After eating, Qianqiao said goodnight to Nangong Wenqing, and then went back to the room to meditate and practice.

Time waits for no one, now it's late September, and there is still a month to go, Qianqiao secretly cheered herself up and entered the cultivation.

A week has passed in a flash, and the Xianshui Pavilion in October still maintains the appearance of midsummer.

This week, Qianqiao finally realized what devil training is, and she didn't expect the third uncle to be so strict, and her movements were not good by one centimeter.

In his words, "The difference is a thousand miles." ”

However, under such strict teaching, Qianqiao's Jin Ling technique has improved by leaps and bounds.

Although it can't crush the entire rockery like Nangong Wenqing, it can also be broken into gravel, but Qianqiao doesn't dare to slack off, if she can't smash the rockery, there is no point, she is here to learn skills, not to play.

Even Uncle Qi was surprised by Qianqiao's hard work, and he was more and more satisfied with her, as can be seen from Uncle Qi's changing tricks to make food for Qianqiao every day, and now Nangong Wenqing even has an illusion that he has fallen out of favor.

Looking at the more and more monotonous dishes in front of him, on the other hand, looking at the exquisite snacks on Qianqiao's side, even if he is not a person with a heavy appetite, even eating spiritual food is just a habit, and he is as cold as him, and he wants to taste it.

Today is the day to go to the library pavilion, and Qianqiao is packed up early in the morning and ready to go.

"Let's go. ”

Nangong Wenqing habitually took Qian Qiao's hand, and teleported to the door of the library pavilion, but he didn't expect to see an unexpected person here.

"Third uncle, Qianqiao, how are you..."

The visitor looked at the two people in front of him in surprise, and he never imagined that these two people would appear in the same picture.

"Nangong Yunchuan? The foundation has been laid?!"

Qian Qian was also a little surprised, and she was obviously different from Nangong Yunchuan's surprise.

In the original text, Nangong Yunchuan only built the foundation after he arrived at the Academy of Magic? This plot is not right! Is it because of his own changes, the butterfly effect? Qianqiao is feeling very bad now.

"I also want to thank you for building the foundation this time, but I went to look for you after I got out, but I found that you were not in the lecture hall, and my cousin said that you were undergoing special training before the game, could it be that the third uncle was teaching you?"

Nangong Yunchuan felt that he had only been in retreat for a few days, how could the whole world have changed.

First Qianqiao washed away the stigma, and then the miscellaneous elders were replaced, and then the father and second uncle, and even the cousin and aunt who had always been strict all admired Qianqiao, and this time I even saw the third uncle send Qianqiao to the library pavilion, and it seems that he also taught Qianqiao spells in person.

Nangong Yunchuan said that he was out of touch with the world, although he succeeded in building the foundation, he missed so many big things, and even this time he couldn't participate in the Rongjing Small Secret Realm, I have to say that this is a regret for him.

"Well, yes, now the third uncle will teach me, by the way, you have now built the foundation, so can't you participate in the secret realm?"

Qian Qiao suddenly thought of a serious question, if the original male protagonist does not participate in the Rongjing Small Secret Realm, then what should I do with the Snow Cloud Pill?

"yes, that's my biggest regret. ”

Nangong Yunchuan sighed, he was still thinking about this just now, but he didn't expect Qian Qiao to mention it, and he was in a very low mood for a while.

"It's okay, wait until I bring you a gift!"

Qian Qian looked at Nangong Yunchuan, who sighed, and sighed with some emotion, it seems that the "Snow Cloud Pill Mission" that promotes the plot this time is about to fall on his head.

Harm, where can I find a caring plot assistant like me~