Bo Cixin laughed, her laughter as sweet as a silver bell. She pursed her thin lips and said, "My dear friend, I'm joking with you. I don't know how to read minds. In fact, these things just appear on your face."
It’s already been written.”
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"My dear, do you know who is coming to the martial arts conference this time?" Bo Cixin knew that this person who has been around for a long time would know more or less.
Chi Jinxiao's cold lips asked Bo Cixin without any warmth: "Are you planning to attend the martial arts conference?"
"I have this idea, after all, the opportunity is rare. I don't have the same concerns as my benefactor, but I'm afraid I don't have the ability." Bo Cixin nodded and raised his eyebrows invisibly.[
"You know yourself very well." Chi Jinxiao glanced at Bo Cixin and said something like this, which also meant that Bo Cixin was self-aware and knew that he was not capable.
Bo Cixin naturally understood what Chi Jinxiao meant, and she was not angry. She had never said that she was the strongest. In the Demasili continent, strong people abound, and she is indeed not the one now.
The strongest, but one day she will definitely stand at the top. She will never allow herself to be stepped on by others.
"Yes, if I had the ability of my benefactor, I would definitely participate without blinking an eye." Bo Cixin teased Chi Jinxiao with his words, and there was a bit of sourness in his tone.
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Chi Jinxiao turned his head away and looked at the dishes on the table. In fact, eating these things made him feel a little bit uninterested. He held the chopsticks coldly, indifferently, and started eating while ignoring Bo Cixin.
"Hey, I didn't expect that such a handsome and powerful benefactor would be afraid of death." Bo Cixin sat there alone and muttered to himself, sighing and lamenting to himself.
"I originally thought I could see my benefactor and see the strong men at the martial arts conference, but now it seems there is no hope, hey." Bo Cixin said with a feeling of regret, shaking his head.
"It seems that this martial arts competition is not interesting, so I won't go."
"This is the first time in my life that I want to participate in a martial arts competition with high hopes, but in the end there are no real strong people. It's really boring, boring."
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Chi Jinxiao had no reaction at first. The more he heard what Bo Cixin said, the more depressed he became. At first, he didn't think that his not participating in the martial arts competition had anything to do with this little girl.
As a result, after hearing what Bo Cixin said, he felt that if he didn't go, he would really let her down and make her particularly sad.
Chi Jinxiao couldn't help but feel even more irritable. He was already entangled in this matter, but there was someone here who was chattering away and pouring ecstasy soup to him. Anyone else would be depressed.
Chi Jinxiao put her chopsticks on the table and didn't intend to eat, just to see how long the little girl could talk.