"Jiuyao Palace, Lu Mingshu wins."
I don't know how many times, Lin Zixin reported the results.
No one is surprised.
The challenge has been going on for three days, and in the next two days, she has to accept several challenges every day. The people who challenged belonged to various Taoism sects, their strengths varied from high to low, without any rules.
Up to now, no one dared to say whether someone was targeting her or she really committed public outrage. Just looking at her like this, he rushed over one after another.
"Brother, what's the matter?" Qi Sheng looked thoughtful when he saw Kou Wei.
"Time is short again."
"what?"
"I'm talking about her winning time." Kou Wei pointed to the stage, "This time, the opponent is no weaker than Cai Zheng, but she took less than half of the time."
Qi Sheng was startled: "Is there a problem?"
Kou Wei's voice was full of emotion: "She... is getting stronger and stronger. In just three days, I can see progress in every competition."
As the chief disciple of Tianhai Pavilion, Kou Wei has seen many geniuses, but he has never met someone like Lu Mingshu. In terms of swordsmanship aptitude, she is not considered top-notch, but her learning talent is frighteningly high.
Never make the same mistake a second time. If you encounter the same dilemma next time, there will definitely be a solution. If your weakness is exposed, it can be corrected immediately. Control and judgment are almost the only ones I have seen in my life.
He used to think that Lu Mingshu's biggest advantage was his age. He was only sixteen years old, so there were too many possibilities. But now, he felt more and more that he had underestimated her potential.
If you give her another seven or eight years... no, in just three or four years, maybe she will be able to stand at the top of the fusion realm, right
By that time, the fusion warriors of the entire Gu Xia might have to hold their breath.
Kou Wei was suddenly very lucky. At that time, he should have broken through to the supernatural state. Otherwise, it would be a nightmare to have such an opponent of the same level.
Qi Sheng looked very happy, he couldn't help but asked: "I said, don't worry, she is too strong, can't you catch up?"
Kou Wei has already seen his little thoughts. From the beginning of the pharmacist competition, Qi Sheng was convinced, and after that, every time Lu Mingshu fought, he liked it more and more.
Qi Sheng didn't hesitate: "I just like how strong Miss Lu is! As for not being able to catch up, it doesn't matter, I don't ask for anything."
Kou Wei was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "It's better for you to figure it out."
On the third day, it was over. In the calm, there is a turbulent undercurrent hidden.
After three days of challenges, a group of disciples had more than 20 points, and even more than 30 points.
The fat sheep are almost finished, and it's time to slaughter them tomorrow.
Under the candlelight, Lu Mingshu slowly wiped his sword.
On the table, there is a booklet, which is the copied list.
At the beginning, it was impressively, Jiuyao Palace, Lu Mingshu, thirty-six points.
There was a knock on the door outside, Lu Mingshu opened the door, and saw the familiar maid without any surprise.
…
Familiar greenhouse, familiar back.
"Young Master Lianzhen, what advice do you have?"
The wheelchair turned slowly, and Xie Lianzhen's face gradually emerged from the shadows.
"Miss Lu, do you still want to fight?" He asked slowly.
"Why did you say that, son? Why didn't I fight?"
Xie Lianzhen said: "The Qilin Festival has been held for so many years, and there has never been a situation like yours. There are so many games, and only one is your initiative to challenge. According to the rules, you can refuse the subsequent challenges."
"Thirty-six points, is it enough for me to enter the top ten?" Lu Mingshu asked back.
Xie Lianzhen smiled slightly: "If I say, can you be guaranteed to enter the top ten?"
Lu Mingshu looked at him without speaking.
He tapped the armrest lightly, and the sound of "duk, duk, duk" had a wonderful sense of melody in the quiet night.
"It's not difficult. As long as those few people lose a game at a critical moment and score 36 points, they can squeeze into the top ten."
After being silent for a long time, Lu Mingshu suddenly asked: "Mr. Lianzhen, is this how you look in Qizhen Temple?"
Xie Lianzhen raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she didn't understand what she meant.
"You really opened my eyes." She said softly, "Everyone says that you have flaws, and you have no chance to enter the trance state, and you can sit in the position of Lord Lianzhen Xing only because you are backed by the concubine. Among the Seven True Monarchs and Seven Star Lords, your strength is the weakest, and your status is also the lowest. I think they must have never seen your current appearance."
"What do I look like now?" Xie Lianzhen raised a smiling face, her eyes sparkled with childlike curiosity, "What do I look like?"
"One hand can cover the sky, and one hand can cover the rain."
Xie Lianzhen was startled, then laughed out loud.
After laughing, he said: "Miss Lu, you should tell the princess this sentence. She is the real one, covering the sky with one hand and turning the clouds and rains."
"You never seem to call her mother." Lu Mingshu ignored his words and said, "Is it because the distance is too far, or is there resentment?"
Xie Lianzhen was not annoyed by her questioning like this: "Are you curious about me?"
Lu Mingshu shook his head: "Isn't it because you're curious about me? I'm always stared at by one person, so I should know him better, shouldn't I?"
"Then what do you want to know?" Xie Lianzhen said with a good temper, "As long as I can answer, I will know everything."
"Then let's answer the previous question first."
"You mean, I don't call her mother?" Xie Lianzhen thought for a while, "It should be said, it's a habit. I have never called her, so of course I can't say it."
Lu Mingshu nodded, didn't respond to the answer, and then asked: "Then do you hate her?"
Xie Lianzhen shook her head: "I don't hate it."
"Is it because you have feelings, or because you don't want to waste your feelings?"
Xie Lianzhen spent some time on this question: "Because... you don't need it?" He smiled and looked at Lu Mingshu, "Is this answer satisfactory to you, Miss?"
"Is it important whether I am satisfied or not?"
"Of course it's important." He smiled. "If it's not important, I won't let you have a chance to ask."
Although implicit, it was almost explicit.
This was probably the first time in Lu Mingshu's life that someone confessed his love like this.
But what she asked was this sentence: "What is there in me that interests you? But after seeing you a few times, it makes you so excited. Because of the similar life experience, you feel sympathetic to each other. Or is the situation so dire that you feel pity?"
"Which answer do you like?" Xie Lianzhen asked with a smile.
Lu Mingshu shook his head: "It doesn't matter which one I like. In other words, no matter what the answer is, it doesn't matter."
Xie Lianzhen's smile deepened: "Then what is important?"
"The important thing is—" She suddenly took a few steps forward, held down his wheelchair, and just bent down like that.
The close distance made Xie Lianzhen instinctively lean back, but he was unable to move and was held down, so there was no way to retreat.
Under the starry sky, in the candlelight, his figure was clearly reflected in her eyes, and she said word by word: "How many faces do you have?"
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Thank you Xiao Ai for He Shibi, and thank you Xiao Ai and Tian Weilan for the monthly ticket red envelopes. Sometimes I am very apprehensive, do I deserve to be liked and paid so much by others? I think, just update the report...