Liu ran and the strange old man are still talking and laughing in an attic of Zhanlan college. After three days of such a life, there was a huge momentum over the attic. Under this momentum, the whole space was covered with a thick dark cloud. The atmosphere around seemed extremely subdued.

while drinking Ao Xue's tea, Liu ran frowned slightly, put down the teacup in his hand, stood up and looked into his clothes: "I'll meet him when a guest arrives."

Aoxue stood up at this time, and followed Liu ran and said, "I'll go too."

Liu ran nodded, reached out to block the strange old man who was...