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Qiancheng Xue'e was very serious, she took a step back.

The tone was quite serious: "Strictly speaking, I am a guest, the young master of the Buddhist monastery."

Chanyuan Naoya didn't realize that he was rejected by others for a while, he had a slightly regretful expression, and the fox's eyes immediately flashed, and he pressed on every step of the way: "Miss Qiancheng, where was the person who was with you before?"

His tone was frivolous, and he probably learned Qiancheng Yuue's name from the servant.

It's rare for Qiancheng Xue'e to be a little indifferent to the handsome guy.

She swallowed "None of your business", and politely replied: "It doesn't seem to have anything to do with the young master of the Buddhist monastery."

The blond man felt her mood change, and the young man narrowed his eyes and asked, "Okay, so where are you going?"

Qiancheng Xue'e calmly took a step back, staggering his hand that was about to touch her cheek: "I'm going to Zenyuan Zhenyi."

After all, in the future, I will go to school with Zenyuan Zhenyi, and compared to the eccentric, narcissistic, arrogant and impolite young master in front of me, it is more practical to get along with someone else.

Zenyuan Naoya narrowed his eyes.

"Looking for Zhenyi?" He smiled softly, "It's not bad, but she's not as good-looking as you—what are you going to do with her? Why don't you come with me?"

Qiancheng Xuehui silently let out a "hei—tui" in her heart.

Zenyuan Naoya seemed to want to say something else. His sudden interest in Qiancheng Xuee had a feeling of "you are playing a trick of lust", which made Qiancheng Xuee a headache.

Qiancheng Xuehui: "If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

Zenyuan Zhizai raised his eyebrows: "Don't you want to leave a contact information?"

The ghostly butler took a step forward from behind. His tone was flat, as if he did not rescue Qiancheng Xuehui, but simply conveyed the wishes of the Patriarch: "Young Master, please don't forget that the Patriarch is still waiting for you."

Zenyuan Zhizai frowned impatiently, then straightened up and walked towards the Zenyuan Zhiren's room.

Qiancheng Xuehui watched his figure go away, and couldn't help frowning.

——Zhanyuan Naoya has such a face, if he can't speak, it will be perfect.

But that has nothing to do with her.

Qiancheng Xuehui turned around and walked towards the agreed direction.

In the depths of this long corridor, Zenyuan Zhenyi will wait for her there. It is not a good habit to keep a lady waiting for a long time.

Qiancheng Xue'e has always been a punctual person.

She met Zhenyi, who seemed to be waiting for a long time, at the agreed corridor.

The girl named Zenyuan Zhenyi was wearing classical clothes, with soft dark green short hair sticking to the side of her face, with her hands in front of her body, her appearance looked eighty percent similar to that of Zenyuan Maki who had met once before.

—They should be twins.

Out of affection for Maki of the Zen Academy, Yukie Qiancheng walked forward quickly, and smiled friendlyly at her: "Hello! I am Yukie Qiancheng! Please teach me later."

Her enthusiasm seemed to make Zenyuan Zhenyi a little uncomfortable, but the girl didn't show any expression. Her gaze stayed on Qiancheng Xue'e's face for two seconds, then she nodded and turned around.

"I'm Zenyuan Zhenyi, please follow me."

Perhaps this is a serious person.Qiancheng Xue'e suppressed the smile on her face, and couldn't help but become serious. It's better to be more stable.

Zenyuan Zhenyi led her to the depths of the corridor, she walked quickly, and seemed in a hurry.

Qiancheng Yukie looked at her back, and always felt that her temperament was different from the Zenyuan Maki she had seen before - Zenyuan Maki was a little mad, and the Zenyuan Zhenyi in front of him seemed even more depressed in the environment of the Zenyuan family Some.

Zenyuan Zhenyi didn't make her look at it for long, she pushed open a door, which was a place similar to a training ground.

The short-haired girl invited her to sit down.

Qiancheng Xue'e put her hands on her knees, sitting upright, and her posture was more serious than in class: "So, what should I do?"

Zenyuan Zhenyi blinked her eyes slowly. She first introduced some basic information about spells and spells to Qiancheng Xuehui in a calm tone, and then described the current situation in the spell world.

——For example, the Yusan family and a few people who inherited the family's spells, and some common sense about spells.

Zenyuan Zhenyi's tone was business-like, and he insisted on talking, but he was still very alienated: "Then enter the next link, can you feel the flow of mantra?"

Qiancheng Xue'e obediently closed her eyes and felt it.

The mantra of the family belonging to the Buddhist monastery flowed slowly around her, entwining around her.

"Yes." She answered Zenyuan Zhenyi first, "The Zenyuan family has a lot of mantra power."

The dark green long-haired girl nodded, she didn't respond to Qiancheng Xue'e's last words: "Then try to collect it?"

Qiancheng Xue'e spread her hands and thought for a while, she followed the previous feeling to collect the spell power around her, as if she could find some ways.

Zenyuan Zhenyi watched Qiancheng Xuehui's expression stretched, and she continued: "If there is no problem, you can try to transform it into a real thing."

Zenyuan Zhenyi used the construction technique herself, but she could only produce one bullet a day. She looked at the lively pink-haired girl in front of her trying to do what she said, and felt a little funny.

——When Zhibi of the Zenyuan called her to come, Zhenyi of the Zenyuan felt that it was unreasonable.

Everyone uses spells in a different way, and it is a joke to let a novice like myself guide a novice who has not even taught a magician.

In other words, it was just to find a playmate for this girl with powerful spells.

Zenyuan Zhenyi closed her eyes, a sense of absurdity surged up, making her very uncomfortable.

In the Chanyuan home, the patriarch's order cannot be disobeyed, and if she finishes teaching casually, this matter will be over.

Zenyuan Zhenyi stepped aside after she finished speaking, her tone was light: "I can't teach you much, please try it yourself."

Qiancheng Xue'e blinked her eyes.

She put her hands down and approached Zenyuan Zhenyi: "We are equals, why should I use you?"

Zenyuan Zhenyi knelt and sat still, her face unchanged, she looked like a cold sculpture: "You are a distinguished guest of the Zenyuan family."

Qiancheng Yuue sighed: "The atmosphere in your family is really harsh, and you are very strict with girls."

Zenyuan Naoya cultivated that ghostly appearance, such a good little girl is so autistic, no wonder Zenyuan Maki wanted to escape overnight.

Chanyuan Zhenyi froze slightly.

Qiancheng Xuehui blinked her eyes: "If the Patriarch of the Chanyuan orders you to teach me, but you don't want to, please tell me clearly."

Zenyuan Zhenyi lowered her eyes: "...No."

It's already done, at least I didn't let myself accompany any disgusting people.

Qiancheng Xuehui stared at Zenyuan Zhenyi for a few seconds, she got up and moved her body: "Since I asked you to accompany me, then I want to go out for lunch, okay."

The girl who was still sitting on the ground looked up at her.

Qiancheng Xue'e didn't speak, and looked at her with a smile.

Zenyuan Zhipiren ordered to meet all the requirements of Qiancheng Xuehui as much as possible. Zenyuan Zhenyi took a deep breath in his heart, and then said: "...OK."

Qiancheng Xuehui paused and continued to collect the magic power around her. She could feel a shallow layer of magic power gathered. The girl walked towards the door and pushed it away.

The weather outside is not bad, not too hot, it is a suitable day for shopping.

She remembered that Zenyuan Zhenyi was still wearing clothes that were not suitable for moving: "Do you want to change clothes?"

Zenyuan Zhenyi was behind him, and he went out after a beat, and nodded at the end of his footsteps: "My room is near here."

Qiancheng Xuehui said "Yeah", she let Zenyuan Zhenyi walk in front, and she slowly followed behind.

The two passed a large courtyard, Qiancheng Xue'e looked around, with curiosity in her eyes.

Feudalism has returned to feudalism, and the Chanyuan family is still very spectacular.

Qiancheng Xuehui turned her eyes and soon caught a bright figure.

In the middle of the courtyard, under an umbrella, sat a man.

——Zenyuan Naozai.

Zenyuan Zhenyi seemed to pause in her pace, then quickened her pace, as if planning to escape quickly, Qiancheng Yuue looked at her back, and then looked at Zenyuan Naoya's direction.

Zenyuan Zhenyi suddenly quickened his pace, as if he saw a scourge.

A certain feeling rose up secretly, and Qiancheng Xue'e moved her hand sideways.

"Wait a minute." She called to the girl in front of her.

Qiancheng Xue'e raised her chin in the direction of the man in the courtyard, and the beautiful maid over there was kneeling in front of the blond young man, still trembling faintly.

She asked: "Is this the way of the Chanyuan family?"

Zenyuan Zhenyi hesitated for a second, then nodded.

No wonder, Qiancheng Xue'e thought, if I can't stay for a second.

"Thanks for your hard work."

A trace of gloom slipped across Zhenyuan Zhenyi's face, but was quickly suppressed by the girl.

She laughed at herself: "I've been used to it for a long time."

"It's not something you can get used to." Yukie Qiancheng interrupted her, and the girl who had just learned a little technique opened her hand.

Zenyuan Zhenyi didn't seem to expect her to say that. The dark green short-haired girl blinked her eyes, as if waiting for Qiancheng Xue'e to speak next.

A small amount of mana power condensed into a bow and arrow in his hand, Qiancheng Xue'e made a bow-drawing movement, the mana power was condensed, and the slender arrow was ready to go forward.

Zenyuan Zhenyi opened his eyes wide.

If Qiancheng Xuehui is not lying, she should have just started to learn to use spell power. She can use spell power to condense arrows in such a short period of time, and there must be no other magician in existence.

Zenyuan Zhenyi was in a trance for a moment: ...is this a genius?

Chienjo Yukie didn't realize that she had done something obtrusive, Zenyuan Naoya lifted the maid's chin with her toes, and the arrogant man seemed lacking in nature.

Qiancheng Xue'e let go of her hand.

Zenyuan Naoya felt something, his eyes widened instantly, his figure shifted a few times, and he stood a little far away.

Zenyuan Zhenyi hadn't reacted yet, and after realizing what the little girl beside her had done, Qiancheng Xuehui whistled.

Zenyuan Naoya looked over with anger, the bow and arrow in Qiancheng Xuee's hand disappeared after shooting, she shrugged innocently.

The arrow is a small amount of magic power condensed, at most it can only cut through a layer of skin, and it was not intended to actually shoot people.

Zhenyuan Zhenyi opened his mouth.

Zenyuan Zhenyi: "You..."

"Zhenyi," Qiancheng Xuehui did not add the surname of the Buddhist monastery, and shook her head rather heavily: "The remnants of feudalism are terrible."

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