Shocking Venomous Consort: Frivolous Miss

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"What, Master can't control it?" Ling Yichen asked in surprise, "Master has never mentioned this to me."

"Master was seriously injured at that time and almost lost his life." Fu Chengyu's face was dignified. "He naturally wouldn't tell us. He was afraid that we would look for it and it would hurt us." Fu Chengyu remembered Master's day. The miserable image was that the master at the time was dying, and he saved his life only by the medicine given by others. At that time, there was still a miserable look at the masters in the past. I really don't know how terrible that magical soldier was.

"Then Chu Xi, put away the treasure map first." Ling Yichen frowned, and his face became dignified. "Don't go looking for this for now. Let's talk later."

"Good." Fu Chengyu also nodded. "If I guess right, here is a magic soldier. Chu Xi, wait until you have enough strength to go here. Put this away first."

"Okay." Ling Chuxi nodded, put away the treasure map, and sighed again, "The writers were stupid enough. How valuable is a treasure that can't be controlled and what is the point? Put this treasure map? Just throw it out. Hidden and tucked into the end."

"Not everyone can see this clearly." Fu Chengyu sighed slightly. "A lot of truths are understood by people, but how many people can do it really?" The obsession is sometimes let down, even though the consequences may be lost, but they still refuse to let go. Man is such a contradictory and sad creature.

Hearing Fu Chengyu's remarks, everyone was silent, and Ling Chuxi was also silent, having to admit that Fu Chengyu was telling the truth. A very powerless fact.

The atmosphere was dull, and Xia Zhuoyi adjusted the atmosphere: "Hey, if we have enough strength in the future, go check it out. If it is really a peerless soldier, Chu Xi is also very good to use."

"If there is a real warrior, who can use which one. I think my falling dust sword is good." Ling Chuxi patted the falling dust sword around his waist and said with a smile.

Ling Yichen and Xia Zhuoyi looked at the falling dust sword around Ling Chuxi's waist and stopped talking. Anyway, they did not see any difference in this sword. But since Ling Chuxi said so, they still shut up wisely.

No one noticed that even Ling Chuxi didn't feel it. When she said that her falling dust sword was quite good, the falling dust sword in the scabbard twitched slightly. It was only a moment before returning to calm.

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Next is the day of preparing for war. The whole college is in a tense situation. The students who signed up for the competition are as hard as the chicken blood, and they are practicing hard every day. There are more and more people on the streets of Beijing, and many inns are already full of people. What disturbs Ling Chuxi the most is that as the number of people pouring into the capital increases, so does the number of people eating. Long queues line up in front of those delicious shops.

For example, this is a roast duck restaurant, and there are already long queues in front of the store. Ling Chu Xiqi gritted her teeth and waited for more than half an hour before it was her turn. The roast duck I bought was neither fat nor small. This made Ling Chuxi a fire full of stomach. Carrying the roast duck, Ling Chuxi went back to the other courtyard.

Turn a corner ahead and take a short cut to get to the street in the other courtyard. Ling Chuxi speeded up her steps, just turned, but heard the quarrel in front. Moreover, the sound seems familiar.