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Chapter 28 Daily life, about the contract

One is a small test for new students three months after admission, and the other is a general test for the whole college in January of the following year.

The top ten in the quiz will receive additional rewards in addition to promotion.

The top 100 players in the grand test can be promoted to a higher level.

Of course there are rewards but also penalties. Those who finish ten in the small test and one hundred in the big test will be demoted to one grade. Those who are below the lower grade will be deprived of the qualification to practice.

"squeak……"

"Zhizhi."

The familiar cry drew the little guy's attention out of the book.

"Huh?" The little guy hugged the black mink that was jumping on her head and gently placed it on the table.

"Zhizhi? Zhizhi." Xuan Diao straightened up and placed his paws on his hips, his face full of displeasure.

"I didn't hear it. I accidentally saw it. I was fascinated." The little guy gently stroked Xuan Diao's back soothingly.

Xuan Diao turned away from the little guy, his tone still dissatisfied: "Zhizhi."

"Okay." Seeing Xuan Diao's tail swinging gently on the table, the little guy knew that Xuan Diao had calmed down, so he agreed and got up to prepare for cooking.

The aroma of meat fat began to spread in the air. Xuan Diao lay on the table and looked at the busy little guy, yawning lazily.

Since the little guy started practicing, he has become more and more lazy about eating.

Her current cultivation level has not yet reached the stage where she can live without grains. The filling of spiritual energy only temporarily suppresses her hunger, but does not actually meet her body's needs. It is not good to continue like this.

It seems that she needs it to remind her to cook on time.

The little humans of the human race are troublesome. Fortunately, it's his little guy, otherwise he wouldn't bother to bother with it.

"It's time to eat."

Xuan Diao jumped down, and the wind swept through the remaining clouds!

Time flew by quickly, and Jiuhua rarely went out that day. He sat in the small courtyard, stroking Xuan Mink's smooth fur, and chatting with Qing Ling.

"This world is peaceful."

Qingling brews good tea for Jiuhua.

"It's just a little less fun." Jiuhua took a sip and just held it in his hand to play with, "The sect that manages this world seems to be called the Wan Dao Sect. I went shopping, and it seems to have the character of a famous and upright sect."

"Human races are not all the same. They seem to be far away from the world, with bright moon and clear breeze, but in fact they are full of intrigues and smog." Qing Ling lowered her eyes and drank tea, hiding the sarcasm in her eyes.

Jiuhua shook his head and said nothing, just chuckled helplessly.

At this time, a weak spiritual energy wave spread from the north of the courtyard.

"The little guy has now reached the Great Perfection of practicing Qi."

"This is the second month."

Jiuhua raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "What? Too slow?"

"I don't mean that. She has compressed the spiritual energy in her body to the extreme. The purity of the spiritual energy is not much worse than that of cultivators in the main world. It is really rare to be able to practice at such a speed."

"The foundation of the little guy is indeed incomparable to those of cultivators in this small world." Jiuhua put down the tea cup, "How are you doing with the things you collected before?"

"That's almost it."

"Um."

Jiuhua got up and walked towards the little guy's room.

Finally freed from Jiuhua's clutches, Xuan Diao shook his body and stretched greatly.

Qing Ling glanced lightly: "Aren't you going to take a look?"

Xuan Diao yawned lazily: "Zhizhi."

After getting along for a while, the relationship between the two demons has eased a lot, and they can at least occasionally talk to each other normally.

After asking casually, Qing Ling went on to drink tea, enjoying the cool breeze and the bright moonlight, enjoying herself.

Seeing that Qing Ling had no intention of taking the initiative to chat, Xuan Diao secretly rolled his eyes and started the conversation first.

"Zhizhi?"

"Main Realm? There should be many records in your inheritance."

"Zhizhi, zhizhi." Xuan Diao nodded, but the things recorded in the inheritance were all from a long time ago, and he was quite curious about what the main world is like now.

"There's nothing to say." Qing Ling replied calmly, "If you have the chance, you can see for yourself."

After hearing this, Xuan Diao just wanted to scratch Qing Ling's claws. Waiting for it to go to the main world, I don't know how long it will be, maybe it won't be able to go in this life. Is the boundary wall so easy to break through? Cultivation is so easy

?

"I have read the records, and if I remember correctly, your family chose to leave the main world on your own."

Xuan Diao feels that Qingling is a pot that cannot be opened or picked up, so can he make a choice? That is called being forced and helpless!

"Zhizhizhi!" Xuan Diao retorted angrily.

"I see. It's a good thing you were able to adopt that little guy in the first place."

"Zhizhi?" Xuan Diao glared in displeasure, suspecting that this guy said that on purpose.

Noticing Xuan Diao's gaze, Qing Ling looked back calmly: "I'm very curious as to why you signed a blood contract with her."

Recalling the reason why he signed the contract with the little guy in the first place, Xuan Diao didn't know how to speak. He made a general and perfunctory sentence and quickly changed the subject: "Zhizhi. Zhizhi? Zhizhizhi."

Hearing Xuan Diao's question, Qing Ling took a sip of tea and said slowly: "I signed a contract with her."

"Squeak?" Xuan Diao's eyes suddenly lit up and his ears pricked up. He couldn't figure out whether Qing Ling and Jiu Hua were masters, servants or friends. They both felt similar, but they didn't feel the same.

"Same as you."

"Zhizhi?" Xuan Diao was even more confused.

"So what, she is my master." Qingling lowered her eyes, "Always has been."

Xuan Diao didn't bother to delve into their relationship. Anyway, their relationship was unusual. Compared with this, it was more curious about the main world.

But after that, Qing Ling ignored her and obviously had no intention of chatting.

Xuan Diao's curiosity was half-suspended and she felt extremely uncomfortable.

Sure enough, it doesn't get along with this guy, so it's better to ask that woman.

Xuan Diao was about to go find Jiuhua, when Jiuhua came out with the little guy.

Xuan Diao went up to meet the little guy and jumped on the little guy's shoulder: "Zhizhi."

The little guy nodded, stroked Xuan Diao's soft hair with one hand, and said, "I will be in seclusion for a period of time."

"Squeak?" Xuan Diao was dumbfounded. What state is this little guy in? Does he need to retreat?

"We need to cut off external contact." The little guy pursed his lips, "Our contract induction also needs to be temporarily cut off."

"Squeak!"

Upon hearing this, Xuan Diao realized something was wrong and firmly opposed it.

It looked at the smiling Jiuhua with an unkind look: "Zhizhi?"

"Hey, the little guy asked for it this time, so you can't blame me." Jiuhua smiled slightly provocatively.

Xuan Diao snorted, disbelief written all over his face.

"It is indeed my own request."

The little guy spoke again, causing Xuan Diao to look at her in surprise.

"Zhizhi?"

"I want to practice a skill during this period of retreat."

"Zhizhi? Zhizhi!" What kind of ghost technique requires cutting off the induction, I don't agree, I firmly disagree!

When the little guy made his decision, he knew that Xuan Diao would not agree so easily.

While smoothing Xuan Diao's fur, she reassured him: "Don't worry, Jiuhua is here, everything will be fine."

"Zhizhi!" Xuan Diao narrowed his eyes and asked, "Zhizhi?"

"No. It's just that there can't be any interruption during the practice."

Xuan Diao used her toes to think and knew that the little guy was not telling the truth. He was indeed led astray by these two guys.

"Zhizhi?"

"I don't know, about half a year."

"Zhizhi?!" Xuan Diao suddenly felt that there was one more reason to object.

"Squeak? Squeak? Squeak?"

After throwing down several questions in a row, it was obvious that Xuan Diao really wanted to give up the idea of ​​the little guy going into seclusion right away.


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