Phoenix Destiny

Under the light, Lu Mingshu turned over the book in his hand.

A thick booklet, the details of the records, and the wide collection, can hardly be believed if you don’t see it.

This is most likely a top secret information within the Seven True Views. She thought that this kind of thing, even if it is a seven-day disciple, should not be seen by everyone. It is estimated that only those disciples who are ready to punch the list are fortunate enough to touch.

Thank you, Lian Lian gave her no additional conditions.

This will inevitably make Lu Mingshu think more.

She remembered the star pendant. Yan Wugui once said that if Xie Lianzhen looks at someone, he will send a such star pendant. It is an investment beforehand. When she grows up, she should charge interest. Is this an investment beforehand?

Somehow, she remembered the look before leaving.

Under the stars, among the flowers, the indefinite light reflects the clear face. In the darkness of the day, the handsome goddess of the day is tempted into a dark temptation.

A glimpse of the glory, the wind is perfect.

This scene can only be seen by chance.

Her heart is vaguely different. It's like seeing something secret, having a secret that can only be enjoyed by one person.

There is also his sentence.

"You, don't you really think about it?"

When he first proposed the proposal, he was calm and calm, just considering the feasibility of a cooperation, but today, his tone is soft and warm, it seems to carry a trace of ... pray? This made her rejection not so firm.

She has a ridiculous thought. Does he really have such a glimpse of her?

Hesitated for a moment, she laughed at herself. Not to mention that they have only seen it several times, and Xie Lianzhen did not like her foundation at all. Just say that she is, what is worthy of people like? The temper is cold and hard, just like Yan Wugui said, hard to fangs, there is no gentleness and affection for a girl of this age. People who like her are too special.

No, even if she really likes it, she can't tell her mind now, or don't think too much.

Lu Mingshu continued to turn over the booklet.

Those who met tonight are all on the list. As can be seen from the level of detail of the information, Qizheng Guan has been paying attention to these people for a long time.

Turned to the page of the Jiu Yao Palace, she stopped moving.

Lu Mingshu, Fu Shangqing's eldest daughter, and Jiu Yao Zhou family have a housebreaking revenge. At the age of seven, he entered the Jiu Yao Palace, lost his mother, and fell into the door of Liu Jizhen, and was cut off from all resources. At the age of eleven, the atmosphere is at the age of fifteen. Only three months later, Tianmeng’s struggle has single-handedly selected many elite disciples, and the 18th consecutive battle has won and become a true biography.

His people are good at swordsmanship, and the method of inheritance has been passed down from the Jiu Yao master Shi Xiangfei, who has already realized the sword. The sword is accurate and extraordinary, and it doesn't match the age. The character is cold and hard, and it is unscrupulous for victory. If it is against the enemy, never be confused by appearance.

Behind is a long list of combat analysis, especially pointing out two points. First, she is very good at finding loopholes, guided by the situation, like a master of the year, with her age, can only be attributed to talent. Second, the sizzling shots are also in stark contrast to age...

At the end, I added a line of notes: I am good at the road, and the exercises seem to make the opponent's mysterious force stagnate, need to pay attention.

Finally, the evaluation of her strength is Shangzhong, second only to the top masters such as Converse, and Yue Lingyin is in the middle of the game.

I did not expect that I would have such a high evaluation in the eyes of Qizheng. Lu Mingshu was surprised and worried. The opponent is so attached to her, the challenge is really difficult to play. I only hope that other sects do not have such detailed information.

One page focused on the past and turned to the end, she paused.

The ink marks on these pages are newly added at a glance, and the writing is not the same as the previous one.

Enter the list of challenges and be listed. The first column has the strength to compete for the rookie list. The second column, the strength of the flat, can be a battle, perhaps there will be dark horses. The rest don't have to care, at most, go through the game.

Then it goes on to explain in detail how many points to start to challenge, how many rounds to maintain a winning streak... are the test techniques that are not passed on.

The feeling of strangeness has come up again. Lu Mingshu frowned, and looked down at the table.

Not that no one is better for her, but whether it is a master or a sorghum, it is not the same feeling. Even if it is a new confession, she is more like taking care of her, rather than being so patient... as if she is pleased with her.

What does this honest son want to do? When she met in the flower house, said something to her, and bothered to sort out the information, did he really...

The more I think about it, the more I am upset, just take a book and rest.

Whatever he wants to do, her decision will not change!

......

In the palace of Zhongzhou Wang, Wang Hao has already scattered his hair and sat in front of the mirror to clean up the makeup on his face.

Ding Qingqing walked in and bowed to the ceremony: "Wang Hao."

"It’s all this time, is there something?" Wang Wei asked casually.

Ding Qingqing looked around and the palace man who served was very glanced back.

No one left or right, Ding Qingqing said: "The son invited the girl to go to the flower house."

Wang Hao combed his movements and stopped looking at Ding Qingqing through the mirror.

"What did they say?"

"Chen dare not let people close."

Wang Hao nodded. She knows her eldest son, how temperament is, and the surface is like a spring breeze. Once she turns her face, it is a half-face that is not reserved for others. Her men, including Ding Qingqing and Xia Houshan, did not dare to provoke him.

"However," Ding Qingqing continued. "Lu girl left the flower house one step at a time. When the son went, he smiled."

Ding Qingqing said that he smiled, that is not the mask he brought on his face every day.

Wang Hao closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He put the comb on the dressing table and revealed a mocking smile: "This child really does not give me peace of mind."

"princess……"

"Once he started to use his heart, it is really heart." Wang Xiao's smile, with a hint of helplessness, "I don't want to use strong, but let me see, he is making me stupid!"

Ding Qingqing said nothing. At this time, there is no room for her to speak.

"Whether it is worth it." Wang Hao picked up the comb again and slowly combed a black hair that had grown to the ground. "Who told him to be my son? For his own children, the mother would be willing to cut blood and blood."

Ding Qingqing lowered his head and listened to what Wang Hao had never said before the outsiders.

"Before, I felt that what was good was sent to him, thinking that it was good for him. However, he told me that he was not rare with his illness. If so, then follow his heart. He wants What, I will give him anything, as long as he is happy."

"But Lu girl..."

Wang Hao satirically smiled: "Do you think he doesn't understand the truth? My son, I know. He knows everything, but he just wants it."

Ding Qingqing was silent. The heart could not help but sympathize with the girl. When the son is not willful, her will is important, but when he is willful, her will is the least important.

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Hello everyone, this is an update from the hotel. I don’t know if there is any update from the hospital at noon tomorrow, which is unknown to me...