Chapter 298 About Generation

Lance and the fat man saluted at the same time. One is called 'Dean' and the other is called 'Master'. At the moment when the fat man opened his mouth, Lance knew that it was exactly as in his judgment.

The crane-haired childish-faced old man sitting there is the seventh generation dean of the college, the strongest martial arts man in the world, the sword saint Roland.

As the seventh dean of the college, Roland became famous more than 100 years ago. Today, no one knows his real age and no one dares to verify it. The only thing that seems to be different from his qualifications is His Majesty the Pope of the temple generation, but these two legends usually meet It's all difficult, not to mention that someone will come to inquire about their situation.

The seventh generation nodded with a smile and said, "Lance, well, very good. I heard Lan Jun mention you that you performed better than he said.

After saying that, Roland waved to the golden dragon lying there and said softly, "Gal, come here."

When the golden young dragon heard his call, he suddenly became energetic, stood up, and ran over. It was not particularly huge, but it could also be called a huge dragon leader rubbing on Roland.

The dean touched its head lovingly and spit out a few words softly. I don't know what he said. The super-level warcraft immediately lay down obediently and obediently lay down beside him.

As he stroked the dragon, he said, "Gal is my pet, but it is very bad and cruel. He likes to bully strangers who have never been here. I wanted to test you today. Lan Jun will take you in to see what choice you will make in the face of Gala's pressure. What I didn't expect was that my little apprentice was also so playful. Originally, I wanted him to stand next to you, but Gala would only release his pressure, not too much. He could stop him when he really couldn't do it, but I didn't expect him to hide his figure.

Roland pointed to the fat man with some reproach and smiled, and then said, "But it can be seen that you are also very familiar with each other. He usually likes to joke with his brothers and sisters. However, you still surprise me very much, Lance. Although I don't know why my little apprentice did this today, it is obvious that he trusts you very much, and your potential is beyond our expectations.

Lance quickly bowed and thanked him for his compliments.

And the fat man laughed a few times and said, "Master, I also trust Lance's strength. Hey hey, you see, he really dealt with it by himself." He said, but he didn't think so. He was just secretly relieved and found that after such a shock, Lance had indeed forgotten to ask himself questions in the space channel before. He is not very good at lying. In the past few days, he has been obsessed and has been staying in the northern region for the treatment of the strong men of the two magicians' guilds. In fact, he is fascinated by the beautiful female apprentices of the two. After these days of communication, Lan Jun felt more and more that the other party was indeed naturally beautiful and smart. No wonder he would become a super genius of the Magicians Guild later.

While communicating with her, the fat man is still thinking with bad taste in his heart: Lance boy, I'm afraid you can't imagine that you have to be in awe of your previous life, but now you are servile in front of this genius and full of flattery, hahaha, if this beautiful girl can It would be better to let me kiss you!

The wonderful life made the fat man forget to return to the emperor in time and report the mission of the trip to the dean. If he hadn't received the message, God would have known how long he would stay there. Then he rushed back in a hurry and reported the matter to Roland. Naturally, the dean, who had been practicing for a long time, did not find that his little apprentice was secretly springing now, but arranged for him to lead the young people who helped him kill two dark practitioners to meet, so there was the previous one. An early morning scene. However, Lance asked very normal questions along the way. When he was about to get out of the channel, he suddenly asked himself if he had been with women these days, which made Lan Jun feel embarrassed. If the master knew about this matter, 'strictly ask questions' and 'forced confessions', he would have no secrets. I said.

So at the 'critical' moment just now, Lan Jun had to betray his friend. His intention was to scare Lance half to death, and then he appeared majestically at the last moment to save him from danger, so that Lance would not only forget everything he had talked about earlier, but also be grateful to himself. What a wonderful thing. What he didn't expect was that Lance's boy was really not simple, and such a scene was easily solved by him.

Lance didn't know what the fat man beside him was thinking. He just thought that this guy was playful again, but he felt a little admiring and envious. Sure enough, he was worthy of being a favorite apprentice of Jiansheng. He was not scolded for doing so much nonsense.

And the seventh generation obviously did not have much pestering on this issue. He has a good impression of Lance, which can be seen from his smiling face from time to time. He reached out and touched the head of the golden dragon again and said, "Gal, go and say hello to Lance."

Xiaolong reluctantly stood up, hummed a few times, and then walked towards Lance, but the good thing is that he is in a good mood now, and there is no anger or fear, so he naturally walks without the 'dongdong' just now! The great power.

This super-level warcraft, the golden cub stands up to be five meters tall. Although it is a minor, it is several times larger than adult human beings. Standing in front of Lance, Lance, who is usually perfect, is like a little dwarf in front of it, only to the upper thigh. But the good thing is that it is just a playful dragon now. It doesn't hold much grudge. It just looks at Lance curiously and makes sure that he won't see the horrible eyes again. Finally, he squatted down with satisfaction, stretched out his head in front of Lance's body to sniff, and then arched friendly arched.

Xiaolong's nose rubbed back and forth on Lance's collar and exposed skin, which made him itchy, so he couldn't help laughing, but he thought that after all, he was in front of the dean, so he quickly stopped his laughter, stretched out his hand and rubbed Xiaolong's big head.

held his head with his hands and looked carefully. He found that the little guy seemed to be quite good-looking when he was not bullied, and he didn't look as angry at all when he first met. Its huge eyes are watery, staring at itself with no superfluous emotions. Lance smiled and thought that although the strength and breath of the little guy are already a horrible super-level warcraft and the category of the holy-level strong of human beings, they are still small after all. Not to mention some treacherous emotions of human beings in his eyes, there is not even the viciousness and violence of beasts at all, only simplicity. Obviously, they have not been hunted by themselves. And killing.

Lance didn't watch it for too long. Although it was really cool for you to watch such a super-level warcraft, he quickly let go of his hand and stood up by Xiaolong. Because he knew that since the dean wanted to see himself, it would not be so simple for him to see this magic pet.

Sure enough, the seventh generation nodded with a smile, and I don't know whether he was satisfied with Lance's behavior or something. He just waved his hand simply and said, "Go ahead."

The golden dragon cleverly shook the dirt on his body and took a step away. In this way, it should be to return to the forest where he lived before.

When Xiaolong left, the seventh generation looked at Lance again and smiled, "Lan Jun told me a lot about you, not just yesterday. One day six months ago, he returned and said that this class of freshmen may have had a genius and appeared in the holy area of the library. I just didn't expect that the freshman was the same person as the college master who killed the high-level strongman and shocked the great practitioner.

Lance said to himself: Sure enough, it's coming. But he didn't say much, because he didn't know how much the dean knew. So he just bent down respectfully and said, "Thank you for your care."

"Don't be nervous, young man." The seventh generation smiled and waved his hand. At this moment, he did not look at all. He was just an ordinary and kind old man. He said casually, "Sit down and talk about it."

Lance was stunned and thought that there seemed to be no place to sit here, but he didn't expect that Lan Jun next to him was sitting on the ground with a single person. Lance sighed in his heart that this fat man was indeed an unhygienic person. The position where the dean sat was just on a hard stone. Although he was sitting on the floor, it was very clean. This is yellow muddy. Although the weather is dry, it may still sit on a lot of dust. Although he secretly scolded the lazy guy in his heart that he was unwilling to take a few more steps, there was a rocky road ahead. But he had no choice but to sit on the ground for the first time. He doesn't want to make a bad impression on the idol who has existed for a long time.

Roland didn't seem to think that his interesting little apprentice would be so unhygienic. He sat directly on the ground. He raised his eyebrows and saw Lance sit down together. He regained his composure and said nothing more. At this time, the beautiful woman who just appeased Xiaolong brought out a few cups of tea from the wooden house and came out. First, it was sent to the seventh generation, waited until he picked it up, and then walked to the two young people sitting on the ground.

The fat man picked up a cup very rudely, poured several mouthfuls into his mouth, and then wiped his mouth and pretended to be polite, "Hey, thank you, sister."

The woman glanced at him angrily and ignored him at all.

Lance knew that the fat guy had always been rude. Just now, he was going to drink all the tea in the cup, but he suddenly stopped to thank him politely, which made the beautiful woman strange for a while. It was obvious that the fat man was not so polite at all. So when she suddenly said this today, she naturally wanted to tell herself her identity.

Even if you guess, you can probably guess the identity of this woman, but with the fat man's words, Lance confirmed it more. However, even though it is confirmed that she is one of the sword saints at this moment, Lance still doesn't know what to call it. After all, in the college, the senior elite can be called senior sister, and the dean's apprentice, although young, is of different generations, because people who know the history of the college know that the contemporary dean has been It has been a hundred years since the dean. Some college tutors met the swordsman disciples by chance, all of whom were commensurate with their brothers.