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The two men whispered and laughed from time to time.

Walking out of the road of more than 100 meters, Song Linxian saw the conspicuous jeep parked on the side of the road.

You don't need to look at the license plate, as long as you see this car, Song Linxian knows that it is Minister Han's car.

Sure enough, when she approached, she saw Minister Han from the car window, and Minister Han nodded at her slightly, and motioned for her to go over with his eyes.

Song Linxian smiled at Liu Tong: "I still have some things, let's go first, if you have any questions, I'll tell you when you go to school tomorrow." ”

"Okay. Liu Tong also laughed.

Song Linxian turned around and walked about ten meters to the jeep, the door opened, and she sat in lightly and dexterously.

Minister Han sat in the driver's seat, glanced back at her, stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped away.

Song Linxian didn't know where the car was going, so he didn't ask, he took out his homework and wrote it when he got in the car.

Minister Han looked at Song Linxian from the rear view, and laughed in his heart, this girl is really big-hearted, she dares to get in the car without asking, and she doesn't look at where she is taking her, isn't she afraid of selling her?

Minister Han vomited in his heart, and the expression on his face became even colder.

It's just that he stabilized the steering wheel with both hands, and the speed of the car slowly slowed down, and the car drove very smoothly, without any subversion.

It wasn't until Song Linxian had almost finished his homework that Minister Han stopped.

Song Linxian raised his head, rubbed the corners of his forehead, and smiled at Minister Han: "Thank you." ”

Minister Han's neck was slightly red, and he coughed coldly: "What's the matter with Xiao Li?"

Song Linxian looked like this: "How is he?"

"I had a car accident and am now lying in a hospital bed. ”

Song Linxian breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, I finally didn't die." ”

Minister Han frowned slightly: "How did you know that Xiao Li was in danger?"

"Huh?" Song Linxian looked puzzled: "You don't even know? No, you are also a cultivator, how can you not see it?" Xiao Li's bad luck is so heavy, it looks like he is going to be unlucky, you should be able to feel it if you can't see it." ”

"Ahem......" Minister Han coughed again, very embarrassed: "I am cultivating a sword immortal, not the art of Xuanmen Yin and Yang." ”

I see.

Song Linxian instantly understood, and she smiled again: "No wonder I always think that you are amazingly powerful, it turns out that you are practicing swordsmanship, are you from the Shushan faction?"

When it came to the three words of the Shushan faction, Minister Han's face was a little strange, with some memories and nostalgia, and he was also a little sad: "Where is the Shushan faction in this world, the left is just those big families and some small sects, speaking of which, the cultivation of one is already extremely weak now, if there is no change, I am afraid that it will not take many years, and the monk will be extinct from the earth and stars." ”

He looked at Song Linxian again: "But Xuanmen thaumaturgy is not afraid, there are some things in the Xuanmen that do not need aura and heaven and earth vitality, they should be able to pass on, but I am afraid that the Xuanmen monks will become weaker and weaker in the future, after all, even now, there are few people who can draw spirit runes, that is, we are in the department, how much effort we have to find only one person, and we can only draw some peace charms to exorcise evil charms and the like, no matter how good it is, it can't be drawn." ”

Through Minister Han's words, Song Linxian can be regarded as having a general understanding of the monks in this world.

With this understanding, she also slowly relaxed, originally she thought that the monks in this world were very powerful, otherwise, how could there be a person like Minister Han who was only eighteen or nineteen years old, and his cultivation was so profound?

However, now she knew that a person like Minister Han was just a special case, and the cultivation of monks in this world was very low, and the Dao cultivation that had been cultivated for so many decades was only a little bit stronger than her now.

You must know that Song Linxian has only been in this world for a few days, and besides, she still has no cultivation resources in her hands, if she is given some good resources, and then let her cultivate without hesitation, but after half a year, she will definitely be able to advance a few more levels, and when the time comes, I am afraid that most monks will not be able to compare to her.

With this understanding, Song Linxian felt more and more that he should return to the Shen family as soon as possible, and he should not waste time in the Song family anymore.

She pondered for a while, then looked up at Minister Han: "The thing I said started in the last few days, and please help me prepare the manpower." ”

Minister Han nodded heavily: "Okay." ”

agreed, Minister Han did not go to see Song Linxian again, but stepped on the accelerator and sent Song Linxian home directly.

When Song Linxian returned home, the Song family had not come back, she took the key and opened the door, and only when she wanted to enter the house, she saw Song Yuxian coming back angrily.

As soon as he entered the gate, Song Yuxian pointed at Song Linxian and scolded: "Song Linxian, you are a son of a bitch, you ...... Who gave you the guts to spread rumors at school. ”

What greeted Song Yuxian was Song Linxian's heavy slaps.

Song Linxian was cold, and looked at Song Yuxian fiercely: "Put your mouth clean." ”

"You ......" Song Yuxian was angry and anxious, and she reached out to grab Song Linxian, with ten fingers on one hand, each of which was long and pointed, if she caught it, she would inevitably be disfigured.

Song Linxian raised his arm to hold Song Yuxian's hands, and raised his leg to kick Song Yuxian: "Song Yuxian, I don't want to worry about you, but I'm not afraid of you." ”

"You dare to hit me, you dare to hit me. Song Yuxian really couldn't accept it, she only felt that the place where she was kicked hurt was uncomfortable, she frowned, gritted her teeth and endured the pain, her face was extremely distorted, it was really ugly to death.

Coupled with the fact that she fell on the ground and was covered in dirt, she was even more embarrassed.

Song Yuxian didn't get up either, and sat on the ground and cried: "Song Linxian, I want to tell my mother, ask my mother to clean you up, you are a son of a bitch, you are not a thing, you not only spread rumors to me at school, but also beat me, how can there be a sister like you......"

The more Song Yuxian cried, the more aggrieved she became, and she began to insult Song Linxian like a country shrew scolding the street, and any kind of ugly words could pop out of her mouth.

Song Linxian frowned: "That's enough, if you want to tell your mother, go and sue, and let your mother listen to your foul words, and see what your mother means, whether she will punish you or me." ”

Song Yuxian cried and hiccuped, but she still obediently got up, and while covering her heart where Song Linxian kicked it, she moved back to the room step by step, never daring to tell Fang Fang again, nor daring to scold Song Linxian.

Song Linxian sneered, Song Yuxian is really not a serious thing, this is a cowardly bag who bullies the soft and is afraid of the hard.