Chapter 45
There are only nine days left until the East Continent Competition of the Five Continents Competition. The Lanyang Palace, which is hosting the competition, is extremely busy. The Mingshi Hall is bustling with people coming and going day and night.
Gu Yuqing came out of the Beast Servant Hall tiredly, turned his head and glared angrily at the hall behind him.
During this period, the manager of the Beast Servant Hall, on the grounds of "not losing face for Lanyang Palace", ordered the disciples of the Beast Servant Hall to clean all the animal sheds inside and outside the inner and outer gates from top to bottom, inside and out, without allowing any dust to be found. Even the animals had to be kept clean, with their fur scrubbed, their hooves sharpened, and the traction equipment washed spotlessly.
This wasn't like serving a spirit animal; it was like serving an ancestor! Furthermore, Gu Yuqing felt like the steward was deliberately making things difficult for Siyi just to please her. Every day, he sent her to work with the smelliest and most difficult spirit animals, making her stink every day!
Gu Yuqing felt aggrieved and uncomfortable, with a trace of indelible anger hidden in her heart. She covered her face and walked towards the resting place of the palace servants, fearing that she would run into familiar disciples and be ridiculed. Every time at this time, it was the time when she hated the most. She hated the spirit animals, hated the manager of the Beast Servant Hall, hated Siyi who assigned her here, and even hated Yan Qingluan who abandoned her and drove her out.
However, he showed no remorse for his actions in the secret realm of Chongshan.
She cursed in her heart all the way, and when she was near the palace maid's room, she suddenly heard a noisy sound. She was startled, thinking that another disciple from the peak had deliberately come to embarrass her, so she quickly stopped and hid behind a tree, quietly looking out.
Two palace maids, dressed in the same grey as her, walked by the tree, chatting and laughing. One of them covered her lips and said, "His reputation is well-deserved. I used to sweep Yiyang Peak, and this is the first time I've seen him."
Another palace servant said with a smile, "I don't know why he came here, but he is indeed as I heard, gentle and refined, as kind as jade. I wonder when we can be transferred from the Beast Servant Palace and selected to become disciples in the peak, so that we can be closer to these outstanding people."
"Who says it's not true? But you still have to be careful. Don't let your position as a personal disciple go unpunished and be punished to work with us."
"Hahaha……"
The voice faded away. Gu Yuqing, who was behind the tree, had a dark face. He stared at the backs of the two disciples with hatred, memorized their features, and made a note of them in his mind to settle accounts with them in the future!
However, "I just heard them say he is well-mannered and gentle like jade..." Gu Yuqing's face lit up with joy as he recited these two words. He didn't bother to cover his face and ran all the way from behind the tree. After turning the corner, he saw a young man in white standing not far away. He had a handsome face and a dignified appearance.
His appearance is not the best that Gu Yuqing has ever seen, but his every move is the best that Gu Yuqing has ever seen.
The most elegant and appropriate character does not look like a swordsman, but more like a scholar.
Gu Yuqing's eyes suddenly lit up, and he ran over and shouted, "Senior Brother Wen!"
The man in white standing under the tree looked over, first showing a little surprise, then a gentle smile. Seeing his surprised expression, Gu Yuqing felt as if she was burned by fire. Remembering her current identity, she suddenly stopped and looked down at the gray clothes on her body.
"..." The grievance and hatred in Gu Yuqing's heart came back, and his eyes suddenly turned red.
Wen Chunsheng walked over and called out "Junior Sister Gu." He took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, handed it to Gu Yuqing, and said, "Why are you crying when you see me?"
Gu Yuqing felt humiliated. Hatred for Siyi and resentment towards Yan Qingluan crowded in her heart, surging over her like waves. Rage welled up in her heart, and she suddenly reached out and slapped Wen Chunsheng's hand, knocking the handkerchief away. She cried, "None of your business!"
“Pah.”
The white handkerchief fell to the ground.
The snow fell for a long time last night. After being cleared, it piled up on both sides of the road, stained with the color of the soil, with some black and some white, and was dirty and could be trampled on by people.
Wen Chunsheng sighed, bent down and picked up the handkerchief. He patted the dust off the handkerchief and whispered, "Sorry, Junior Sister Gu, I'm late." These words made Gu Yuqing throw herself into Wen Chunsheng's arms and burst into tears.
Wen Chunsheng paused, looking down at the dusty Gu Yuqing, patted her shoulder, smiled and pushed her away, and continued gently, "You've always been so strong-willed and never wanted anyone to see you looking so aggrieved. Come with me, let's go to a deserted place, and you can tell me in detail what happened after my retreat."
Gu Yuqing felt that Wen Chunsheng was appropriate, so she followed him to a remote place with tears in her eyes. Wen Chunsheng raised his hand to set up a barrier.
He asked, "Did you make Master Yan Feng angry?"
Gu Yuqing stamped his foot in anger when he heard him ask this, sneering, "Back in the Chongshan Secret Realm, I just raised a few doubts about the Palace Master's whereabouts, and Siyi stabbed me in the back. She punished me for disrespecting the Palace Master. Brother, you don't know what kind of life I've been leading these past six months! I've been sweeping the cowshed and the birdhouse all day, feeding those beasts..."
She suddenly pursed her lips, looked at the surprised expression on Wen Chunsheng's face, and angrily swung her sleeves, complaining: "These are all extremely dirty things. Telling them out loud pollutes my ears!"
Wen Chunsheng frowned and asked in confusion, "Master Yan Feng has always loved you, how could he watch you fall into such a state?"
"Oh, they say everyone flees when disaster strikes. As for loving someone or not, I think she's just saying it, just to protect herself!"
Gu Yuqing gritted his teeth and told Yan
Qingluan told Wen Chunsheng what she had said. Her eyes were filled with resentment. She plucked a leaf and tore it in her hands, saying coldly, "I've heard and remembered everything she said to me about the other peak masters. Since she feels it's unfair, and Renyang Peak is thriving and the leader of the five peaks, I've made plans for her. I'm thinking of letting her lead us out to establish our own sect. Isn't that like the sea is wide for fish to leap, and the sky is high for birds to fly?"
"Since she was determined to stay here and be dominated by a yellow-haired girl, why did she tell me so many bad things about other people? Was it wrong for me to think for her?"
Because of Siyi's instigation, he even threw her down there to do these things that only low-class people do!
"Senior Brother, look!" Gu Yuqing raised her hands, only to see that both of her wrists were clasped with soul-locking rings, which suppressed her cultivation level at the Qi Refining Stage. She was unable to wield a sword and could only walk on her own two legs every day. She was also laughed at by other disciples but could not resist.
Wen Chunsheng looked at the shackles on her wrists and sighed. Without responding to Gu Yuqing's words, he asked, "Elder Si, how long will your punishment last?"
Gu Yuqing said darkly, "Three years, and I'll have to clean up the mess for those beasts for another two and a half years!"
Wen Chunsheng shook his head and said to Gu Yuqing, "I also heard your conversation with Elder Si that day. It was indeed a bit inappropriate."
Gu Yuqing's face stiffened a little when she heard him say that he wasn't. Then she heard Wen Chunsheng say, "Since Master Yan Feng accepted you as his disciple, you've never suffered any hardship. You've been raised in luxury, which is why you've developed a straightforward personality. It's just that you just speak your mind without thinking."
Her complexion brightened, and she glared at Wen Chunsheng coquettishly, whispering, "Even you won't help me."
Wen Chunsheng chuckled, patted her head, and said, "If I didn't help you, I wouldn't have come straight to you after coming out of seclusion. Did you know that the Five Continents Competition is about to begin?"
She knows it so well!
Gu Yuqing became even angrier when she thought of the Five Continents Competition. Just because of this crappy competition, she had to brush the fur of those beasts every day, and in the end, the fur of the beasts was cleaner than her face. How could this be justified!
Seeing that she was just angry, Wen Chunsheng frowned and couldn't help but say, "Yuqing, don't worry about the spirit beast anymore. The Five Continents Competition is coming soon, and they are selecting disciples to practice in the Wendao Academy. The Wendao Academy is a place that cultivators all over the world yearn for. There are powerful cultivators preaching there, and there are countless inheritances left by their predecessors. If you can enter the Wendao Academy, it can be said that you have already taken half a step into the immortal gate."
"You have such outstanding talent, but at the age of twenty-six you're already in the middle stage of foundation building. Looking at Dongzhou, how many people can have such talent as you? If you don't ask Master Yan Feng to let you participate in the competition, are you going to waste three years in this place?"
Wenchun
He raised his eyes and looked around.
Lanyang Palace nestles against a mountainside, lush with trees and lush grass. Yesterday's bizarre snow blanketed the verdant landscape, bringing a new dimension of interest to life. Wen Chunsheng paused, observing the snowy scene. He lowered his head and spoke to Gu Yuqing, who was staring at him intently. "The world of cultivation is one of survival of the fittest. Even in this small Lanyang Palace, people strive to rise higher, striving for better resources and a higher position. Palace servants are the lowest-ranking disciples in Lanyang Palace, receiving the least. How could you willingly waste three years here? A Foundation Establishment cultivator only has a lifespan of two hundred years."
He sighed heavily, regretting the time Gu Yuqing had lost, and whispered, "I'm thirty-six years old, in the late stage of foundation building. I think I have good talent and want to stand out in the competition and go to the Wendao Academy to reach a higher level. Yuqing, I hope to meet you at the Wendao Academy."
After Wen Chunsheng finished speaking, he grabbed Gu Yuqing's hand and put the handkerchief he had been holding in her hand into her palm.
"Think about it carefully."
Wen Chunsheng turned and left, his back disappearing into the lush greenery. Gu Yuqing stared at the handkerchief, her eyes widening. She clenched the handkerchief tightly, turned abruptly, and ran towards Renyang Peak.
Siyi sent away the third wave of disciples who came to ask her about Luoxue, left Mingshi Hall, and walked down the mountain path.
The bamboo forests of Mingshi Peak rustled in the wind, rustling as the snow fell. The air, thick with the fragrance of bamboo leaves, was tinged with the coolness of snow. Weary birds flew overhead, chirping.
Siyi chuckled and turned away. Last night, as the snow fell, she had sent a message to Feng Jue, only to receive two lazy "nothings." Siyi didn't ask any more questions, intending to go see how her disciple's training was going today, and whether she needed her master's guidance.
But when she walked a distance, she saw many disciples smiling and bowing to a man in white. Siyi stopped and remembered this man.
Wen Chunsheng hadn't expected to run into Siyi on the mountain road. He quickly bowed and said, "Greetings, Elder Si."
"I remember you. We met in front of Chongshan Immortal Palace. You are a disciple of Deyang Peak." Siyi said softly, "Deyang Peak has a peak master and two elders. Who is your master?"
Wen Chunsheng lowered his head and said humbly, "I'm lucky that Elder Zhao took a liking to me and accepted me as his disciple."
Siyi had just recently read the roster of participants in the Five Continents Competition from various peak newspapers, so she asked tentatively, "Are you Wen Chunsheng?"
Wen Chunsheng quickly said, "It is my disciple."
Siyi nodded, looking at the polite Wen Chunsheng with a hint of doubt in her eyes. She smiled and said, "Few people in the palace wear white clothes. Your outfit complements the snowy scene yesterday."
The three masters of Lanyang Palace are of the same lineage
Siyi has a special liking for red. The disciple uniforms of Lanyang Palace are also red. The disciples who enter Lanyang Palace have been subtly influenced to like red and usually wear disciple uniforms. Therefore, Wen Chunsheng, who was dressed in white, was noticed by Siyi.
Wen Chunsheng said embarrassedly, "My disciple's clothes were worn out when I was in the Chongshan Secret Realm. I have been in seclusion since I came back, and I am preparing to go to the Zhinu Workshop in the city to buy new clothes."
"I see." Siyi said with a smile, "I won't bother you anymore. Go ahead and I'll see you again during the competition."
"Yes, thank you, Elder Si." Wen Chunsheng bowed to Siyi. He stood up, thought for a moment, and then asked with a smile, "Excuse me, Elder Si, but I have a question for you. After I came out of retreat today, I found that my fellow disciples were all talking about the heavy snow last night. Now that we know it's summer, I wonder where all this snow came from?"
Siyi smiled gently and said, "It's just something the Palace Master added to the fun of the Dongzhou Competition."
Wen Chunsheng suddenly realized, bowed again, and hurried down the mountain.
Siyi watched him leave. Seeing that it was getting dark, she gave up her stroll and took out a flying magic weapon, flying directly to the side peak of Qihuang Peak. This side peak had previously been inhabited by only her, but now there was another person. Siyi landed outside the martial arts arena and saw Xue Mengtao, dressed in a pink shirt, still practicing swordplay, her clothes damp with sweat, yet she hadn't stopped.
"Meng Tao." Siyi called softly.
Xue Mengtao was startled, realizing it was already dark. She quickly put away her sword, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and walked over. Standing two steps away from Siyi, she saluted and said, "Master, you're back."
Siyi waved to her, asked her to come closer, and said with a smile: "I used to sweat all over when I practiced martial arts. What's the harm? Come here." Xue Mengtao lowered her hands embarrassedly and walked over slowly.
The two walked back side by side. Siyi picked up interesting stories to tell Xue Mengtao. The topic naturally lingered on the first round of the competition. Siyi mentioned Wen Chunsheng and said, "This disciple has good talent and a steady personality. He seems to be a thoughtful person. I think he can stand out in the first round of the competition."
Xue Mengtao pursed her lips and looked at Siyi uneasily. Siyi tilted her head to look at her and smiled, "You are too cautious. It's also true that you have only been in the palace for a year and rarely interact with other disciples. You haven't yet learned the essence of our Lanyang Palace disciples."
"Come to think of it, I haven't seen that essence in Wen Chunsheng. Could it be that he grew up in the palace and has cultivated to the same level as me?" Siyi said to herself.
Essence? Master's realm?
Xue Mengtao didn't understand what he meant and planned to ask the palace friends she met in the secret realm another day.
The night enveloped the earth, and the lights in Lanyang City were bright.
Wen Chunsheng gathered his clothes and walked out of the Weaving Girl's Workshop, the smiling faces of the female cultivators behind him. He turned and saluted the female cultivators, saying, "I'll come back in two days to get it. Please excuse me, Junior Sister."
The female cultivator returned the gift and said with a smile, "Brother, you are too polite. I sell to you and you buy. It's no need to bother you. I'm just giving you a small profit out of friendship."
Wen Chunsheng smiled, straightened up, and when he turned around, he saw two figures, one in blue and one in red, walking hand in hand, passing by him as if no one was around.
At the moment they passed each other, the woman in red who was closer to him suddenly stopped and turned to look at him. The light veil hanging from her veil blocked her face but could not block his sharp gaze.
Wen Chunsheng's heart skipped a beat for some reason, and he bowed. When he stood up, the two women had already walked in, paying no attention to him.
"strangeness."
Wen Chunsheng stared at the Weaver Girl's Workshop for a long time and left hesitantly.
The one in blue and the other in red were naturally the two 03 Feng Jue who came down from Qihuang Peak.
Feng Jue believed that if 03 wanted to learn how to behave, he had to go to a place where there were many people. Where were there many people? Naturally, it was Lanyang City!
After the news of the Five Continents Competition spread, monks from Dongzhou set out to rush to Lanyang City. With nine days left before the first round of the competition, the city was already overcrowded, guest rooms were hard to come by, and the homes of ordinary people in the outer city were also filled with monks.
Those who count spirit stones in the city and those who count silver count silver. Everyone has a bright future.
As soon as Feng Jue entered the room, he asked, "Who was that person just now?"
The welcoming female cultivator smiled politely. Just as she opened her mouth, a token flew towards her. The female cultivator took the token, her expression changed, and she bowed her head respectfully, saying, "This is Wen Chunsheng, a disciple of Deyang Peak."
It turned out that he was a disciple of the sect.
Feng Jue frowned under his veil and was about to speak when a head suddenly came over and the two veils collided.
A small bell rang in the air, clear and pleasant.
03: "Ouch!"
He quickly held on to his hat.
"How stupid." Feng Jue said with disdain, and walked upstairs. 03 followed behind, covering his hat, and explained, "I didn't mean to bump into you, it's just that this hat is a little big. I've never worn a hat this big before."
I only wore a small tour guide hat.
I wear it when I play ball.
Feng Jue entered the private room, took off his veil and threw it aside, then walked to the table and sat down. 03 followed suit, took off his hat, placed it in the hands of the female cultivator, and said politely, "Thank you."
The female cultivator was first stunned by 03's face, her eyes widened, and she subconsciously
With a bright smile, he said gently, "This is our job."
If it is within his responsibility, 03 will take off the sword on his back and put it in the hands of the female cultivator.
"Thanks."
The female cultivator smiled even more brightly, and a strange sound came from her throat.
Feng Jue watched coldly and sneered. News of the Palace Master's arrival spread quickly throughout Zhinu Workshop. The steward quickly sent for fresh spiritual fruits and snacks, ordered the restaurant's finest dishes, and served them on the table with fine tea.
03 Sit up straight and say thank you every time the serving nun puts down a dish.
Feng Jue: "Shut up, you're so noisy."
03 looked at Feng Jue. Because she couldn't use bubbles, she frowned and tried hard to express her emotions. Feng Jue saw this and smiled deliberately, saying, "I don't understand."
Alas, it is so difficult to be a human being.
03 lowered his eyelashes, raised his hands slightly from his legs, and in a corner where no one else could see, stretched out his thumb and index finger to form a circle. A transparent panel floated within the circle.
[dejected]
Feng Jue curled his lips, took the hot tea handed to him by the steward, and said slowly: "Keep working hard."
The steward perked up and said respectfully, "Yes!"
Tsk.
Feng Jue frowned and waved her hand to let everyone waiting go out, leaving only the steward. After the room was quiet, she said to the steward, "Make clothes for her."
The steward's gaze followed Feng Jue's finger and landed on the silver-haired woman. Everyone in Lanyang Palace knew the Palace Master was incredibly beautiful, but he hadn't expected to see another stunning figure today, one who was completely different from the Palace Master. He couldn't help but feel overwhelmed.
The amazement in her eyes had not yet faded when she heard Feng Jue say, "Follow the specifications for making clothes for me."
The steward's eyes moved, surprise turned into respect, and he lowered his head and said, "Yes."
This girl must be of extraordinary status to be brought here by the Palace Master to make clothes!
Feng Jue instructed, "Make the robes as well."
Steward: “Yes!”
"And jewelry."
"yes."
"Hair crown, shoes and socks." Feng Jue drank his tea and said slowly, "Oh, and underwear."
The manager understood that everything had to be fully equipped inside and out.
"All materials must be the best." Feng Jue said, and 03, who had been sitting obediently, suddenly said, "Yes, I have money."
She lowered her head.
The steward also lowered his head, and the two of them looked at Feng Jue's hand on the table - the ring on his ring finger.
The guest's money is in the palace master's storage ring
Is it true, or is there another meaning? The manager was puzzled.
Feng Jue: "...Gudong."
She swallowed the tea, put the teacup on the table, and said lazily: "Yes, it's time to give you the ring." After that, Feng Jue took off the ring and threw it to 03.
03 Opening his palm, he took the ring, and held it between his fingers to the candlelight. The gemstone on the ring reflected the light, making it sparkle.
nice.
"I'll use this from now on." 03 said happily, and asked Feng Jue, "Which finger should I wear it on?"
Feng Jue said, "It's up to you."
03Stretch out your palm.
03's five slender, white fingers looked like they were carved from fine jade. She pinched the ring and compared it, a little hesitant. Feng Jue, who was propping up his face beside her, impatiently reached out and grasped 03's wrist, pinching the ring and putting it on her ring finger.
It was in the same position as Feng Jue originally wore it. 03 thought it was very good and thanked Feng Jue.
The steward, standing there like a pillar, glanced around, his gaze quizzical. The Palace Master rarely appeared in the city, and in the past, only Elder Si was known to be the Palace Master's right-hand man. But where did this young woman come from? It seemed her relationship with the Palace Master was even closer than Si Yi's!
After admiring the ring, the intimate girl rummaged through her sleeve and took out a piece of paper. The steward quickly took it and saw some strange words written crookedly with a brush on it.
03 said to the manager: "This is my body size data. Please make clothes for me according to this size. Thank you." The body data is provided by the main system and there must be no mistakes.
Feng Jue blinked, remembering that when she was bathing last night, 03 asked her through the screen if he could use a pen and paper. She thought it was written at that time. She stretched out her hand, and the steward hurriedly presented the note that made her sweat profusely to the Palace Master respectfully.
When the palace master saw it, he was amazed by the effort put into the calligraphy. It made the viewer scratch his head and feel extremely confused!
The first time Feng Jue stared at what he had written, 03 lowered his head and uttered two words: "Shy."
She couldn’t use bubbles to express her thoughts in front of outsiders, so she could only use words!
Feng Jue was indescribable. He pinched the work covered with ink spots and murmured, "You really should be ashamed."
The handwriting of a three-year-old child in the city is probably just like this. But Feng Jue thought again, what can 03 do? She has only lived for two days! Thinking about it this way, 03 is actually better.
Palace Master Feng returned the note to 03 with concern, instructing him, "Put it away. This is a sign of your growth."
03 Full of doubts, he was obediently identified by Feng Jue as
Put away the calligraphy of “A big step forward in life”.
The steward smiled softly, feeling that the usually unapproachable Palace Master was now particularly friendly. She said softly, "Palace Master, I will have the embroiderer come over to take the young lady's measurements."
Feng Jue responded lazily.
As soon as the steward left, 03 breathed a sigh of relief.
"Nervous!" she said. "Have I given away anything?"
She touched her face.
This was her first time socializing with Feng Jue, and she was too nervous to meet strangers!
Feng Jue stared at her, gazing at her expressionless face for half an incense stick of time, and said slowly, "No, it's very good."
"Keep it up!"
03 clenched his fist, shook it twice, and cheered, "Come on!"
Feng Jue tried to hold back his laughter, but when he saw 03's eyes on the table, he nodded.
03 His eyes lit up and he grabbed the chopsticks. Feng Jue thought to himself, this action is more agile than holding a sword.
Compared to the little milk tea and snacks from the Unified Realm, human food has a richer flavor, and it doesn't cost any points! 03 I've already eaten five meals today!
No wonder they say food is the most important thing for people, no wonder Lingshi can eat so much. 03 understood a lot of life lessons, his cheeks were full and his eyes were brighter than the lights in the city.
Watching 03 eating, Feng Jue couldn't help but pick up the chopsticks. She had eaten countless delicacies from land and sea, and the takeaway dishes from the largest restaurant in the city were just so-so. But because of the people at the same table, Feng Jue felt that this meal tasted quite delicious.
For some reason, the embroiderer from the workshop hadn't come yet. 03 tasted all the food and said honestly, "I think your food is better."
"Tsk." Feng Jue laughed and said, "Go back and have someone make you a sixth meal."
03 tilted his head and asked, "Are we going back after we finish making the clothes? I want to take a walk in the city, is that okay? Feng Jue, I want you to accompany me for a walk in the city."
What a polite and good boy.
Feng Jue supported his chin and said softly, "Okay."
03 breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said, "Let's make the seventh meal when we get home. You can buy something to eat while you're shopping. I've seen people buy food while shopping before. I'll treat you. I have money."
She shook her ring-covered hand.
Feng Jue suddenly lowered his head, covered his face, and after a moment's silence, he raised his head again and said calmly, "Yes, it's okay."
Very good.
03 Clapped her hands happily, thinking that Feng Jue was so good to her!
"Ah!" 03 thought of something else and asked Feng Jue, "Why did you stop at the door of Zhinufang just now?
Come to see the man in white?"
Feng Jue raised his eyebrows and asked 03 first: "Just a look, is that not okay?"
Is that so?
03 She listened carefully and found no footsteps outside the room. She smiled at Feng Jue first, then quietly took out a panel.
A panel that Feng Jue was familiar with, with names written all over it.
After many days, dusty memories came flooding back like mushrooms after rain. Feng Jue's expression froze as she thought of the agreement between 03 and her.
Phoenix Technique: "..."
Looking at the names of several stunning beauties on the panel, 03 said in distress, "Am I going in the wrong direction?"
"No, I'm too narrow-minded. We should attack both men and women at the same time!" 03 Admit your mistake.
Phoenix Secret: “…”
"For your happiness, I will collect his information. You even asked his name, Wen Chunsheng from Deyang Peak." 03 said in surprise, "So Feng Jue is such a proactive person!"
The panel of Wen Chunsheng's portrait, scanned by the system, floated in front of Feng Jue.
Feng Jue closed his eyes and said angrily, "Put this thing away!"
If she didn't explain, she was really afraid that 03 would continue to follow his own train of thought! Feng Jue immediately said, "I just felt a strange feeling from him."
Feng Jue frowned, whispered as he recalled, "It's a feeling that makes me... feel familiar, but I can't explain why."
"Ah!" 03 said the text bubble: "Surprise!"
"Is it a heartbeat?"
Feng Jue was completely blank when it came to emotions, so he probably didn't know what a heartbeat was! 03 hurriedly searched for the signs of a heartbeat. As soon as the small panel floated out, the temperature in the room suddenly rose.
I saw that Palace Master Feng's natal magic weapon appeared at some point and landed on the floor. The golden-red flames on the long whip danced, casting a red light on Feng Jue's face.
"03, do you know what's redder than fire?" Feng Jue said softly, taking the initiative to answer for 03. "It's human blood."
ah!
murderous look!
03 was so scared that he picked up a bun and stuffed it into his mouth. The panel hovering in the air crackled, fell down, and dissipated into the air.
"Here you go." 03 covered his mouth.
Shut up.
After seeing Feng Jue put away his life-defining magic weapon, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief. 03 picked up the teacup and handed it to Feng Jue with a puffed face.
Please invite Feng Jue to have tea.
Feng Jue drank his tea with a cold expression and snorted.
03 He quickly got up, walked behind Feng Jue, and patted Feng Jue's back.
Feng Jue continued to snort coldly
, said: "You better say something reliable to me in the future, otherwise I will confiscate your spirit stones and not give you food!" I might even beat Tong!
It’s so cruel!
03 Make a "woohoo" sound and say, "Okay, I'll correct it. Please don't be angry and continue to feed me."
Because I was anxious, I couldn't help but let the bubbles float out and I was sweating profusely.
Feng Jue just curled his lips, crossed his arms, and pointed to his right shoulder. 03 hurried to the right and knocked, knocking for Feng Jue. But where Feng Jue couldn't see, a task panel quietly floated up.
[Investigator: Wen Chunsheng, Objective: To find a sense of déjà vu.]
[Investigation: Heartbeat, Objective: Find the feeling of heartbeat, discover how to make Feng Jue's heartbeat. Know thyself and thy enemy, and you will never be defeated.]
Task status: In progress.
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Although Feng Jue doesn't allow it, I still want to try.
For the mission, for Feng Jue's happiness!
Please cheer me on.
The main system replied: Eh, is this what the human dictionary means by lip service?
03 Reply: Shocked!
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(Extends claws) Liquid~
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