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Chapter 225 Umbrella in the rain

In the original work, the Spirit Emperor has been supporting him and not sleeping. The Red Peony has been dormant for half a year before taking action.

Even so, Hong Mudan was still unable to conquer Ling Emperor's subordinates after obtaining the position of Ling Emperor. Instead, she was chased and fled everywhere. If she hadn't met Ye Ling, she would have died long ago.

In other words, the Spirit Emperor is not as fragile as he imagined.

Now Red Peony backfired because of the Purple Mandala incident, and he was half a year ahead of his life, and his chances of winning will be smaller.

Unless Ye Ling arrives early—

Logically speaking, Ye Ling would not have arrived early, but she has done so many things that are different from the original plot. Who knows if Ye Ling will?

Su Qinwu's expression suddenly shook: "Let's go down and take a look."

She had just walked with Dongfang Hongyin in her arms for a while when she saw someone walking towards her with an umbrella.

Before the person arrived, the faint pressure around him made his scalp numb and he wanted to retreat.

This is a spiritual powerhouse who is no less than the Spirit Emperor.

Su Qinwu felt a sense of vigilance. When people approached, the person under the umbrella showed a elegant and thin face. Su Qinwu unexpectedly raised her eyebrows.

It turned out to be Takehiko.

Having such a strong pressure is definitely far superior to her, which means he deliberately lost to her before?

Su Qinwu's expression was not obvious: "You need an umbrella, too?"

Takehiko handed her the umbrella in her hand: "I've given it to you. I'm late, sorry."

Su Qinwu didn't want the little white fox to consume too much spiritual power, so she took the umbrella and said, "Thank you."

She raised her eyes and looked at the umbrella in her hand.

The very exquisite eight-bone bamboo umbrella, the color of the umbrella is green and verdant, like jasper, decorated with natural stars, the umbrella surface is slightly gray, painted with light and delicate bamboo, elegant and unique.

What made her care was that the bamboo used for the umbrella bone was exactly the same as the bamboo plate, bamboo and bamboo cup used by Lan Zeyi.

She suddenly realized something: "This bamboo is…?"

Zhu Ji Jing said lightly: "Made from the bamboo on your left arm that was broken by you."

Su Qinwu: “…”

His body is bamboo.

He used his own body to make tableware for Lan Zeyi.

Obviously, his relationship with Lan Zeyi is not just what he said before, "barely considers a friend."

Su Qinwu couldn't help asking: "What is the relationship between you and Lan Zeyi?"

Zhu Ji Jing said softly: "I grew up watching him. I made the bamboo tableware in his hand for him. This is the only one in the world."

Su Qinwu was slightly stunned. No wonder she attacked him when she was eating the spirit chicken, but he did not resist, but instead indulged her to break his arm.

Because he had known for a long time that she was really Lan Zeyi's friend.

Su Qinwu thought, feeling a little glad.

If she hadn't invited him to eat the spirit chicken and hadn't taken out the bamboo knife and bamboo wool, he wouldn't have seen it.

Or, if Lan Zeyi hadn't specially found someone to create a pair of tableware exactly like him for her, Zhu Ji Jing would have no idea.

Then she probably won't be able to use Zhu Ji Jing's level at this level.

Su Qinwu felt a little guilty: "Sorry, I did it before without saying hello."

Zhu Ji Jing didn't take it seriously: "It's okay, it will grow out soon."

Su Qinwu: “…”

Are all the spiritual races so cruel?

Or is he more ruthless?

Su Qinwu looked up at the valley where she was still fighting bloody, and asked the most concerned question: "Are humans coming here today?"

Takehime shook his head: "No."

Su Qinwu breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

She asked again: "I want to go down and see?"
Chapter completed!
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