82 Xin Huaiyu: I'm such a waste?!
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"Oh, just now." Wen Fengxu lied without blushing and heartbeat, "I saw someone asking for food on the way, so I went to buy him two steamed buns." โ
"......" Yan Ming frowned, and stayed for a long time with his mouth half open, "Then he wants to eat the steamed buns from the Full Moon Building, and you ran back to Saitian Town to buy it?" โ
It's been two hours, can she be reliable when she lies? At least it's a bit of a level.
"No, I went back to Bright City to buy it." Wen Fengxu returned gently and smiled brightly.
Xin Huaiyu looked at the tattered clothes on her body, and she had to put on that light appearance, and suddenly understood the words "I can't bear to look at it directly".
"This blood, and this rags...... I think you're the one who went to ask for food. โ
The main reason is that Wen Fengxu's statement is too imaginative, which clearly treats people as fools, and even Xin Huaiyu doesn't believe it.
Wen Fengxu lowered his head and looked at the clothes on his body...... Oh, it was indeed a bit miserable to be struck by lightning, and there were even blood stains on the clothes, but it also looked ragged and a little embarrassed.
In fact, her injuries were already good when she was promoted to the Spirit Sect.
Yan Ming also sneered, "Yes, I didn't know how to look at the injuries on her body, and I thought I was grabbing a job with a beggar for a steamed bun!" โ
Warm Wind Floc: ...... You can't get past that, right?
Jing Zhihuai didn't speak until these two people finished asking, and she still looked at them with her sword in her arms, without saying a word.
Wen Fengxu suddenly covered his arm and called tentatively, "Oh, is my arm broken, take a look at Sister Huai......"
Jing Zhihuai glanced at her.
Then, he simply spoke, "The person who crossed the thunder tribulation in Tianguang Mountain, isn't it you?" โ
"Poofโโ! Xin Huaiyu didn't drink a sip of water into his stomach, and squirted out directly from his throat, "Sister, are you kidding, that's the Spirit Emperor, the Spirit Emperor!" โ
Just the small physique of Wen Fengfu...... It's not that she looks down on Wen Fengxu, the key is that the Spirit Emperor who is less than sixteen, how perverted is she?!
No way, no way!
Yan Ming didn't speak, Wen Fengxu still has a few catties and a few taels, he still has a number, from the Spirit King to the Spirit Emperor, although he is perverted, he is not unacceptable.
Right now, he was standing aside with his shoulders crossed, watching Wen Fengxu show her heart.
Wen Fengxu's eyes turned back and forth a few times, under Jing Zhihuai's gaze, in Yan Ming's lively eyes, and Xin Huaiyu's unbelieving questioning-
Silently, she nodded.
"Damn-" Xin Huaiyu was excited, and he couldn't hold back.
"Fifteen-year-old Spirit Emperor, congratulations, Wen Fengxu!" Yan Ming arched his hand at her, his eyes meaningful.
Fifteen-year-old Spirit Emperor......
Fifteen years old......
She's not over fifteen, so she can't be a lie.
"Each other, sixteen-year-old high-level spirit masters." Wen Fengxu sneered, directly exposing his true strength.
Yan Ming, this guy, not only has a good reputation in the academy, but also plays with a group of geniuses who claim to be masters.
She even guessed that even if there were people from the Yan family, few people might know his cultivation level.
This guy is very good at hiding.
"No, what the hell is going on?!"
Xin Huaiyu was simply devastated, she couldn't understand that everything she heard today was beyond her cognition.
Wen Fengxu crossed the catastrophe and became the Spirit Emperor, Jing Zhihuai was originally a martial king, and now even Yan Ming has jumped two levels to become a high-level spirit master??
"You are a spirit emperor, a martial king, and a spirit master...... I'm the only one who co-authored it, am I a real waste?! โ
Depend on!
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