Quick Wear: Host, are you playing here?

"Feng Qingmo! How dare you, a concubine's daughter, speak to me like this?"

"It's just looking for death!"

In the open space in front of the freshman dormitory of Yunqi College, a young girl in luxurious clothes with heavy embroidery raised her chin with a look of pride. She was surrounded by many people watching the fun. The long whip in the girl's hand was emitting golden mysterious energy.

In front of her stood a thinly dressed woman with a bloody whip mark on her arm that cut through the cloth and skin.

Despite the huge disparity in strength, the woman stood up straight with her back, her eyes slightly drooping and murderous intent hidden in them!

"Qingxue, stop." A weak voice sounded from behind.

Feng Qingxue has already raised the long whip in her hand, with full of mysterious energy, and a fierce light in her eyes, determined to cut the face of this bitch!

The long whip came down and fell in mid-air but was blocked by some invisible force, which deflected the direction of the whip and whipped it straight to the side.

The direction he was heading was towards a weak woman who was hurrying over.

Feng Qingxue's eyes widened instantly, and she wanted to retract the whip, but it seemed as if she was controlled by some invisible force and kept whipping her.

"Sister!"

"Miss Feng!"

"Miss!"

With a crack of the whip, the girl fell to the ground, her white dress stained with dust. She suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and her face, as pale as a white lotus in the water, instantly lost its color.

My consciousness gradually blurred and everything around me was in chaos.

"Go and invite the elders!"

"Eldest sister! Eldest sister, don't scare me!"

The girl, who had been so arrogant just now, was now filled with fear. She knelt on the ground, and her hand, which was reaching out to touch the woman's breath, was trembling violently.

"One whip should be fine, right?"

"Ordinary practitioners will not have any problems, but Miss Feng has been weak since she was young, and she has used countless precious medicinal herbs to keep herself alive."

"Ah? He won't die in our academy, will he?"

The trembling fingertips touched the ultimate breath, and they suddenly retracted, supporting themselves on the ground and continuously retreating. Feng Qingxue's voice trembled uncontrollably: "No, no, no..."

"Will not......"

"The elder is here!"

"Get out of the way!"

The elder, who was still wearing his alchemy clothes, quickly glanced at everyone in the yard. After seeing the girl's face clearly, he hurried over, squatted down, felt her pulse, and fed her the elixir.

The elder continued to input spiritual energy into the girl's body. After just a few breaths, his forehead was covered with sweat. "Go, go and invite the dean!"

"I'm afraid the dean is not in the college."

"Go and invite!"

"Yes!"

Hua Xia slowly opened her eyes, feeling a pain as if her internal organs were shattering. She then suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and the air was sucked into her lungs madly. Her body instinctively tried its best to survive.

"..."

Damn, it hurts so much!

Hua Xia gritted her teeth, having anticipated this scene.

250 came out and confessed: [Host, originally, it should have arrived one drama earlier, but the transmission was slow...]

Very good, it's always slow, Hua Xia has figured it out, it's just an excuse for the system's incompetence...

The bloody smell in her mouth entered her lungs with her breathing and was then exhaled and inhaled again. Hua Xia felt that this body was already exhausted and was only holding on to its last breath because of her entry.

She looked around and saw that it was really bustling. The girl in brocade clothes who was sitting on the ground not far away saw her open her eyes and crawled over to her in a trance for a moment.

"Eldest sister, I, I didn't mean to do that. I don't know how the whip hit you."

"I obviously just wanted to teach that bitch Feng Qingmo a lesson!"

"Yes, it must be this bitch who did it!"

The elder who had received spiritual energy made some space and said, "Ms. Qingxue, please don't come over. Miss Feng is about to die..."

Hua Xia raised her eyes and looked in the direction of Feng Qingxue's finger. There stood a girl in plain clothes. She looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, with a thin figure but a straight back.

Facing Feng Qingxue's words, the girl said coldly: "Sister, are you going to wrongly accuse me in front of so many eyes?"

"Everyone saw it!"

Someone responded, and amid the noisy conversation, a deep, teasing male voice sounded.

"Oh, how pitiful! He killed the most noble daughter of the Feng family. Look at how scared he is. I'm afraid he is already thinking about his head being separated from his body."

It was as if no one could hear this sentence, and no one present noticed the person who spoke it.

Where Hua Xia's eyes went, there was a man in black brocade clothes with dark patterns on them, with his hands across his chest, his eyes slightly raised, the corners of his lips slightly curled, standing next to the thinly dressed Feng Qingmo, and no one saw him.

These words came from the man's mouth. A trace of residual force from the whip that had just deflected was still lingering on the man's fingertips, spinning and being played with by the man.

Feng Qingmo said coldly: "Why do you want to take action? Now is not the right time. If the three masters of the Feng family find out..."

The girl standing behind the crowd did not open her mouth, but the sound she made was a secret code that only the two of them could hear.

"So what if I noticed it?" The man interrupted Feng Qingmo's words, his tone was arrogant and nonchalant: "Don't even mention the three masters of the Feng family. I don't even care about the entire Feng family."

"Besides," the man turned sideways and looked at Feng Qingmo, "If it weren't for this broken contract, would I help you?"

"Is it okay if I can help you get rid of the fly that's been buzzing around you with just a little trick?"

"The third head of the Feng family loved his precious daughter so much, but she was killed by Feng Qingxue with a whip. Will he let Feng Qingxue go like this? The Feng family will be divided from within, once and for all. Isn't that a revenge for the suffering you have endured in the Feng family?"

"Feng Qingxi is innocent." The girl frowned slightly.

The man said with disdain: "She is just a tiny ant. It is her honor to be used by me."

Where did this crazy cool and awesome silly cup come from?

Hua Xia's mouth twitched, and now she really wanted to spit out a mouthful of blood to kill these two thousand five hundred thousand!

The loss of vitality took away the body's temperature, and as his spiritual power dissipated, the elder became more and more exhausted.

After a moment, the man's voice was filled with doubt: "You are really lucky. I calculated that the force of that whip was enough."

"It's painful to live like this, so I will send you on your way."

The man gathered strength at his fingertips again. At this moment, a disciple came running over: "The dean is here, the dean is here!"

The man's strength was completely withdrawn with this report, and he sighed: "Forget it, the boy from the Yun family is here."

As a force as gentle breeze came, the old man in white stepped into the courtyard and the man disappeared into space.

Hua Xia retracted the urge to push the elder away and get up to slap the guy to death, and continued to pretend to be dead.

When she woke up again, the surrounding environment had changed. In the quaint house, a middle-aged man with an elegant appearance was sitting beside the bed, holding Hua Xia's hand, and a steady stream of spiritual power was transferred from the man into her body.

Two people were kneeling on the ground in front of the bed, Feng Qingxue and Feng Qingmo.

The former bit his lower lip tightly, tears streaming down his face but he dared not make any sound, while the latter knelt with his back still straight.

Hua Xia already knew everything from the plot transmitted in 250.

The continent where the original owner lived was called Yunqi Continent. There were many countries on the continent, but five powerful families stood firm. The Feng family was one of the five major families.