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Chapter 472 Ashes

Now he didn't expect that the two of them would collide in this situation.

Subconsciously, he blocked the little girl behind him. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that this person had an ulterior motive for Qibao.

Regardless of whether he has any purpose, if he dares to touch Qibao, he will never make it easy for him.

"Xiao Qi, this powder seems to be ashes." Leng Wushang also came over, stretched out his hand and twisted it, frowning slightly, how could there be ashes in this tree?

He raised his head and scanned the big tree. The old tree in front of him had dry and black bark and messy branches.

It is more than 30 meters high, and the tree pole is so thick that even ten people holding hands may not be able to hug it.

Leng Wuyou also narrowed his eyes slightly. This tree is very strange. Although it is no different from other trees, but when you stand in front of it and observe it carefully, you will find that there is a strange aura lingering around it.

She and Leng Wushang looked at each other, and both saw the same meaning expressed in each other's eyes.

"Break it."

Leng Wuyou smiled slightly and said, "I'll do it."

"Okay." Leng Wushang responded, stretched out his hand to rub Leng Wuyou's head, and smiled warmly.

Jun Moyuan turned around and saw such a scene, and his face immediately darkened. Why were there so many annoying people everywhere?

Leng Wushang caught Jun Moyuan's gaze and raised his eyebrows at him proudly.

Because he was too anxious about Xiao Qi's injury before, he didn't pay attention to Jun Moyuan's attitude towards Xiao Qi, but this time they met again, he found that Jun Moyuan was too close to Xiao Qi, and his attitude was not like that of ordinary friends.

Some, on the contrary, it is a bit like... between lovers...

Realizing his own thoughts, his face suddenly turned ugly and turned blue and white.

He asked where that weird feeling came from. This shameless man was actually thinking about his Xiao Qi.

Judging from his Xiao Qi's attitude, it seemed that the two were already together, and he could also see that Xiao Qi trusted this man very much.

Secretly grinding his teeth, how could this Leng Wuqing be the second brother? Even Xiao Qi was kidnapped.

He also said that the most scheming and shady guy is just a fool in his opinion.

The more he thought about Leng Wushang, the more he held his breath. He wished he could run to Canglong Academy immediately and beat that guy to death with a hammer.

Leng Wuqing, who was thinking about how to refine weapons in the weapon refining pavilion of Canglong Academy, suddenly sneezed and shook his hands. He threw the weapon refining materials that should not have been placed into the weapon refining furnace. His expression changed and he didn't even think about it.

Thinking about it, he got up and ran outside, crying in his heart, "Ah, who is it? It's really unlucky that you miss me at this time..."

The thoughts in his mind were chattering endlessly, and his body was running fast enough, but no matter how fast he ran, he couldn't run as fast as the furnace.

When he just stepped out of the door with one foot, he heard a loud bang behind him, a thick puff of smoke, and a miserable roar, "No!"

This violent explosion immediately attracted the attention of people in the adjacent weapon refining rooms and students in groups of three or three nearby.

In just a few minutes, a lot of people gathered here.

A man pushed through the crowd and walked out. He was a twenty-year-old young man, dressed in an elegant navy blue robe. He was tall and straight, and looked like an elegant scholar, standing modestly.

However, his handsome face had a haughty expression, the corners of his mouth were curved in a mocking way, and his pair of gray-blue eyes that resembled those of a mixed-race person looked down from above. This kind of performance directly overturned the appearance of an elegant scholar.

He raised his eyes and looked at the room filled with thick smoke. His tone sounded like a good persuasion, but the words he spoke were particularly harsh.
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