She seemed very excited, and the ghost general also imitated the essence of it, which made Shen Wuyou's mouth twitch:
"You don't know, Qingli and Long Aojun are arguing! This situation is comparable to a fight between two countries. Each side represents a country, and they are evenly matched. Neither side is willing to give in. It's very interesting!"
The ghost general said that she had a smiling tone, and it seemed that she was trying very hard to hold back her laughter. She was obviously very happy in her heart, but she had to keep a solemn and serious expression on her face.
Shen Wuyou, imagine that scene...
Well...
[Can Qingli still quarrel with others? ]
"Although it was Long Aojun who was mostly arguing, she was just listening silently..." Bai Yumo touched her nose, coughed, and then continued, "But this didn't stop the process from being intense!"
As she admired Long Aojun's movements and expressions, she couldn't help but secretly admire him, "You're amazing! Even someone as thick-skinned as Long Aojun can be taught a lesson. Look at the details he's grasped, that look, that fist, those veins, that intense endurance and the miserable anger after being betrayed... Tsk tsk, this has to be a Golden Horse Award winner, right?"
"You can underestimate Long Aojun. I only told him to assume this was all true and to exaggerate a bit and let his imagination run wild. Those details are all his own; I didn't teach him anything."
Shen Wuyou muttered silently in his heart: He won't learn it even if I teach him.
"Never mind, it's fine as long as I know how to do it now." Bai Yumo watched with great interest, almost wanting to sit on a small stool and eat melon seeds.
[By the way, let me ask you something. How do I suppress my level and prevent myself from advancing even when I'm absorbing a lot of spiritual energy?]
She almost forgot her business.
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