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The Dragon King of Ziming solemnly bowed: "The little king returns to the dragon's tomb first and wait for your arrival."

The Purple Ming Dragon King instantly turned into a purple dragon and soared into the sky. The Apocalypse King also turned into a silver dragon and flew to the royal court.

The chinchilla was left alone there, lonely and lonely. The chinchilla looked at the direction of his friend's departure, heard the bell of the Apocalypse Royal Court summoning his clan members, and looked down at his lame legs.

It took her a long time to take back all her thoughts, return to the orchard, and continue to patiently trim the branches of the Longyuan Fruit Tree.

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Lan Xin felt that she had a long dream. In the dream, she sang all the way and wrote articles that even the examiners praised, thus leading the high school rankings.

Wearing a red top scholar uniform, a black black hat, and riding a tall horse on the streets of the imperial capital, he accepted everyone's congratulations.

...

When she opened her eyes, she was already in a comfortable bed, covering her head in a warm quilt, she felt very enjoyable.

Looking back at what happened at night, she remembered the woman in white who seemed like a goddess, the sword of Minsheng with a jade-like sword, and the uncontrollable right hand...

Lan Xin suddenly came to her senses and touched her chest, but was surprised to find that there were no wounds.

It was strange that at night, the woman in white was obviously controlled by the woman in white and stabbed her in her chest with the sword of Mercy. Why was it gone?

So real, so impressive things are always dreaming, right?

Seeing that no one was in the room, Lan Xin gently pulled out her underwear and looked inside. Then she found that there were faint pink marks on her chest, which looked a bit like the flesh she had just grown.

When I recalled the coma, I felt the majestic dragon roar in my ears, and I seemed to feel a warm energy to help her heal her wounds. Lan Xin suddenly realized.

Wow, even though he was clearly pierced by a sword, he recovered so quickly?

This world is so fantastic!

But she was still a little confused. Since the woman in white was going to kill herself, why did she control the sword of Mercy to stab her right chest?

Isn't the heart usually on the left?

Even if her heart is on the right, how can the woman in white know?

Lan Xin's mind was filled with mud, and she felt that this time was really unlucky. This time, she had learned from the previous lessons and took the guards out of the house. The only guard was easily transferred away by the woman in white.

She easily controlled herself and let herself stab herself with a sword?

The reason why she did this was to make a piece of jade that she had never seen before?

Forget it, I don’t think about it anymore. Let’s give my mother and father a headache! Anyway, I was injured, so my mother would definitely not give up.

Lan Xin felt relieved when she thought about this, but when she touched the wound on her chest intentionally or unintentionally again, her face suddenly changed drastically.

She immediately crawled out of the warm quilt, searching for things in her clothes, on the bed, and in the quilt.

"Why is the purse my uncle sent missing? It's such a big piece of gold!" Lan Xin was so anxious that her heart hurt, and tears were brewing in her eyes.

While searching for it without any image, the door suddenly opened. It was Qi Yuanke who took Wei Zheng and walked in with the medicine.

Lan Xin quickly pretended to turn over, sat up, and looked at her father calmly with a smile.

"Father, you are here!"

"Xin'er, you're awake. Come on, drink the medicine and it will get better sooner." Qi Yuanke took the medicine from Wei Zheng's hand and came to Lan Xin.

Lan Xin looked at the black medicine, saw the candied fruit and red fruit next to the medicine bowl, and drank the bitter medicine obediently.

After drinking the medicine in pain, Qi Yuanke fed her two candied fruits, and she felt a little better.

Seeing that she had eaten the red fruit to treat the hidden wounds, Qi Yuanke asked with concern: "Xin'er, does it still hurt?"

"Father, my daughter feels sorry." Lan Xin stared at her gentle face and frowned.

Seeing Qi Yuanke's face change, Lan Xin continued, "Father, my uncle and daughter's red envelope is gone, I feel sorry for you."

Qi Yuanke snorted coldly: "You are still young, I will keep the Red Packet Father for you. Lying down and absorbing the medicine."

What a familiar sentence!
Chapter completed!