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Race: Terran

Name: Ling Miaoqiu

Age: Sixteen years old

Cultivation: Acquired fourfold

Qualification: Liupin Lingwen (good talent)

Origin: The only daughter of the lord of Shangfu City, one of the core disciples of Tianshui Sect. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Deeds:...... At the age of twelve, he was found to be talented in the six-grade spirit pattern, and was valued by the Tianshui Sect;

At the age of thirteen, he went to Tianshui Sect with the elders of Tianshui Sect to practice, and before he went, under the auspices of the elders of Tianshui Sect, he divorced Wu Cheng, the third young master of the Wu family;

At the age of fifteen, when he was nine years old, he crossed the great realm and defeated the inner disciples of the sect, and the name of Tianjiao began to rise;

At the age of sixteen, he was defeated by the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow was defeated, and now the day after tomorrow is the core disciple of the Tianshui Sect, and the name of Tianjiao has risen completely.

Attitude: It's vague, a little curious about you, and has a strong sense of solicitation.

Hobbies: Eating, raising fish

Personality: Naughty

Comments: This is a nice little girl, innocent and naughty, but also ruthless.

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Song Dian stared at the prompt in the void for a while, and his expression slowly became strange. was originally nervous to death, but after reading Ling Miaoqiu's preferences and personality, the nervousness had long since disappeared.

Like to eat? Isn't that just a foodie? In the impression of Song Dian's awakening memory, foodies are generally not bad-hearted.

However, his stunned appearance at this time fell in the eyes of outsiders, that is, he saw Ling Miaoqiu in a daze, and his eyes were straight.

Ling Miaoqiu, who is dressed in a light blue skirt, looks wonderful and moving, and she does have the capital to make people in a daze, but what Ling Miaoqiu hates the most is that someone looks at her and shows her in a daze, for this reason, in Tianshui Sect, I don't know how many people have been beaten for months and can't get out of bed, which is outrageous.

"Is it pretty?"

The cold and murderous voice instantly brought Song Dian back to his senses, and his scalp was slightly numb, but he still replied honestly and seriously: "It's good-looking, it's very good-looking, it's unprecedentedly good-looking." ”

Before the words fell, the murderous aura soared, and the fierce momentum made Song Dian a little unstable on his feet, looking at Ling Miaoqiu's murderous face, Song Dian immediately said seriously and loudly: "Good looking is good looking, even if you kill me, you can't change the fact that you are good-looking." ”

The murderous aura suddenly couldn't hold back, and it dissipated in an instant, Ling Miaoqiu changed her face and grinned, and walked gently to Song Dian, her bright pretty face was less than a foot close to Song Dian's face, and she said crisply: "For your sake, Miss Ben will let you take a good look." ”

Song Dian now understood what it meant to be naughty, so a naughty girl's words couldn't be believed, he immediately lowered his head shyly, and whispered: "You're so close, I'm shy." ”

Pretending to be naturally pretending, but I have to say that this pretty face that is close at hand makes Song Dian really blush and heartbeat, whether it is before or after waking up, he has never seen such a good-looking girl.

Song Dian was thin and weak, almost fifteen years old, but he looked like a twelve or thirteen-year-old child, and he lowered his head a little shyly at this time, and he really looked like a shy little boy.

If it weren't for the corner of her eye, the body that was not yet cold reminded her, Ling Miaoqiu would have really believed it. But no matter how true it is, no matter how fake it is, she has absolute confidence in her own strength and means.

The bright smile on her face remained unchanged, and Ling Miaoqiu suddenly said, "Then you will follow me in the future, okay?"

Song Dian lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking at the moment, and when he heard Ling Miaoqiu speak, he nodded habitually in line with the principle of treating people honestly. However, when he came back to his senses and heard her words clearly, he immediately raised his head angrily, but the bright eyes that gradually became sharp on him couldn't say anything if he refused.

In the end, Ling Miaoqiu walked away with a satisfied and proud face, taking cheerful steps, seemingly unhappy, but in a few flashes it had disappeared at the end of the uninhabited alley.

Song Dian had a bitter look on his face, looking at the alley where Ling Miaoqiu had left and wanted to cry without tears, this, this is really a naughty little girl!

He regretted it very much at the moment, he shouldn't have thought about it, he blamed the memory after waking up, and under its influence, he shamefully started the idea of this little girl at that time, it was really an otaku sling that killed people.

As soon as he thought of getting Wang Tai, he couldn't be free yet, his heart throbbed, fortunately, it was three months later, otherwise he really couldn't think about it.

But is it really a bad thing to follow Ling Miaoqiu? Not necessarily. Thinking back to the news he had heard recently, Song Dian's eyes lit up.

After a while, after sorting out his thoughts, Song Dian glanced at Li Dao's already cold body indifferently, and quickly left the uninhabited alley, as for this, there are personnel from the Shangfu City Lord's Mansion to deal with it.

When no one complains, those people will not find out who the murderer is, because there are several such dead people in Shangfu City every day, which is too normal.

The only thing Song Dian needed to explain was actually Wang Tai, which he thought about when he was about to kill Li Dao.

Around the time of a pillar of incense, Song Dian arrived at his original destination, a forage market, a place where all kinds of forage were bought and sold. If there was any place to buy grass, he thought it would be the only place.

Sure enough, he soon found the place where the grass was sold, and it was a large straw hut full of straw, neatly stacked there, bundles and bundles waiting to be sold.

When Song Dian came to the grass shed, there happened to be several people buying green grass, listening to their conversation, they bought to make beds or stuff pillows. There was only one person, wearing a domestic servant's outfit, and he wanted to buy a lot, and at a glance, he knew that he was buying it to make firewood.

Because the grass is very easy to burn, and there is a faint fragrance when burned, not like wood and the like, it is quite popular with wealthy families, especially monk families.

This is also where the largest market for green grass is, Song Dian didn't know this before, if he knew this back then, he could collect green grass to make money, maybe life would be better. Thinking back to the past, Song Dian couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

When he bought it, he only bought one bundle, and this bundle was quite a lot, about 100 catties, enough for him to use for a while. In fact, he wanted to buy more, but the current situation made it impossible for him to do so.

As for this bundle, he has to handle it carefully, so that no one can be suspicious. However, thinking of people's deep-rooted cognition of the grass withered grass, Song Dian was not too worried about accidents.

Then he went to the street next to the forage market and bought a few clay pots, which were larger and more suitable for simple transformation into high-pressure vessels, and he was ready to go back, calculating that he had been out for three or four hours, and could not stay any longer.

Carrying hundreds of catties of green withered grass on his back and a few large clay pots in his hands, Song Dian still ran quickly and easily, and returned to the remote alchemy institute of Wangtai in the south of the city.

After entering the alchemy courtyard, he went back to his hut and put his things away, and Song Dian was ready