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"Junior Brother Pei's medicine was replaced?"

Zheng Weiqi curled her eyebrows and sat in the teahouse. After thinking for a moment, she didn't have a clue. The sword and anger rose together: "What clues do you know? Where did you get that bottle of fairy spring?"

The fairy spring used for healing was maliciously replaced with corrosive poison, which is by no means a trivial thing that can be passed by with a smile.

Ning Ning has informed the elders of this matter, but now there are few clues. Even if they agree to investigate, it may be difficult to find the real culprit behind the scenes.

"The bottle of fairy spring was brought back by Pei Ji from the hospital."

Ning Ning said: "The doctor saw that he was seriously injured, so he sent a bottle specially. At that time, the medical staff was very crowded. Many medical practitioners, rescued girls, and people in the city were all in the museum. Will be easily discovered."

He Zhizhou glanced at her worriedly: "Nothing serious happened to your leg, right?"

"The elders of Su Wentang have seen it for me. The poison is not fatal, at most it burns the skin."

Ningning shook her head: "But what is strange is that when I smashed it to pieces, there was a black magic ooze inside... But later the elders came to investigate again, but found that there was no aura, and I couldn't find anything to it. Related trails."

"Devilish energy? Isn't the devil cultivating tricks?"

Lin Xun has not experienced life and death dangers, strong winds and waves. After hearing this, his face is pale, and his eyes are full of worry and panic: "My father said that although the demons were defeated and almost disappeared after the war, there are still survivors hiding in various places— -But they have no grievances with Junior Brother Pei, why do they deliberately hurt him?"

Ningning also couldn't figure it out.

And speaking of the demons, the soul-refining technique used by Luo Yuanming obviously belongs to a very cruel demonic secret method.

He was born in the right way, and there is absolutely no chance of contact with him. The only possibility is that he had contact with the surviving demonic cultivators when he passed through the desert that year.

And that demon's cultivation base is definitely not low.

"Anyway, today is a blessing in misfortune."

Zheng Weiqi sighed, thinking that her brain hurts, she pressed her hands on her temples: "Tomorrow will be the annual lantern festival in Luan City. After the lantern festival, there are ten ways to meet the second round-I heard that this time the competition system and It’s completely different from the usual, and the degree of danger has greatly doubled. If you are seriously injured before the Fa conference, you will be completely hopeless."

Luo Yuanming's scandal was revealed, but the Ten Method Conference still has to continue.

Ningning had heard about it before. The Fa conference is divided into two rounds. The first round is a secret trial. The second round is often a duel between disciples. One-on-one elimination system is adopted until the final stay on the field is decided. one person.

However, although this competition system has been inherited for a long time, it has very serious drawbacks.

There are thousands of ways in the realm of cultivation, and hundreds of schools are in full bloom, and in short-term competitions, they are often unable to give full play to their own advantages. What's more, duel is respected by strength and lighter than strategy. It is difficult to win victory for the weak offensive medical practitioners, Lexiu, Buddhism and Royal Beast Sects.

So under Luo Yuanming's proposal, after some discussion by the elders, the second round of this year's competition system was changed.

"Although the elders held the news tightly, according to the gossip," He Zhizhou was mysterious, "it seems to be more exciting than the first round of battle royale."

Ningning listened to him and couldn't help but remember the information that Luo Yuanming had revealed to her accidentally.

He came across Lonely Moon Lotus which was false, but the method of repairing the sea of ​​consciousness should be true. According to him, in order to treat Wen Hemian, there are more than two rare spiritual plants, and one of them, the Lingshu Immortal Grass, is in the secret realm that needs to be visited in the next round of the Fa conference.

But within the city of Luan, there seems to be no other secret realm that can be entered.

At this moment, the storyteller is not on stage, and the teahouse is rare and quiet.

Ning Ning was in a daze, and suddenly heard a very low magnetic male voice: "What a coincidence, I have met you again."

Ah, this voice.

She raised her head in a rather complicated mood, and she saw the very familiar face of the young city lord of Jialan City.

Jiang Si twitched his mouth, smiled diagonally, and pointed to the empty spot beside him and said, "Can I sit here?"

"Um, I actually wanted to ask before."

He Zhizhou raised his right hand, incarnate the curious baby who asked if he didn't understand: "Where did the young city master learn how to laugh so profoundly? I remember you didn't laugh like this before."

Jiang Si smiled and raised his eyebrows, and said lightly: "Thank you Ms. Zheng for this."

Seeing Zheng Weiqi's incomprehensible look, he snorted softly: "Jiang has studied the books given by Ms. Zheng all night, and stumbled upon a certain pattern--"

"Among all the texts,'Hook Lips and Smile' appeared 281 times,'Raise Eyebrows' appeared 189 times,'Quiet Hum' appeared 146 times, and'Fantasy Road' appeared 563 times."

So he took it all seriously.

It's a pity that the muscles cramped after too many exercises. It doesn't look like a "clips and smiles", but it looks like a ghost possesses and a small mouth twitches.

Zheng Weiqi inhaled and lifted her forehead, barely exhaling, in order to prevent this person from screaming again, she took the lead and said: "Where is the story on your side?"

She was talking about the super-thick tome "Cultivation Feng Yue Lu" that Jiang Si recently observed and studied.

Jiang Si was rarely questioned by her initiative. Hearing that, she squeezed a low smile from her throat that had been mentioned 438 times: "Xue Xiao is dying."

He spoke calmly and did not notice that the figure of the man sitting at the side table and writing and painting from beginning to end had a pause.

The man turned his back to them and couldn't see the exact appearance. If he took a few steps forward and looked at it roughly, he would be extremely surprised to find that it was the storyteller in the teahouse.

——Mr. Today, I was able to rest for a while, but as a hardworking social animal with a high level of professionalism, even in his free time, he must perseverely dig out storytelling materials.

Coincidentally, it happened that he met a group of Xuanxu Sword Sect.

Tianxianzi's personal biography is very popular in Luan City, and he is a strong competitor who leads the Ten Ways. The husband sat quietly for so long, and he frowned when he heard the name "Xue Xiao".

He had never heard of this woman's name.

"You mean she was imprisoned in the cellar by Uncle Zhenxiao?"

Zheng Weiqi tried hard to recall the plot: "Or did the head of Ji give her love?"

The hand holding the pen trembled violently.

What an explosive secret of the sect! There are so many grievances between Jian Xiu! Mr. Storyteller's heart is agitated!

"neither."

Jiang Si said coldly: "I used her as a stand-in to torture in every possible way, but in the end I wanted to take her pains to treat my dying Bai Yueguang, that is, the incident of Ningning girl."

The thunders came one after another, and the husband's eyes were all turned out in surprise, and he lay on the table and screamed hard, almost sparking from his pen.

Zheng Weiqi was a bit dissatisfied: "The most outrageous thing is that I would be crazy about being jealous of Uncle Zhenxiao because I fell in love with Uncle Zhenxiao, let the disciple in the door block her in the alley and beat her, and warn Xuexiao not to disconnect with Uncle Zhenxiao-what's in this head? Thought!"

Ningning was good at supporting her cheeks, and also smiled: "I also deliberately made things difficult for her because of my secret crush on Junior Brother Lin Xun. Do you still remember that she suddenly bleeds from her seven orifices during a tryst with Sword Sovereign Zhen Xiao? It just took the poison I gave.

terror! These horrible women of the Xuanxu Sword Sect! How could they say such things in such a relaxed tone!

The right hand of Mr. Storyteller holding the pen was trembling, and he gritted his teeth so that he would not scream in anger.

He Zhizhou looked at her in amazement: "Is it you?"

Listening to his incredulous tone, finally a normal person came into the chaotic dance of the demons.

The husband showed a smirk from the corner of his mouth. He was ready to witness the scene of punishment and removal of notoriety with his own eyes, but he heard He Zhizhou continue to say: "Didn't you agree to be with me? In the end, you have a crush on Junior Brother Lin Xun?"

are you crazy! ! ! Is this the point! ! !

"What does it matter?"

Ningning's tone was calm as if she was discussing whether to eat or not: "Didn't you have always been in love with Xue Xiao? You are born with two legs, can you be worthy of them if you don't split them?"

He Zhizhou suddenly said: "It makes sense! By the way, I remember that you seem to be a little bit interested in Pei Ji. With so many boats, please be careful not to flash your waist, otherwise the men who love you deeply will feel distressed."

Pei Ji was originally away from the conversation. Hearing this remark, his eyelashes trembled, and he lowered his head and drank.

Mr. Storyteller:...

This idiot was actually persuaded. He is exhausted. These people are not normal.

"I don't understand, what's so good about you men? If you have to find true love in the trash, it's no wonder she ends up like this."

Zheng Weiqi was very disdainful, and her tone was a little bit of hatred for iron and steel: "If I were her, I would definitely practice kendo. When I rise to the immortal in the next day, I will hit you dogs and men on the ground."

"Could it be that she loves me, and if I don't love her, it becomes a sin? That woman shouldn't forget who she is, but is just a tool for me to warm the bed."

Jiang Si was not convinced. He opened his mouth and retorted loudly, but suddenly he noticed that someone was approaching him. He shut his mouth for a while and turned his head away from his eyes.

"Ah, isn't this City Master Jiang Si of Jialan City!"

The visitor is a plump woman. Although she is not outstanding, the shark gauze skirt she wore on her body was very expensive. The woman covered her lips and smiled, reaching out and handing out a small object wrapped in white cloth.

"Yesterday, a girl came to my Qi Embroidery Workshop, saying that she admired the young city lord. She specially asked the workshop to rush to make a jade bone fan overnight and asked me to send it personally."

Jiang Si coughed artificially, his expression and tone were light: "Girl? Oh—it turns out to be that. I just thought she was joking, but I didn't expect to make a real one."

The lady of Qixiufang pursed her lips and quit in a whisper, Liu Jiangsi and a few people at the table stared with big eyes, or Lin Xun first said, "Jade bone fan? I remember it seems to be expensive."

"Oh, it's just a little thing that the followers insist on giving."

Jiang Si lowered his eyes and sneered, leaning lazily on the back of the chair, with his slender fingers resting on the wrapping cloth: "I heard that the girl specially told the proprietress to make her embroider the oversized'Young City Lord' on the fan-why bother? What? I never care about such false names."

Ningning leaned over and leaned in to Pei Ji's ear and whispered: "I think this ‘follower’ may be himself."

Men, they have to make a little bit of face for themselves in front of others.

Jiang Si was crushed by Senior Sister Zheng in every possible way. It was the moment when the momentum was weakest. If the lady boss of Qixiufang sent this "small thing that the followers insisted on to give to them" in front of them, it might be able to save 10%. Few faces left.

Because of her sudden approach, Pei Ji's breathing was stagnant, and then she whispered "Well".

The cloth wrapped on the outside was taken apart layer by layer, revealing the exquisite folding fan inside.

Jiang Si suppressed a smile on his lips, and with a slight pressure on his index finger, the fan surface was like a butterfly's wings that spread out suddenly, pushing open the layers of folds, and opening in front of everyone's eyes.

But seeing the jade-bone fan Lingluo was shining, reflecting the pearl-like luster in the sun, and on the front and back of the fan, a string of large characters was embroidered:

[The oversized Young City Lord is great].

I am most afraid of the sudden silence of the air.

Lin Xun stared at the words blankly, then glanced at Jiang Si blankly.

He Zhizhou scratched his head awkwardly: "Ah, this..."

Jiang Si was incarnate as a cold-faced girl made of cement. His whole body seemed to be stagnant, staying in place motionless.

After a long time, finally blinked his eyes and looked up at the sky, barely stopping the moistness of the eyes: "Do you think I am a fool?"

Ningning looked at his hideous expression with heartache, and kindly comforted him: "Young City Lord, don't be sad, it's actually only a little bit."

"Not a fool."

Zheng Weiqi's face was sincere, and she was mercilessly hurting him: "For example, you used to be'Jiang Si', and now all the other radicals are gone, there are only three points of water left in the whole person."

This woman is talking about parallel imports.

The cold icy wind patted his face indiscriminately, Jiang Si's expression was hurt and his heart hurt.

It was this woman who made him realize for the first time that he also felt heartache.

As expected of her.

The atmosphere on their side was like going to a grave, while the storyteller on the other side stopped writing on the spot. When he looked at the manuscript paper on the table, his eyes were filled with terror and horror.

What he heard and heard today is far beyond imagination, and he is almost unable to write.

Unexpectedly, just when she was in a trance, she heard Zheng Weiqi's voice again. She deliberately lowered the volume and whispered in Ning Ning's ear.

In a trance, he heard the other's vague voice: "I think he has something wrong here, and I don't know if it was influenced by Junior Brother He."

She paused, seeming to be a little emotional: "Infectious diseases, these two people are together, it's not saved."

With his back to them, he couldn't see Zheng Weiqi pointing at her brain when she was speaking.

She is vomiting that an idiot is contagious.

However, the storyteller was completely dumbfounded.

Where is the problem with Young City Lord Jiang Si? Why was it influenced by Dao He Zhizhou? And her last words, contagion... what disease is contagious?

God, what did he hear? !

The heart and body were trembling, and the husband used his last courage to lower his head and glanced at all the contents he had recorded on the paper.

[Xue Xiao is dying.

After experiencing the imprisonment of Sword Sovereign Zhenxiao, the love of the head of Ji, and Jiang Si's hard work, she was beaten by Zheng Weiqi to bloodshed, and the lotus was broken.

Zheng Weiqi loves Zhenxiao, loves snow, loves Jiang Si, loves Ningning, Lin Xun, loves snow, loves He Zhizhou, loves Ningning, loves Pei Ji.

The super-large Young City Lord is great, but there are some problems there. He and He Zhizhou have contracted sexually transmitted diseases and are out of help. ]

Good guy, sad octagonal twist love.

As for the last paragraph, he felt so scary and perverted.

His sight trembled and slid down again, and finally came to the relationship table of the characters of the Xuanxu Sword Sect that had been hit with countless arrows.

Mr. Storyteller's face was pale and he flicked his brush lightly.

Between He Zhizhou and Jiang Si, a little love is drawn.

At the same time, Zheng Weiqi felt a sense of spirit approaching, and Pei Ji's voice sounded in her ears.

He held the sword calmly on the surface, but there was a little bit of difficulty and hesitation hidden in his tone, as if saying this sentence took most of his strength:

"Sister, the book you are discussing... can you sell me a copy?"

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