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110. Discomfort

Finally, Chen Zhi walked away silently.

When Nalan Zhenyue saw this, she didn't take it to heart and followed Fatty Wenqing and the others back to her home.

"Don't you think Nan Jiu is a little strange?" Fatty said first.

"Well, in two months, how could you not only become a warrior, but still have such a high level?" Nalan Zhenyue wondered, could it be that Nan Jiu's experience was similar to her own?

What treasure did you get?

But the chance of this is really small.

Moreover, Nan Jiu looked at him in a particularly strange way.

Wen Qing said: "No matter what the reason is, it is a fact that he already has such strength. Tomorrow, maybe one of us will bump into him."

"Hey, how about I go talk to you?" the fat man said suddenly.

Nalan Zhenyue glared at him, and the fat man immediately felt guilty.

Huo Huo said: "Then Nanjiu definitely wants to fight with the lady. That look in his eyes today made me extremely uncomfortable."

Nalan Zhenyue groaned and said: "It doesn't matter if he and I bump into each other. But if you say it, Fatty, at least he won't dare to deal with you like Nalan Jing. Wen Qing, you should be more careful."

Wen Qing nodded, "I understand."

"Are you afraid?" Nalan Zhenyue thought for a while and asked again.

Wen Qing shook his head, "You saved my life thanks to Zhenyue, and I chose this path. There are more dangerous things than this. I'm not afraid."

Nalan Zhenyue tilted her head slightly and looked at the fat man, "Fat man, don't forget, you promised me!"

The flesh on the fat man's body trembled, "Don't worry, I will never let you down. No matter what, I will become one of the fifty people! Xiao Zhenyue, I have made you worry...

"The fat man smiled and said, "Xiao Zhenyue, you are so kind."

Nalan Zhenyue nodded, "Well, I know I'm good, so you can go back to the palace now!"

"..."

After the fat man left, Wen Qing also returned to his yard.

Nalan Zhenyue looked in the direction of the door thoughtfully.

Fatty has made rapid progress, and Wen Qing has made even greater progress, but it has just begun. There is still tomorrow's game and the final the day after tomorrow. What will happen in the end? No one knows.

Nan Jiu is someone to worry about. She would rather meet Nan Jiu tomorrow than Wen Qing.

Nan Jiu knew that Wen Qing was on her side. Even if he didn't know how to deal with Fatty, Wen Qing might be in danger.

Nalan Jing was so injured today that he would never be able to get out of bed within half a year.

It seems that she is still a little soft-hearted!!!

At night, Nalan Zhenyue continued to practice the secret skills. In terms of secret skills, she only practiced the seventh-level spiritual power secret skills. As a warrior, she did not practice secret skills. It’s not that she didn’t practice, it’s just that the Nalan family’s secret skills were all at a higher level.

Too low.

She must find the secret skills of a warrior that suits her.

In the middle of the night when he was practicing the secret mental skills, the discomfort came back. Huo Huo was sleeping in the mental space and felt it. When he came out, Nalan Zhenyue just spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Huohuo was shocked. He looked at Nalan Zhenyue and found that her face was pale and there was no blood at all. The blood was so delicate that it stained her clothes red.

"Madam, what's wrong with you?"

Nalan Zhenyue's expression looked painful and she shook her head slightly.
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