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This bastard, she is as unceremonious as she was back then.

"Warm breeze." He called her suddenly.

Wen Fengxu raised his eyebrows, hugged his shoulders and looked at him, his eyes playfully, "Here you are." ”

"Do you know what you were the only thing that made me bow down back then?"

Wen Fengxu sneered, thinking that there was too much, "Strength? Brain? No matter how bad it is, it's my beauty? ”

"Cheeky."

He looked straight at her and said with an unchanged face.

"Oh, fairies do things, mere mortals really can't understand." Leng Xiu thought that she would go crazy, but he never thought that she could say that her face was not red and her heart was not beating.

"Fairy ......"

Oh, don't be a lady, but a fairy.

He murmured to himself, a smile unconsciously outlined on his lips, and he wanted to mock her, but when he looked up and saw her face, he couldn't say anything.

If nothing else, just looking at the face is indeed very deceptive.

The eyebrows are picturesque, and the frost and snow are deceiving.

The deal was reached, the two didn't talk much, and when they left, they caught Leng Che who was eavesdropping in the corner, and Leng Xiu led the people away silently, but the words that floated into the wind brought a hint of comfort.

"Fairy, you only have three days."

Wen Feng said, before returning to the dormitory, he used a transmission note to tell Huaixiang about this matter.

The union entrusted her to grasp the handle of the Temple of Light, and such a difficult task was entrusted to her, and the old man, as the president, naturally had to vomit some blood.

At that time, Leng Che was holding on to the person with an anxious face, "The Dingshen Bead has found its location and is about to arrive, your injury can't wait any longer, what kind of deal do you have with her?!" ”

Seeing that Leng Xiu didn't listen to him, Leng Che stepped forward and pulled down his book, "Second brother! It's not like you, after that it's the Ten Thousand Dharma Conference, and your body must recover as soon as possible! ”

The book in his hand was withdrawn, and Leng Xiu didn't have a too obvious expression, he still had a plain face, and when he spoke, he was full of coldness.

"Do you know me well? So tell me, how to be like me? ”

The cold meaning blurted out subconsciously reminded Leng Che of five years ago, when he was as indifferent as he is now.

"I'm sorry, second, second brother, you know I didn't mean that......" Referring to old things, he was a little anxious, and even stammered a little.

After a long time, Leng Che was defeated, and slowly exhaled a breath, "Second brother, I know you don't want to hear it, but I have to mention it...... Because of that riot, the masters of the clan were killed and injured, the eldest brother was also abolished, and our Leng family's vitality was greatly damaged, and it was even inferior to the Chu family for a time. ”

"This year's Wanfa Conference has determined the future resources, as well as the status of the Leng family, and there must be no more accidents...... Second brother, you are the only hope for the Leng family. ”

The Wanfa Conference is held once every three years, and the riot five years ago made the Leng family collapse, and at that time, the elders of the clan suffered countless casualties, and the juniors were still young, embarrassed by the big responsibility.

However, this is no longer the case.

This year is their chance to fight back.

Leng Che's raised eyes were rare and tenacious, but with unyielding stubbornness, "Chi will change, second brother, you know what the uncle expects from you, ...... after getting the Concentration Bead tonight"

"Leng Che."

Leng Xiu spoke, and his voice was cold and interrupted, "Get out." ”

The atmosphere was stagnant and tense, and Leng Che stood for a moment, and then returned to his dormitory.

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In the empty room, the breeze floats the curtains by the windows, bringing a melancholy sound.

Leng Xiu's fingers dropped lightly, and he touched the page that was blown open by the wind, the paper was smooth and soft, and it had been touched countless times.

He bowed his head, his eyes shining, and placed it somewhere on the page.

If it is complicated, it will be cultivated, and if it is widowed, it will be cultivated.

The end is to cultivate virtue, and chaos is to cultivate the mind.

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Named at birth,

Amendments.

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