Chapter 130 Liu Qingcheng's Apology (Two in One)
Chen Kuang's heart sank.
He knew very well that the relationship between Shen Xingzhu and Shen Meinan was not just a simple sister relationship.
Because in no normal pair of twins would one of them be born ten years late.
What's more, in this high-level martial arts world, there must be something fishy.
Chen Kuang once thought that the Shen family and Shen Xingzhu might have used Shen Meinan as a tool to achieve a certain goal, but Shen Xingzhu's attitude towards Shen Meinan confused him again.
It is no exaggeration to say that Shen Xingzhu is cold-hearted and heartless.
But in her attitude towards Shen Meinan, she really cared, spoke and acted like a sister.
Chen Kuang didn't think she was lying, and there was no need for her to lie.
And, most importantly, Shen Meinan did not have any disgust or vigilance towards Shen Xingzhu, and he trusted her very much.
Chen Kuang felt that he might be too suspicious.
Shen Meinan was secretly shocked when he heard this.
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"Yes, but it's useless to the younger generation."
The bad thing is that the clothes are all dirty, and you just need to scrub them and that's it, the workload is not small.
Lian Mi pursed her lips, her nose sore, and said, "It's just a little bit. You can save it last month."
Ansong thought.
I finished my work that afternoon, and I lost a few more pieces of Chen Kuangdao...
Lian Mi took away a few pieces of Chen Kuangdao and said cherishingly: "Thank him. Apart from Su Huaiying, he is the first person who treated you so badly."
Yu Xiangsi's expression did not show any hesitation. She frequently glanced in the direction of Lian Mi's room, and it was clear what she was thinking.
I was inexplicably caught and asked if it was bad, so of course I could only say it was bad.
Shen Jia added: "His sword dance is quite beautiful."
"It's difficult... I heard it's been postponed again."
The eldest princess is smart and clever, but she has no experience in reincarnation, so she must be too worried.
"So...if he wants to give a compliment, he can't just say it."
"You must know that the inheritance of demon cultivation techniques follows the awakening of bloodlines, just like humans. His demon bloodline is too weak, so it has never awakened. Therefore, he has no way of practicing demon cultivation techniques."
"But the result of that battle has been announced. Jiang Yunzhong is the number one above Grandmaster. How can An Songsheng still be a Grandmaster if he won so casually?"
Lian Mi was stunned for a long time before finally accepting the fact. She couldn't help but ask curiously, "Are the poems I wrote really that bad?"
Shen Jia nodded and said with a smile: "Isn't it still a long way from the redemption money? You should work harder in the next few days, give him fewer compliments, and say that you will definitely earn him enough."
"He... where did you get such a small amount of money?!"
Shennong Division is so concerned, and now Liu Qingcheng, who is equivalent to a prophet, has also come there.
An Song said, "I just met a guest who was in a poetic mood and wrote a bad poem. He was in a bad mood and wanted to give away his money. He saw you next to him and asked you if the poem was bad. You said it was very bad."
Shen Jia sat down casually and spread out his hands. The golden leaves were dazzling in the midday sun.
"When I got down on my luck, I threw my purse to you and ran out to find some friends."
Shen Jia smiled meaningfully.
This is a place for elegance and joy, but the guests are treated like this, so they are naturally willing to stay longer.
Without the passive state of "he sees you", it would be easy for me to lower my presence, especially as long as I speak or do something extraordinary.
"Then forget it. The quotas are all in the hands of these small sects. What are you, the independent cultivators, doing here?"
Otherwise, when you think of an old monster who can kill demons with a blink of an eye and being ordered to do these odd jobs, you will feel a little itchy in your throat.
Some of them were given as rewards for some reason, and some of them were picked up while cleaning the corners.
However, a sword dance is always just a sword dance.
The Shen family didn’t think that was a good thing; on the contrary, it might help me get “good karma”.
The magical treasure under you is so rare that it can directly kill someone...
"Bad... Oh."
"If it's true, this is going to be a bad show."
The cultivator took another sip of wine, and said with a hint of melancholy, "It would be bad if you could be noticed by a small sect."
But after a casual thought, Shen Meinan's behavior was inevitably a bit like the seventh disease, using the Kamen Rider belt to transform outside the house, and then being caught by family and relatives...
That maidservant even knows how to take care of people's self-esteem.
"Lian Mi, did he damage the clothes? You made room for him to hang the clothes."
Su Huaiying was standing outside the room, examining the soft sword used for performance carefully. Sometimes he couldn't help getting excited and started dancing with the sword.
The other person suddenly fell into a long silence. He couldn't help but pick up the wine glass next to him and took a sip, as if trying to calm down.
Well... that should be true.
It can be seen that the incident had little impact on the practitioners, especially the arrival of the Martial Saint.
Did you notice at all that Shen Jia was outside the room? He finished dancing intently and wanted to take a break to drink some tea, then he turned around and met An Song's gaze.
But what exactly happened, I'm afraid you can only know by seeing him in person... Otherwise, even if you rack your brains, you won't be able to figure it out.
The Shen family opposite only had their shadows reflected in front of them, two shadows at that!
The sudden and low-key announcement that An Songsheng had become a master really surprised everyone.
"Hiss... Is this true? Is she even scarier than Madam Liu?!"
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