Chapter 74 077: If your brain is not good enough, just make up for it.
Gu Le saluted Dexuan, turned around and ordered his students to hold Bohua, and the group entered the miasma.
The people of Fengyue Village looked at each other. The eldest lady was frightened out of her mind, and the owner of the village was beaten unconscious. Then they... after thinking about it, they stepped forward to lift the two of them and hurriedly entered the miasma.
It's so embarrassing. From now on, Fengyue Village will probably become the biggest laughing stock in the world.
When they return, they must not stay in Fengyue Village.
Song Qing walked to the entrance of the miasma and stopped.
"What's wrong?" Wei Yuan asked.
Song Qing didn't answer. She looked back at Yu Wushuang, who was standing there with an indifferent expression. She frowned tightly and walked over.
Wei Yuan also looked over there. He no longer knew how to describe this woman.
He was extremely disgusted with her when she chased after him before, but today he realized that her whole body seemed to be glowing, and she could catch people's attention just by looking at her.
For so many years, he has never understood her. Is it too late now?
With this thought in mind, he secretly decided that when he got out, he would definitely ask his mother to go to the Song Mansion to propose marriage in person.
No matter how much she quibbles, he feels that a person who has liked him since childhood cannot change so easily. As long as he takes a strong drug, she will definitely accept it.
Women are not always duplicitous.
Zhang Xiang and other disciples from Fenggu Academy surrounded Yu Wushuang and said something to each other, and their words were full of admiration.
Yu Wushuang's head hurt from their quarrel, so she withdrew with a smile.
The brothers are so enthusiastic...
"Little girl, what technique did you just use?" Jing Shengze's eyes were bright, he was very curious and a little worried that she would go astray.
"It's not a Kung Fu method," she said.
"If it's not a Kung Fu method, what is it?"
He didn't feel anything except murderous aura just now. Could it be that murderous aura can transform into weapons?
"It's just a weapon with gravity."
"cough……"
Jing Shengze's face twitched. Is it really a weapon? A weapon with murderous intent? How did it change?
He really had never heard of it.
"Human, if your brain is not good enough, you should replenish it. Don't be weird all day long and look like a fool." Yu Wushuang poked his head and smiled at him.
Although he didn't directly say that he was a fool, his smile was already obvious.
"..."
Jing Shengze was choked like this and couldn't laugh or cry. He had been regarded as a genius in cultivation since he was a child, but he became a fool when he came to her?
Suddenly, thinking about the weapons she mentioned, I really started to doubt my life.
Is there any other breath in this world that can transform into something other than fear energy and spiritual beasts?
Yu Wushuang felt that even if she talked about technological weapons, they would not be able to digest them. Even a modern person would not be able to understand the perverted technology of the hidden family.
They have the world's top team and the most superhuman technical design. For thousands of years, no one has ever questioned the family's dominance.
"I want to talk to you." Song Qing walked up to her and said coldly.
Yu Wushuang held her chest with both hands, stared at her with a half-smile, and said slowly: "Okay."
Song Qing turned around and left, and Yu Wushuang followed behind him unhurriedly.
Someone who didn't even bother to look at her before took the initiative to find her, and she was a little curious about what Song Qing would talk to her about.
The two of them walked not far away, and Song Qing stopped. She turned her back to her and remained silent.
"Sister, you won't take me here to enjoy the breeze, right?" Yu Wushuang leaned against the tree, a little lazy.
Song Qing turned around, with a delicate little face as cold as ice, and her voice also had a lot of coldness: "What on earth is going on with that skill of yours."