Lingyun? Lu Fufeng's words were in his ears, Lu Fuyun's brows frowned slightly, but there was a rather sad thought in his heart - what the woman in front of him admired was only the three sides of his own extremely accurate estimate.

"You ......" Lu Fuyun didn't know what he wanted to ask, but just made a single tone. She can already know from the woman's words that the woman in front of her has all the memories of Fufeng, but she does not have the affection to help Feng.

"I know everyone's feelings." Lu Fufeng calmly met Lu Fuyun's gaze, gave up the etymology of King Sui's original body, and patiently explained, "Just like the main object of your feelings in your heart now is me, the specific model is: worry 41%, love 24%, entanglement 11%, relief 10%, chagrin 8%, regret 4%, pleasure 2% ......"

Lu Fuyun suppressed the panic in his heart that was aroused by Lu Fufeng, and raised his eyes to look at Lu Fufeng with a smile, "Are you saying that Jing likes you?" ”

"A constant state greater than 30% of the emotion is meaningful." Lu Fufeng calmly stopped the low-end lifeforms that hurriedly walked in front of him, "Buy groceries." ”

"Huh?" The young man who was stopped by Lu Fufeng was startled by Lu Fufeng's outstretched arm, "Buy ...... What to buy? ”

"Buy whatever you want." Lu Fufeng looked at the young man, and then at the back basket on his back - the analyzer prompted to get the lowest price ingredients from this young man.

"Buy whatever you want? Hehehe. As soon as Lu Fufeng's voice fell, the young man immediately smiled on his back, and then his whole face stiffened like a wall, "Who told you that Ben Shao is a vegetable seller?" ”

Catching a glimpse of the young man's vicious gaze, Lu Fuyun suddenly saw a little bit of the doorway, this young man seemed to be one of the top geniuses in the Poison Sect, "If there is a dish, take it quickly." There were still people waiting in the house. ”

"Waiting? Isn't it just a syncope, what's the big deal? Seeing that the two women in front of him were not shocked, not as jealous as the people in the sect treated him, the young man immediately took a step back with his hands around his hands, and put on an appearance that he did not know the height of the sky.

"Bring the cabbage." Seeing that the young man's figure moved, Lu Fufeng immediately followed the young man's steps, took a step forward, and met his eyes steadily, "I'll give you money." ”

"Give money?" The young man looked Lu Fufeng up and down for a moment, and snorted coldly, "Cabbage is very expensive." ”

His medicinal herbs have always been priceless.

"If you are not afraid, you will be able to do it if you have a price." Afraid that Fufeng would annoy the young man in front of him, Lu Fuyun instinctively blocked Lu Fufeng behind him and picked up the young man's words.

"Really?" Seeing that someone looked down on his medicine, the young man immediately glanced sideways at Lu Fuyun. After figuring out Lu Fuyun's identity, he sneered, "Your life is not enough." ”

"Then whose life do you want?" Raising his arm to block the young man's sudden stab at Fufeng's knife, Lu Fuyun blocked Lu Fufeng and took a few steps back.

When the boundary was wide, Lu Fuyun wanted to reach out to catch the boy again, but unexpectedly, the young man was one step ahead of her and tied her wrist with a rope.

"When encountering this sect, the Sword Saint is also useless." The young man turned his head and smiled at Lu Fufeng, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, this sect is a passerby, and he has no intention of making trouble, so he ......"

Before the boy could finish speaking, he realized that his throat had been choked.

"Antidote." Breaking the rope that the young man tied to Lu Fuyun's wrist, Lu Fufeng looked at the young man coldly.

The analyzer has already indicated that Cui Jing has been poisoned.

Seeing that his throat was choked, or by the woman in front of him who looked a little wooden, the young man was suddenly angry, he was covered in poison, and no one had ever been able to escape after touching him.

"Then hand over your life!"

"Useless. The main hall is not afraid of poison. Lu Fufeng watched the metal content on the analyzer continue to rise, and his eyebrows curled, "I've been hungry for so many days, and I finally met something delicious." ”

"Delicious?" The young man looked at Lu Fufeng in astonishment, and after his entire fingers blackened, he smiled and leaned his whole body towards his side, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Help you be a normal low-end lifeform." Lu Fufeng squinted his eyes and slowly absorbed a steady stream of energy from the young man. Well, the analyzer really cares more about the interests of AI, although her stomach is empty and she is a little uncomfortable with hunger, the analyzer still accurately grasps her main needs.

What does it mean to be a normal low-end life form The young man looked at Lu Fufeng's gradually darkening hand in horror and shouted, "Let go!" Loosen! Don't give me a detox! No! ”

"Uh, okay." Although he couldn't understand why the highly poisonous low-end lifeform in front of him was so resistant to treatment, Lu Fufeng adhered to the creed of not harming the low-end lifeform, and still threw him aside according to the young man's intentions, "Antidote." ”

"Whoa." Seeing that he was not Lu Fufeng's opponent, the young man immediately sat down on the ground, grinned and took out a gourd from his arms and threw it into Lu Fufeng's hand, "This is the cabbage you want." ”

"I want an antidote." Lu Fufeng shook the gourd, and the confusion slipped through his eyes again, could it be that the analyzer really found a cheap place to buy vegetables for her, and this gourd didn't seem to use silver taels.

"Isn't that the antidote" The young man's face was even more ugly, he was going to take this gourd to practice poison, but who expected that he met an expert halfway and was intercepted.

"Fufeng ......" Lu Fuyun saw that the young man's face was becoming more and more ruddy, and hurriedly pulled Lu Fufeng's hand, "Let's leave first." ”

"She, the antidote." Lu Fufeng looked at the young man, and then pointed at Lu Fuyun, with a seriousness in his eyes that could not be fooled at all.

"She still needs an antidote, so she is the heir of the Sword Saint, so she has to return to the sect......" The young man peeked at Lu Fuyun and pouted.

"Sword Saint" Lu Fufeng swiped the words "Yao Lingyun" in his mind, and "Lu Fuyun" appeared on the analyzer. But the woman beside her was neither Lu Fuyun nor Yao Lingyun.

After Lu Fufeng silently updated Cui Jing's identity information, he continued to say to the young man, "So what, antidote." ”

Cui Jing was there to shield her from knife wounds, and she didn't want to be missed by others, especially in this way.

The analyser's 'save someone's life, promise by example' is really a bit excessive.

"Why don't you save yourself?" Seeing that Lu Fuyun didn't speak, the young man immediately raised his eyes and glanced at Lu Fufeng, frowning, "Since you just want to help Ben Shao detoxify, you have the ability to detoxify, why don't you help ...... yourself?"

"Long-winded." Lu Fuyun's thoughts were pulled back by the young man's voice. She had been wondering why the woman in front of her was able to transfer the toxins from the young man's body to herself without being half uncomfortable. Even though the poison on her body didn't need to be bothered by others, she wondered why the woman didn't want to heal herself, but instead clinged to the medicine in the young man's hand......

"Jing's poisonous scenery will ......" Seeing the young man's unhappy appearance, Lu Fuyun reached out and grabbed Lu Fufeng's hand, wanting to take her away, but found that Lu Fufeng's body was motionless.

"Antidote." Standing in a fixed position, Lu Fufeng doesn't care about Lu Fuyun's attitude, he is responsible for things related to himself, which is the professionalism that an AI should have, and it is also the responsibility that a country's royal family should have.

"Then you've got to beat me!" The boy got up from the ground.

"How to win you? Sword competition? Poisoning? Lu Fufeng confronted the boy seriously.

"Hmm...... Than count! After thinking for a moment, the young man took out an abacus from his sleeve and raised it at Lu Fufeng.

Count? Lu Fufeng suddenly felt that the analyzer was really reliable, "Okay! ”

But as soon as she answered, she saw Lu Fuyun looking at her worriedly.

The Poison Sect is proficient in arithmetic, and it is also known to women and children in Chen State. And those who fight against him will die an extremely ugly death if they lose.

"Losing will cost you your life."

"If you win, give the antidote." Lu Fufeng is still very confident in the computing power of the system.

"You don't want an abacus?" After the young man sat down on the ground, he looked at Lu Fufeng again, and for the first time he saw someone who compared with him but dared not to use an abacus.

"No, I don't." Lu Fufeng gave Lu Fuyun a look, signaling her to feel at ease. Cui Jing is the fourth person in this world to worry about her. Oh, no, when she was a second girl, I was often worried about her.

A slight chuckle that was not noticeable floated between Lu Fufeng's lips.

"That's not fair."

"It's fine. Just when I'm older. Lu Fufeng said in her heart, she wouldn't use an abacus.

"Oh well! It's up to you to come up with the number of ten! The young man commanded Lu Fuyun angrily.

"Come out." Lu Fufeng glanced at Lu Fuyun along the young man's line of sight and bowed his head gently.

Lu Fuyun stared into Lu Fufeng's eyes and tightened his hand slightly in his sleeve, "Okay." ”

"Ninety-eight to win the number of one, divided into three and three, make up six and add three, and then go to nine, one to deduct the number of double nine, and then one, divided into two ......"

Lu Fufeng listened to Lu Fuyun's instructions and entered a series of commands into the analyzer.

【（98-1）÷3÷3－91-（9x9）1】÷2=？

"-34.11111111......" Lu Fufeng frowned, looking at the young man's constantly waving fingers, while slowly reporting the numbers on the system.

And as soon as Lu Fufeng finished reporting, Lu Fuyun couldn't help frowning, "Isn't it two?" ”

These ten numbers are idle questions that she found in the palace in her early years to pass the time.

"It's two!" Before Lu Fufeng could reply, the young man answered Lu Fuyun, raised his sleeve and wiped the sweat beads on his forehead.

"How?" Lu Fufeng looked at the two people who answered 'two' in disbelief, "It shouldn't be ninety-eight minus one, divided by three divided by three......"

"Ninety-eight?" When the young man heard this, a cold light flashed in his eyes. Then, without waiting for Lu Fufeng to say more, he began to dial the abacus again and calculate again.

Seeing the young man's 'crackling' flipping abacus, Lu Fufeng looked at Lu Fuyun in confusion. Lu Fuyun immediately explained, "Ninety-eight is eight out of nine......

"Isn't that supposed to be a negative number?" Lu Fufeng suddenly felt that he had broken away from the language system of King Sui, and the consequences were a little strict.

"What is a negative number?" Lu Fuyun said in a low voice.

"One shouldn't be more than eight out of nine," Lu Fufeng searched for the four simple operations in the information database.

"So ......"

"You've all miscalculated." Lu Fufeng made a final statement.