The southern border reaches the Purple Star.

"Aren, what do you think of my new spiritual pattern?"

With a "clang", a girl in a yellow skirt rushed into the study room with brisk steps, and raised a spiritual pattern dagger in her hand as if to show off.

Ren Laifeng, who was dozing off in front of the desk, suddenly jumped up and suddenly sat up in a dying state: "Ah! I'm sorry, I just... eh? Is it Miss Xue?"

"Humph, have you been caught by me? Okay, everyone in the house is busy, but you are sleeping here. I will report you to my father... no, report you to the elders of the Northern Alliance!

"Xue Caiwei snorted softly.

"No, Miss Xue, you are my biological sister, no, my aunt, my little ancestor, please don't... Ouch, why are you hitting me?" Ren Laifeng was hit hard on the forehead midway through his words, and he couldn't help but

A cry of pain.

Xue Caiwei said with a dark face: "The more you scream, the older you get. I tell you, you are finished!"

Seeing her turn around and leave, Ren Laifeng hurriedly grabbed her arm, knelt down on one knee and said: "Sister Xue, please listen to my explanation... Oh, don't hit me! It hurts... No matter how I call you sister, you won't be happy either."

ah……"

At the 0.01 second before Xue Caiwei exploded, Ren Laifeng finally said in a hurry: "Huh? Look what I found? You carved this spiritual pattern quite well. The strength and arc are so perfect. Let me

Appreciate it carefully..."

"Really? I also think I performed particularly well this time!" Xue Caiwei suddenly smiled like a flower.

Ren Laifeng took the spirit pattern dagger from her hand, looked at the crooked lines on it, secretly twitched the corner of his mouth, and muttered: "Then how twisted are you when you don't perform well?

…”

"Huh?" Xue Caiwei seemed to have heard something, and her eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Ah, I mean, when you usually don't perform well, you are already quite good! Most people who study spiritual patterns for two or three years may not achieve results like yours!" Ren Laifeng squeezed out.

The most sincere expression.

"Hey, you will talk nonsense and make people happy." Xue Caiwei curled her lips disdainfully, but her tone revealed satisfaction.

She suddenly changed the subject: "By the way, I'm looking for you for a serious matter."

"What's the matter? I'll take care of it!" Ren Laifeng immediately patted his chest.

"I see that all the spirit pattern masters in the house are very busy, and I also want to help share some of the burden with you. Do you think that with my current level, if I can train again, I can draw spirit patterns for everyone?" Xue Caiwei said with a hint of hope.

.

"Uh...well...painting spirit patterns is a trivial matter. I don't think you can overdo it. You should train the Ziding Army more. Although the Daoling Tribe is sending people to negotiate with the Northern Alliance, the war should be over soon.

It’s time to start. A small matter like the spirit pattern, I can handle it if I work harder!” Ren Laifeng said with a smile.

"In the final analysis, I'm still not good enough..."

Xue Caiwei threw the dagger in her hand listlessly, and Ren Laifeng quickly rushed out to catch it, saying in an exaggerated tone: "You can't do it, Miss! This is the spiritual pattern you carved with your own hands, and it will be put up for auction.

You can't buy it with tens of millions of star coins, so don't give me such a precious thing!"

Xue Caiwei made a "puff" sound and laughed angrily at him: "Okay, Ren, as expected, you start talking glibly as soon as you wake up. As expected, I'd better report you."

"No, Miss! I will die. I will really be torn into pieces by my boss. Please leave me a way to survive..."

Ren Laifeng immediately offered his cheap knee, crying and wailing.

Xue Caiwei looked at him expressionlessly and didn't say anything. She let Laifeng howl for a minute, but seeing that it had no effect at all, she couldn't help but stood up and stepped aside in frustration, and said desperately: "Then I'm going to work..."

"Aren..." Xue Caiwei stopped him.

"Miss, do you have any other instructions?" Ren Laifeng said with a bitter face.

Xue Caiwei pursed her lips and whispered: "Aren, actually I know that you have always been a very procrastinating, lazy, and very afraid of trouble... But these days, I heard that you are often busy working most of the night, until dawn

I took a short break after the light came on..."

"I really want to report you. You are working too hard and you are no longer like the Aren you used to be. You are not the only spirit pattern master in the southern region. I will go and tell the elders of the Northern Alliance to let you take a day off and have a good rest.

"

Seeing Xue Caiwei striding away, Ren Laifeng couldn't help but froze, and hurriedly said: "Miss Xue, no need! It's okay. Everyone has been working very hard recently. I heard that there are many spiritual pattern masters in the royal family for a few days and nights.

I haven’t even closed my eyes, so it doesn’t matter to me, it’s just that I’m too lazy.”

Xue Caiwei waved her hand without looking back: "Okay, you'd better go back and sleep for a while. I'll ask someone to deliver some new spiritual weapons tomorrow."

Ren Laifeng opened his mouth, not knowing how to react. Suddenly, Xue Caiwei had walked far away.

"Miss! Miss...Hey, it turns out that you are here, miss."

A maid suddenly appeared from the corner of the corridor, looking extremely anxious.

"What's wrong?" Xue Caiwei frowned, having a bad feeling.

"The Marquis is looking for you. There is an urgent report from Duting Star. The Daoling Clan suddenly invaded in large numbers. Even though they were prepared in advance, the difference in strength was too great. They only had time to issue a warning. Duting Star should have fallen by now..."

The maid was so anxious that she didn't know what to do.

"What?!" Xue Caiwei was stunned, "Didn't it mean that the Daoling Tribe is still negotiating with the Northern Alliance..."

She suddenly came to her senses, lowered her head and murmured: "I see, taking advantage of negotiations to launch a surprise attack... It's really unexpected."

"The Marquis has already ordered troops at the martial arts field, and several elders from the Northern Alliance have also asked for instructions from the headquarters, saying that we should use the 'drag' strategy as much as possible to slow down the pace of the Dao Ling Tribe's attack and stabilize the rhythm of the war...

"

"I see."

Xue Caiwei raised her head again, her bright eyes full of determination.

She gently touched the space ring, and a green light poured out from it like a waterfall. In an instant, the light spread and covered her whole body.

After the green light subsided, Xue Caiwei was already wearing dark blue battle armor, with simple black spiritual patterns engraved on the armor, and her whole person's temperament also added a bit of murderous ferocity.

"Aren, I'm leaving." Xue Caiwei looked back at Ren Laifeng and put a long and narrow scimitar on her waist.

"You're not going to the front line, are you?" Ren Laifeng ran over in a few steps and said anxiously.

"I'm going to ask my father for instructions first. It's probably not my turn to be on the front line, but Bao Jupiter's side should be in urgent need of support. If it falls soon, Che Zixing will have to face the Dao Ling army directly, and it won't be far from retreating across the entire front."

Xue Caiwei said seriously.

"But, but that is also very dangerous!" Ren Laifeng mustered up his courage and said, "Can I go with you?"

"You? Just don't cause trouble for me! You can give us the greatest help by staying at the rear and trying to engrave more spiritual weapons."

Xue Caiwei patted the long knife beside her: "I won't say much more. The soul-killing knife you gave me before is very useful. I will use it to kill the enemy hard, so do your best."

She smiled brightly, and the red tassel on her blue helmet danced in the wind, following her figure.

"Miss Xue!" Ren Laifeng suddenly shouted.

"Huh?" Xue Caiwei turned half of her cheek.

"I...I..."

Ren Laifeng met her gaze, thousands of words suddenly fell back, and his mind suddenly went blank.

In the end, he just said without any momentum: "I will work hard too."

"Ha, if you dare not work hard, I will settle the matter with you. You used a false name to defraud me of five years of old accounts!"

After saying that, Xue Caiwei never looked back.

"Wait until I come back."

The lingering sound is still there, but the man has gone.

Ren Laifeng was left standing there for a long time, feeling lost.

"Ren Laifeng, you are such a coward!"

He slapped himself hard, his tone dejected, and he felt that he had never been so awake as at this moment.

Then, he raised his other hand and slowly spread it.

In the palm of his hand was the spirit-patterned dagger that looked like a child's graffiti.

"We will win..."

He didn't know who he was asking.

The wind whistled, but no one answered.

"We will definitely win."

Ren Laifeng raised his head, his face no longer confused.
Chapter completed!