The old man shook his head: "Even so, the function of the prohibition should be the physical surface or the sea of ​​consciousness, and it should not be the heart."

Su Qinwu let out a faint sigh.

The feeling of being grabbed by someone's heart was so terrible that she didn't want to experience it again.

But obviously the doctor can't solve her problem.

She has to find another way.

When I returned to the college, it was already setting sun. The white macaque flowers outside the school were pure, cold and noble in the golden light.

When the macaque flowers bloom, they are not accompanied by green leaves, so cold that people dare not approach them. They are not noble in their identities, but they are proud in their hearts.

After watching it for a long time, I feel that although it is not gentle, it is better than gentle.

It's a bit similar to Lan Zeyi.

Su Qinwu thought about it and walked directly to Lan Zeyi's schoolhouse.

Lan Zeyi's school is the first in the south. Outside the window is the hottest mince flowers. At this moment, the window is open, and Su Qinwu didn't knock on the door and walked directly to the window.

He happened to be sitting by the window reading a book. He suddenly saw her, his eyes were slightly surprised, and then he smiled brightly: "Are you back?"

Su Qinwu nodded, took out a spiritual coin card and handed it to him: "I sold some spiritual grass. I'll split it into two, half for you, and half for me."

Lan Zeyi did not answer, but said, "Let's talk."

Su Qinwu was too lazy to go around the main entrance, so she directly supported her hand on the windowsill and jumped up, sat on the window, and smiled at him, "Do you think I look like Zhang Sheng who jumped over the wall?"

Lan Zeyi thought something: "Zhang Sheng should be a man?"

Su Qinwu: “…”

Forget it, she said nothing.

Lan Zeyi's schoolhouse is very different from that of teenagers of the same age.

His schoolhouse was as clean and neat as if no one had lived in it, and his personal belongings were barely visible.

The only one is the glass bottle placed on the table, with branches that he used to use as a weapon.

She was a little curious about his weapon, so she came over to look at it, but inadvertently smelled the rich spiritual energy - the glass bottle contained the herbal spiritual liquid!

Su Qinwu was instantly shocked by his rich spirit.

For a moment, she felt a little embarrassed to give the spiritual coin card in her hand.

Although it is a lot of money, it is obviously not enough for him to maintain his weapon.

She wants to make money!

But no matter what, the spiritual coin card was his labor income, so she forced it into his hands.

When he was stuffed, he touched his slender fingertips, and Su Qinwu's heart thrilled, thinking that the angina pectoris would suddenly occur again, so she hurriedly pulled her hand back.

However, there is no abnormality in the body.

Raising her eyes, she met Lan Zeyi's somewhat injured eyes, and she hurriedly said, "I don't dislike you... Uh, that's not what I mean."

Saying more and more wrong, Su Qinwu simply held his hand: "Really."

Lan Zeyi lowered his eyes and looked at the hands that were shaking between the two of them. After a moment, Qingqing asked lightly: "Is that true?"

Su Qinwu hurriedly said, "Believe me, I just encountered some problems."

If the curse was under the little Danxian, then he might have gotten involved.

She simply told the situation.

Lan Zeyi pondered: "Maybe it's not a curse, but a soul contract, you've breached the contract."

Su Qinwu was even more confused. Why didn’t she know when she had made a soul contract?

Because in the original work, Ye Ling branded a slave contract in the original soul, and she had always hated similar things, and she could not give others the opportunity to do this.

unless--

Su Qinwu remembered that when she was defeated by Ye Ling, she was hit on the chest by Ye Ling.

Could it be that she was plotted against by Ye Ling at that time?
Chapter completed!