Chu Hao killed Guishan Rift, which made everyone dazed.

An assessment officer said in surprise: "I thought he was dead just now. It turned out that he had a plan. He had such a fighting consciousness at a young age. He was simply talented."

The strange scene in the room was restored to its original state, the door was opened, and Chen Qian and a group of assessment officers walked in.

Chu Hao was not too surprised to see Chen Qian, he had guessed it.

That day, the yellow-clothed student Pang Jian asked him for trouble. Dean Luo and Shen Qian suddenly appeared. Their strength and status must be not simple.

An assessment officer stepped forward and said, "Zhang Qian, Zhao Sisi, Feng Ai... The above ten students, congratulations to you for becoming white-clothed students."

The ten people were ecstatic.

The assessment officer continued: "September, Qin Lu, Xiao Qinghe, congratulations to you three for becoming yellow-clad students."

The three of them were extremely excited.

The assessment officer continued: "As for the students in red, no one has met the standards."

The person who was not named was disappointed.

At the same time, everyone looked at Chu Hao, admired, envied, respected, etc., but could he not become a student in red?

How is this possible?

After the people announced by the assessment officer, they stepped back and stopped talking, and Chu Hao couldn't help but frown.

What does it mean? No my name?

Chen Qian looked at Zhang Han and said, "Zhang Han, congratulations to you for becoming a Qingyi student."

Chu Hao was nothing, but Jiuyue could no longer suppress herself and screamed excitedly, happy for him.

All students are envious of their strength, and the Qingyi students deserve it.

Chen Qian looked at Chu Hao and said, "Come with me."

Chu Hao nodded slightly, and the others also left one after another.

The two walked into a room, Chen Qian sat on the chair, with her eyebrows curved and her pink lips tender. She crossed her hands, looked at Chu Hao with a scrutiny look, and said lightly, "Who are you?"

Chu Hao smiled and said, "Teacher, I, Zhang Han."

Chen Qian snorted coldly, and a terrifying aura emanated from her body. Some tables and chairs in the room were trembling, saying, "I have investigated your information. First of all, Zhang Han does not have such strength. Then, I contacted your uncle Zhang Desheng. His statement was that you have good talent, but you definitely don't have such strength."

Chen Qian said in a cold voice: "In addition, I have called your uncle Zhang Desheng. I hope you can calm down when you see him."

Chu Hao cursed in his heart that this woman had investigated him, and the people in Jiuhua Holy Land were indeed not simple.

Chen Qian sneered, "Tell me! Who are you? If you don't explain it clearly today, you can't get out of this door."

There was a "click".

The door was locked, and the spell mark appeared in the entire room, which was the rhythm of preventing Chu Hao from escaping.

"Where is the real Zhang Han?"

Chen Qian stood up, her clothes were windless, and there was no expression on her frosty cheeks, and she would take action at any time.

Chu Hao sighed, "Do you have to do this? I am really Zhang Han."

Chen Qian said: "Historical, the dark son who was discovered in Jiuhua Holy Land will end up in a miserable fate. If you don't admit it now, it will be another matter later."

Chu Hao looked at the surrounding walls and said, "We are the only one here, right?"

Chen Qian nodded slightly and said, "I don't need anyone to deal with a secret fool like you."

Chu Hao smiled and said, "Are you too confident?"

Chen Qian sneered and was about to take action.

Seeing that she was about to take action, Chu Hao hurriedly said, "Slowly, I don't want the third person to know what I say next."

Chen Qian frowned slightly and said, "Say."

Chu Hao touched his chin and said, "What do you mean! I am Wang Changsheng's disciple. I don't want anyone to notice it when I come back this time, so I pretend to be Zhang Han."

Chen Qian looked at Chu Hao with a look of surprise, and then said angrily: "Nonsense, Jiuhua's ancestor Wang Changsheng has disappeared. How could you be his disciple? Don't treat me as a fool."

Chu Hao was speechless.

Chu Hao said: "I am really Wang Changsheng's disciple."

He cursed in his heart that this task was really a scam, and that's all the shit Wang Changsheng, leaving nothing to prove.

Chu Hao took a deep breath and said, "Can you help me find Wang Changsheng's relatives, Wang Yuyan, can she help me prove it."

Chen Qian said angrily: "Oncestor Wang Yuyan, he was already dead three thousand years ago. You guy is talking nonsense."

Chu Hao was like five thunders thunder, was Wang Yuyan dead?

Damn, I'm irreconcilable with you, how do I find this?

Chu Hao said seriously: "I need Wang Changsheng's descendants to prove it to me, and I don't trust other people."

Chen Qian said: "Okay, you're waiting here."

Chu Hao said: "It's important. You can't let others know about this matter unless you and I want to die."

Seeing how serious Chu Hao said, Chen Qian believed it halfway, and she said, "The descendants of the ancestor Wang Changsheng are now the only one left of Wang Lingyun."

Chu Hao said: "I only see him."

Chen Qian left, Chu Hao stayed alone in the room, he was nervous, this bullshit Wang Changsheng pitted me.

After waiting for about an hour, the door finally opened and the two of them walked in.

In addition to Chen Qian, there is also an old man who looks about eighty years old and doesn't know his real age, and looks sick.

When the old man saw Chu Hao, he seemed a little excited and said, "Where is my grandfather?"

Chu Hao said: "Who are you?"

The old man glanced at Chen Qian, and Chen Qian walked out consciously and closed the door.

The old man took a deep breath and his complexion was very bad, as if he was a dying old man, saying, "I am Wang Lingyun, the fourth generation descendant of Wang Changsheng, and Wang Yuyan is my grandfather's elder sister."

Chu Hao shook his head and said, "I still don't believe you unless you can tell me about the matter of being the king of Changsheng."

In fact, Chu Hao didn't know at all what Wang Changsheng had experienced. He just wanted to prove it and didn't want to be cheated.

Wang Lingyun couldn't help coughing, with a pale face and smiled, "You are very alert. I can tell you what happened to my ancestors back then, but how do you prove that you are the disciples of our ancestors?"

Chu Hao took off his shirt and exposed the mark of the curse on his back.

After seeing the resentment, Wang Lingyun widened his eyes. His face was incredible, extremely excited, and he couldn't help coughing violently.

"Curse! You are really a disciple of Grandpa." Wang Lingyun said in horror.

Chu Hao said: "Can you untie the curse? If you can untie it, I believe you are the descendant of your master."

Wang Lingyun nodded and said, "Of course."

Chu Hao breathed a sigh of relief and finally found the real owner.

Wang Lingyun drew a talisman on Chu Hao's back and then shouted: "The resentment is resolved."
Chapter completed!