Chu Lingshu pointed at himself, his face full of surprise: "Huh? I already have exercises? ”

"You still don't believe that you are stupid, you are so good, but you are blind and don't recognize it, and you still come to me, I really don't know how you did it so reasonably." The demon vendetta complained dissatisfied.

Chu Lingshu didn't understand it originally, but now he was even more confused: "What are you talking about?" ”

She can't understand anything because of Mao?

The demon wanted to beat her up and sober her up.

"The Chaos ability you obtained from the Forbidden Abyss Pavilion after so much effort, the most suitable technique for you, you forgot so quickly?"

Chu Lingshu: "......" didn't say that she really forgot about it.

She had put the book in the space before, but then she forgot about it, and now she was still lying in the space and had not moved.

Chu Lingshu stood up and quickly ran to the stone table, picked up the worn-out scroll, and quickly opened it to read the first page.

She had only read part of it before, about the body of chaos, but it was interrupted by Chu Jia'an's arrival, she originally thought that this book was just about the knowledge of the body of chaos, but she didn't expect it to be also a practice.

Chu Lingshu made up his mind that he must learn this Chaos Ability in a short period of time, and then he would not be hunted down so badly when he met others.

"Actually, you don't have to kill the rest of the killer yourself, you call ...... Belch...... Xiaoqing No. 1 and Xiaoqing No. 2 will go. The Demon Vendetta reminded her.

Chu Ling curled his lips: "No, I changed my mind, why should I let someone else practice with such a good sandbag." ”

Demon Vendetta: "......"

Chu Lingshu looked at the first page, mainly about the explanation of the chaos ability.

At this moment, a strange wind blew out of nowhere in the space, and the whole book was instantly turned to the last page.

She just wanted to turn it back, but was inexplicably attracted by the small words on it.

It is a line of beautiful handwriting, into the wood for three points, each corner is very detailed, it can be seen that the owner is very serious, stroke by stroke to write out the heartfelt words.

Tears can be dried in the end,

It is difficult to send words and no words.

Ask what is the situation in the world,

Straight Christians promise life and death.

The past is long gone,

It's like a dream.

But when I saw tear-stained red cheeks,

I don't know who I hate in my heart.

There were some marks on the paper that seemed to be wet by raindrops, but she could see that they were wet with tears, and even if they dried, they still couldn't be erased.

It's like a wound in the heart, once it is opened, it can never heal.

Chu Lingshu frowned, with some disdain and inexplicable ridicule in his heart.

Oh, such a love poem is written in this exercise, could it be that it was left by this master?

Another person trapped by love.

Love love is nothing to her, according to the words of her previous life, true love is never as important as power and money.

If you have time to fall in love, it is better to make yourself strong first.

She was patient, and gradually looked down, originally thinking that there was nothing, but found that there were a few lines of small words at the bottom.

Obviously, it was not written by the same person, and the handwriting was very beautiful, revealing a bit of fairy spirit, and the pen and ink were horizontal, like a shock.

Written in the corner, as if replying.

The night is long and the love is thin,

The early spring is dyed by acacia.

Ruthless is not as bitter as passionate,

An inch is still tens of millions of wisps.

In the reincarnation of the past and the next,

This hatred lasts forever.

The last stroke, with an incomparably heavy weight, seemed to pierce the paper.

Her heart felt as if she had suddenly been slashed, as if she had been pinched tightly by a big hand, and it was so painful that she could not breathe.