enough. Few people can achieve her level." The first question asked Tiandao.

   "I know where Diablo is sealed, but this news is not the most important." Bei Gongxue said.

   Having said that, Bei Gongxue took out a broken sheepskin roll from the Qiankun bag. This sheepskin roll was exactly the broken picture she had asked the first Wentian to search for her dark guard when she first moved to Qinxueyuan.

   "This remnant map is a map fragment of a god's tomb."

   "Could it be the map of the Tomb of the Gods?" The first questioner took the remnant map and guessed.

   "The Tomb of the Gods? What is that?" Bei Gongxue asked curiously.

   First Wentian looked at Bei Gongxue, and explained with a slightly serious expression: "It is the place where the gods fell. As far as I know, no one has ever been able to collect all eight residual pictures."

   "Why? This remnant picture is difficult to collect?" Bei Gongxue asked.

   No. 1 Wentian shook his head and said, "It's not that it is difficult to collect, but all those who have collected more than four residual pictures have died."

   "So someone speculated later that the map of the tomb of the gods was cursed by the gods."

   "Because the tomb of the gods, after all, is the resting place of the gods after their death, and the gods do not want people to disturb them after they die."

   Bei Gongxue pouted, "I said, with Hao Lianyun's shrewdness, how could he not carry it on his body!"

"However, I want to see, what kind of weird method is this remnant of the tomb of the gods? They are gods, and I am their descendant. I don't believe it, and this curse will come to me." North Palace Snow Road.

   The first questioner smiled slightly, "With me here, nothing will happen to you."

   Three days later, Bei Gongxue and No. 1 Wentian set off for the Haitian Empire.

   At this time, the tutors who are responsible for recruiting new students from the major colleges also went to the admissions points in various countries.

   With the first question, Bei Gongxue naturally doesn't have to worry about being late.

   Two weeks later, Bei Gongxue and the first Wentian arrived at Tianluo City, which is around the Haitian Empire.

  Tianluo City, the streets are crowded, bustling and extremely lively.

   And these people are mostly outsiders.

  The vast majority of people came to participate in the admissions of the five colleges.

  Beigongxue and the first Wentian went to Tianluo City with the crowd, so they found an inn to rest.

   In front of the inn counter, Wangyan just took out the gold coins to pay the bill, when a fat man suddenly rushed up, pushed Wangyan away, and pushed the first question out.

   "Get out of the way, let my young master come first." Fatty's big fat palm pushed against the body of the first questioner.

   Bei Gongxue saw this, and immediately showed sympathy for the fat man.

  You are done!

  Wentian's cleanliness addiction is serious, you actually dare to push him with your hand.

   As expected by Bei Gongxue, the first question day broke out immediately.

   With a "bang", the fat man who cut in the queue was directly shaken by the energy that erupted from No. 1 Wentian, and he fell directly onto the street and couldn't get up.

   Then, under the surprised eyes of everyone, the first questioner said coldly to the cashier, "Two rooms go to the room!"

   The shopkeeper looked at the first question with a horrified face, and then handed out two keys with trembling hands.

   Omg, this man is terrible.

   His heart almost stopped beating just now.

   Wangyan hurriedly took the key, and then followed the first Wentian and Bei Gongxue upstairs with Wangyu.

   At this time, the young master whose servant was shaken was not happy.

   "Stop! If you hit someone, you still want to walk away?!"

   He, Li Ziyuan, is in the Principality of Flying Fish, and he is also a respectable figure. He has always been the only one bullying others. When is it time for others to bully him?

   The first questioner paused, stood on the stairs and turned to look at Li Ziyuan coldly, "If you want to die, I don't mind giving you a ride!"

  Li Ziyuan sneered, "What a big breath!"

   He has lived in Li Ziyuan for eighteen years, and this is the first time someone dares to speak to him in such a tone!

   First Wentian's phoenix eyes suddenly lit up slightly, and then he only heard him shout: "Kneel down!"

   Divine Whisperer's magical powers worked instantly.

   Hearing a "thump" sound, Li Ziyuan's knees bent involuntarily and buckled heavily on the ground.

   Seeing this scene, there was an uproar.

   Li Ziyuan actually knelt down.

   And Li Ziyuan himself opened his eyes in disbelief.

   "What sorcery did you cast on me?!" Li Ziyuan stared at the first question and asked.

  How could this happen? He didn't even know what was going on, why did he kneel down suddenly?

   No. 1 Wentian's thin lips twitched coldly, and he said again, "I slap myself 10,000 times, and I won't get up until it's over!"

   Having said that, the first question day took Bei Gongxue to continue upstairs, and behind them, slaps began to be heard.

  Li Ziyuan's servant saw it, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop it, "Master, what's the matter with you? Stop it!"

   However, even if they grabbed Li Ziyuan's hand, they couldn't stop him from slapping his mouth.

   Soon, Li Ziyuan's face was swollen into a steamed bun, but he was still beating himself in the face.

   When the onlookers saw them, they all had a long memory and did not dare to provoke others easily, so as not to draw hatred.

   There are many geniuses who have come to the Haitian Empire recently. Which of these geniuses is not a tough one?

  If they provoke the wrong people like this guy, that would be miserable.

   Li Ziyuan beat himself for almost ten hours before he finished 10,000 slaps, and by this time, his face was already bloody.

  When he was awake, he felt his cheeks aching hot, as if someone had been whipped with a leather whip.

   "Damn, who hit Lao Tzu in the face!" Li Ziyuan reached out and touched his cheek, finding that his fingers were covered in blood, and immediately roared.

   His little servant said tremblingly, "Young master, yes---you did it yourself."

   "Fart! I'm not sick, how could I beat myself!" Li Ziyuan scolded.

The two servants were about to cry, "Master, what we said is true. If you don't believe me, ask the shopkeeper, everyone saw it with your own eyes. No matter how we persuade you not to listen, you have to call yourself. hand."

   Li Ziyuan immediately stood up and asked the shopkeeper.

   But he knelt all night and his knees were numb, so he suddenly came together and fell down.

   After this fall, Li Ziyuan suddenly remembered what happened yesterday.

   He knelt down in a daze, and then he didn't know anything.

  The two servants saw him fall and quickly helped him to sit on a chair.

   "What the **** is going on? How could this young master slap himself?" Li Ziyuan asked with a twisted face, his expression rather grim.

   "We don't know either. Yesterday that man told you not to get up until you finished slapping 10,000 slaps, and then you kept slapping yourself 10,000 slaps." The servant replied.

   Li Ziyuan's eyes spit fire, "It must be sorcery! He must have used sorcery on me! Otherwise, why would I feel nothing and slap myself!"

   He is really not impressed at all.

   "Master, what should we do now? That man still lives upstairs and hasn't left!"

  Li Ziyuan smirked, "He has lost such a big face for Young Master Ben. If Young Master Ben doesn't find his way back, how will he get along in the future?!"

   "Go and inform my father and ask him to send some people here. I want those people to die without a place to be buried!"

   "Yes, young master, I will contact the master now!" The servant said quickly.

  Wangyu, who went downstairs to order breakfast, heard Li Ziyuan's words, and a sneer appeared on the corners of his lips.

   Send someone to kill my master?

   Hehe, I'm afraid the people you sent will never come back.

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