Fuxi finally felt relieved, walked up with a smile, and said with a smile: "Awesome, I actually vomited blood, but do you really want to give me something as good as the Peiyuan Pill?"
Murong Feixue rolled her eyes at him, put the Peiyuan Pill away, and said dissatisfiedly: "I originally planned to give it to you, but I am in a bad mood today, so I won't give it to you. Sisters, let's go."
Murong Feixue said hello, and Yan Niang, Xin Yue, and Hua Hua naturally followed them without stopping for a moment. Murong Feixue was the one who followed him.
No one expected that Murong Feixue would play such a trick. They were all frozen when they were about to say thank you, and watched the four of them go away in a daze.
"Uh, what's going on?" Fu Xi felt a little aggrieved and gritted his teeth, his brows knitted into an 'eight' shape.
"Don't pay attention to this vulgar woman. Brother Fu, if Fenglian doesn't see you for one day, it's like three autumns. Can you play the octagon for me?"
The super beauty next to Fuxi came up to her, her voice was as soft as cotton candy. Fuxi laughed, ignored Murong Feixue and others, and went straight to play his piano. For a moment, the Qingguo Tower was filled with laughter.
There was the sound of silk and bamboo again, and there was a roar of people.
Murong Feixue returned to Baihua Tower angrily, feeling annoyed as she listened to the bursts of laughter there.
"Why is Sister Feixue so angry?" This is the first time that Yan Niang and Xin Yue have seen Murong Feixue angry. Murong Feixue is usually very talkative and has no airs at all. She suddenly became angry, and both of them felt a little at a loss.
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"Of course you're angry, meow. This brothel boy saw you being bullied by Ning Qingqing, but he didn't even come forward to help. He even whispered to that pretty girl. I'm really pissed off."
Murong Feixue sat down on the stool angrily, suddenly remembered something, and then happily took out the little finger stick wrapped in a piece of fresh paper.
"What is this?" The two of them were about to offer some words of comfort, but unexpectedly, Murong Feixue took out this thing again, and their eyes were immediately attracted.
"It must be rich gold." Huahua still knew a little bit about her young lady. She didn't know how Murong Feixue did it, but she just believed that this was Ning Qingqing's lost rich gold.
"Yes, this is the rich gold. Even though it is so small, it is several times heavier than gold of the same size." As he spoke, Murong Feixue tore open the fresh paper, revealing a golden gold bar.
This slender gold bar was wrapped in fresh paper and could not be seen. Once it was revealed, everyone could see that it was shaking slightly, like jelly.
"As expected of rich gold, it has such good adhesion." Murong Feixue pulled the small gold bar with both hands, and the rich gold was stretched like a rubber band. As soon as he let go, it returned to its original shape.
"Adamantine has excellent properties after being cooled, and it's also very elastic. If you want to regain its properties, you must at least use ultra-high-temperature fire to melt it. Sister Feixue, this is a good material." Mu Fu.
Xi Dao has read a lot of books and knows a lot about this wealthy man.
"Never mind it, keep it for now. Anyway, it's Ning Qingqing who's the one with the biggest blame. Let's go, take a shower and go to sleep."
The four girls cheered and ran to the bathroom.
The next day was the long-awaited freshman orientation meeting. Nothing happened that night, and the few simple touch formations set up by Murong Feixue were not used.
