Chapter 625: The Gloomy and Cold Beast King Captures the Charming Alchemist (19)

The little flying pigeon with smooth fur all over its body is very smart. Its flight route can be remotely controlled by its owner, and it can fly through many glorious schools.

He arrived outside the house where the woman lived but did not go in.

It stayed on the eaves, looking around with its flat head tilted to the side, "Coo-coo!"

Lin Muqing would use her spiritual awareness to observe the developments in the academy from time to time, and she had already spotted the little pigeon halfway there.

She had been standing at the door and took out a pill. The sweet smell of the pill with a hint of grass instantly attracted the little pigeon. It did not approach, but waited for the order from the master in its mind.

But the little red eyes were staring at the pill in Lin Muqing's hand, blinking eagerly.

"Coo."

The words of the master of the mind came, "It's her."

The little pigeon flew over impatiently and stood on a branch of rose in front of her.

One of its little feet was still, and the other foot was stretched out towards Lin Muqing, "Gugu."

He motioned for her to open the envelope.

Lin Muqing stretched out his hand, his sleeves hanging down, the pill lying in his palm, and chuckled, "Take it, I'll give it to you."

The little pigeon got the approval of its master in its mind before it lowered its head and pecked at the pill.

"Gugu" is delicious.

Lin Muqing turned to open the letter and opened it.

Ming Chen Que: Miss Lin, I got a green rat two days ago. Are you interested in it?

Green Mouse?

This green rat has the ability to increase the power of its companions' skills. It is considered an auxiliary spirit beast and is born at level six. However, it will never level up in its lifetime and has no offensive power. However, it has self-healing abilities. Due to its small size, it is difficult to catch and find.

Ming Chenque can always find some small spirit beasts with his own abilities.

Of course she was interested. She deliberately forgot the second ten-day transaction time just to see if he would take the initiative.

Taking the initiative now means giving her a chance.

She wrote a reply.

The little pigeon waved its puffed white tail at her and flew away.

Lin Muqing went back to her room to change her clothes and prepare to go out.

The girl who lived next door to her was a weapon refiner, and the two of them often exchanged the treasures they refined. At this time, Shen Wangyou happened to run into her, "Qingqing, you want to go out?"

"Yes."

Shen Wangyou complained bitterly, "Okay, I want to go out too. The Third Elder came to me and said that I only had four vines in the storage bag I made yesterday, and I'm still short of one Scale Branch Vine. Whatever I put in there leaks!"

"I used up all the scale vines I used to refine other spiritual tools this morning. The elder will definitely scold me again."

"I have it. Here it is."

"Thank you so much, I'll return it to you tomorrow!" Shen Wangyou took it happily.

"No hurry, I'll go change my clothes first!" Lin Muqing smiled, opened the door and entered his own room.

"good."

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the other side.

Ming Chenque received her letter and opened it bit by bit. The process was very delicate.

They should be considered friends. The people of Xuantian Continent are open-minded and will not be overly restrictive about friendships between men and women.

But it was also his first time delivering a letter to someone.

It was also the first time I saw her handwriting.

He had not expected that her handwriting was mature and casual, and that the strokes of her pen lacked the delicate grace of a woman's. This was something he had not expected.

It seems like she is excellent in every way.

He read the words on it, over and over again.

Lin Muqing: Okay, let’s meet at Longxi Garden in the academy in half an hour.

The boy read the note no less than ten times and then put it away.

Then go out and use the flying beast directly over.

Longxi Garden is a lakeside garden in the college. The lake is surrounded by clusters of brightly blooming flowers, not in a variety of colors, but only one kind of beautiful and gorgeous hibiscus.

The young man with a stern expression stood quietly facing the lake, the note in his hand was flickered by his index finger, showing the owner's nervousness.

"Mingchenque?"

A melodious voice came from behind.

I became even more nervous in an instant.