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did not answer Zhong Qi's question, and when he left, Leng Xiu only said two words.

Gossip.

……

Coming out of the teahouse, Leng Xiu was about to return to the academy when a hawker suddenly entangled.

"Childe, seeing that you are handsome and powerful, but there is a big catastrophe in marriage, it is better to buy a lucky bracelet, this bracelet has the blessing of spiritual power, which can help you achieve success in cultivation, meet true love, and ensure that you have a smooth sail from now on......"

"No, you don't."

Leng Xiu didn't look at it, he didn't even raise his eyelids, he waved his hand directly, raised his feet and prepared to leave.

The peddler opened his mouth behind him, and his mouth was dry, only to be dismissed by the other party with two words.

The street market is bustling, and the street is full of people, and soon the noble back is swallowed up, and the hawker looks up to the sky and sighs, and directly squats down in place, and can't help but sigh: It's really difficult to sell things.

"Your bracelet is wholesale?"

“……？！”

A familiar voice suddenly sounded above his head, and he fixed his eyes to see that it was the one he had just gone and returned! Cold Repair Rules!

"Ah...... Yes, no, no, no, ours is genuine! This bracelet is very precious, and it is unique in this world......"

"That's enough, I want it."

Leng Xiu frowned, threw a spirit bead to him, and casually took the ordinary silver bracelet from the vendor's hand.

The reason why he went back was because he suddenly remembered that Wen Fengxu seemed to be wearing such a silver ring on his hand......

Lucky bracelet, successful cultivation, meet true love, smooth sailing.

Is she still superstitious about this?

Immature.

After watching it for a long time, there was nothing special, he looked disgusted, and threw the bracelet into the space ring after changing his hand.

Put it away first, maybe one day you can laugh at her.

……

The peddler seemed to be dumbfounded, and still stood in place.

A calloused powerful palm suddenly put on his shoulder, and he looked at the spirit bead in his hand incredulously, and his eyes were so bright that he took it out.

"Don ...... Elder Tang, I've sold it! ”

This person was not someone else, it was Elder Tang who was still in Shaohua City in the morning, worried about the tricky task he had received.

“…… That's what sold to him? ”

That's how the task is accomplished, then wouldn't the chairman go back to promote his position, then wouldn't he be able to step on the heads of those old men and?

He raised the spirit bead and looked left and right, and then looked at the vendor with a mysterious expression...... Oh, what a peddler, this is his good boy.

Tang Rong instantly put on a smiling face, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder solemnly, "It is worthy of being a good apprentice carefully selected by me, Elder Ben thinks you are very talented, go, go back to cultivate you for the teacher......"

"Yes, Master! The spirit bead ......"

"Oh, it's your apprenticeship."

……

Towards the end of the evening, the matter fermented for only one day, and the entire academy knew about Bai Rui's brave deeds.

"It's her, I don't know what disgraceful means I used to win the competition, and I ruined people's faces, and now she is still eating here like no one."

"Oh, it's that little green tea at the Wanfa Conference?"

"Don't say that, maybe she won with real skills?"

"What do you know, it's clear that she didn't destroy herself by harming others at the time, and now she wants to ruin other people's faces."

"Oh, isn't that Xin Huaiyu protected by a warm wind......

"I see you don't understand again, people are strong, so they don't bother to take care of this kind of waste, that is, Wen Fengxu has a good temper, so I have to tear her face apart!"

"Eh......"

"Oh, why are you dragging me?!" The female voice who was being pulled out impatiently pulled out her arm, and then glanced at the small green tea not far ahead.

"I'm trying to ask, look, is that what you just said...... Overmatch? ”

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