My Formidable Beast-Controlling Consort Rules

Chapter 21: Warcraft hunting contest

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Qingxuan Academy? Isn't that the college where my predecessor stayed? Yun Qingyan touched his chin and narrowed his dark eyes.

Qingxuan College is the best college in the entire North Coast Country, and Yun Qingyan's useless body will naturally not be able to get in.

But because Baili Qingxue was at Qingxuan College, Yun Qingyan cried and wanted to study in the college. Mr. Yun had no choice but to send a lot of treasures to the college before stuffing Yun Qingyan in.

Although Yun Qingyan entered the academy, she was bullied because she was a loser. Her behavior of chasing Baili Qingxue all day long made her the laughing stock of the entire Qingxuan Academy.

"Grandpa, let me take a look too." Yun Qingyan stretched out her head and looked at the letter paper sealed with gold lacquer.

Mr. Yun's eyes were scanning the letter paper, and the more he looked at it, the darker his face became.

The letter urged Yun Qingyan to participate in Qingxuan College's annual World of Warcraft hunting competition.

Also specifically warned -

Those who withdraw from the competition without reason will be dropped out of school!

"Qing Yan, why don't we go to some ghost Qingxuan Academy? Grandpa, I am the number one master in Bei'an Country, why can't I teach you?"

Mr. Yun looked confused.

The World of Warcraft Hunting Competition is held in the Forest of No Return. So where is the Forest of No Return

One of the four most dangerous places in mainland China! How many yuan have gone without return!

With her small body, wouldn't it mean that her granddaughter would die if she went there

Yun Qingyan could see the worry in Mr. Yun's heart at a glance, and felt a faint warmth in his heart.

A flash of light flashed in her eyes. Even if there was no hunting competition, she would go to the Forest of No Return. This competition was like giving a pillow to her if she fell asleep. She had to go!

"Grandpa." Holding Mr. Yun's hand, Yun Qingyan tilted her head and asked with a serious face, "What will happen if I don't go?"

Before Mr. Yun could speak, Yun Qingyan's little face tensed up, her eyes filled with ice, "I was expelled from Qingxuan College, went home in despair, and became the laughing stock of the entire Bei'an Kingdom again!"

After finishing speaking, Yun Qingyan raised his eyes and looked at Mr. Yun, "So, I have to go! Even if there is no winning rate, I have to go!

I want to be worthy of the character of the Yun family!

The Yun family never shrinks from uncertainty! "

Every word, every word, was like a heavy hammer hitting Yun Hou's heart.

Guang Han's hand holding the sword tightened, and his icy black eyes revealed a trace of emotion that even he could not easily detect.

"Talk lightly." Marquis Yun looked at the determined girl in front of him, and his already dead heart gradually began to boil.

What a Yun family character!

"Besides, aren't there still mentors? They won't let anything happen to Qingyan." Yun Qingyan blinked and smiled.

"You..." Looking at Yun Qingyan helplessly, Mr. Yun had some imperceptible relief in his eyes.

"That's all, your temper is like your father's. Even ten cows can't change your decision." Mr. Yun shook his head and stroked Yun Qingyan's head with his generous palm.

Yun Qingyan looked up at Mr. Yun, with a playful aura flashing in his black eyes, and said with a smile, "He still looks like grandpa."

The stubborn temper of Marquis Yun of Bei'an State even made Emperor Beiyue give in sometimes!

Mr. Yun choked for a moment and glared at Yun Qingyan, pretending to be angry, "Qingyan dares to make fun of even grandpa!"

After saying that, he smiled and touched Yun Qingyan's head, "Ten cows can't pull grandpa back, just one word is enough."

Therefore, there is a widespread rumor in Bei'an that Marquis Yun of Yun Mansion loves his grandson to the core, but that is not mixed in the slightest.

"Hehe." Holding Marquis Yun's hand, Yun Qingyan smiled flatteringly.

Mr. Yun patted her head and said to Guang Han, who was standing beside him holding a sword, "Han'er, I want you to send Qing Yan to Qingxuan Academy."

"Yes, Marquis Yun." Guang Han lowered his eyes and said.

(End of chapter)