Fast-traveling female supporting role: There is no limit to fancy flirting with men

Chapter 257: The Wind and Clouds of Cultivation Wastewood (21)

Qingcheng's stomach was full after eating, and she bought some clothes, jewelry, snacks and melon seeds. After successfully spending several gold bricks, she wandered back to Yue Mansion with satisfaction.

As soon as she entered Luoyue Zhai, Xiaocui mysteriously pulled her to the rattan chair and sat down, "Miss, do you know who I saw today?"

Qingcheng threw away her veil, raised her legs, "Tweety, make me a pot of tea, miss."

"Miss, why are you not curious at all?"

"Who else can you see in Yue Mansion, is it the eldest lady?" Qingcheng took out a large amount of food and clothes from the storage ring, without any intention of avoiding Xiao Cui.

"The eldest lady and the fourth lady! They were standing on the arch bridge and whispering, and I found that half of the chicken legs at home were missing." Xiaocui's two sentences seemed unrelated, but Qingcheng understood it as soon as she heard it.

"You mean, the two of them have formed an alliance and are planning to harm me?" Qingcheng heard from Xiaocui that the Fourth Miss is upright and has helped them secretly.

Less times.

"It's very possible, so we have to be careful." Cui'er nodded.

"Understood! If they want to court death, then I don't mind letting my little pets eat a few more snacks."

Qingcheng pouted indifferently.

"Miss, Fourth Miss is nice to us, maybe I'm overthinking..." Hearing Qingcheng's words, Tweety hurriedly spoke for Yuexiang.

"Yes. I know what I'm doing. Let's make a pot of tea. Miss, I'm going to continue drawing the symbols. You can have dinner by yourself. I've already eaten."

"it is good."

Qingcheng stood up and walked to the desk, lifting up her sleeves.

Close your eyes slightly, put aside all those chaotic emotions, until your heart feels like still water, then dip a pen in your right hand with cinnabar, and outline it on the yellow paper according to the appearance of the fire cloud talisman.

I saw her brush strokes like dragons and snakes, moving the brush extremely fast, and within a few breaths, a figure that looked like a word but not a word, a picture that looked like a picture but not a picture gradually emerged on the yellow paper.

"Why is there still no movement! This time it feels great. It's all done in one go. What's the problem?" Qingcheng frowned and looked at the runes she drew in confusion.

Forget it, try her other runes again.

"Lightning Talisman?" This is good, the attack power should be good, and the price should not be cheap, so I chose this.

Qingcheng is a determined person, as long as she settles on something, she will use [-]% of her strength, and she will never give up until the last moment!

However, there is always a gap between results and expectations, just as reality and ideals sometimes run counter to each other.

"I don't believe it anymore!"

Qingcheng picked up the teapot and poured a few sips, and picked up the pen for the thousand and one time.

Still fail!

Qingcheng became impatient, and the whole person was in a state of madness.

"Miss, you can't do this. Let's go to bed early today, and it won't be too late to practice tomorrow morning."

Seeing her disheveled hair and red-eyed madness, Cui'er was so frightened that she hurried over and forcibly pulled her away from the desk.

"Leave me alone! I'll try other runes, I don't believe I can't draw any of them!" Qingcheng gritted her teeth and shook off Tweety's arm.

"Miss!" Tweety stomped her feet anxiously, wishing she could knock her down with a big stick!
"Diamond!" This is not bad!
Qingcheng was obsessed, and began to copy the rune of "Diamond Diamond".

The night is deep.

Her face was pale as reflected by the flickering candlelight, and the sweat dripped from her forehead to her mouth, but she didn't care about it at all. The whole person was like a puppet, mechanically repeating the movement of drawing symbols until her arms were numb, her limbs were weak, and her heart was flustered. Shortness of breath, a standing unsteady, fell to the ground.

"Miss!" Cui'er didn't dare to sleep all this time, seeing her fall down, she screamed in panic and rushed up to hug her body.

(End of this chapter)