Sometimes what you think is the truth may not be the truth?!
What does this mean? Ling Chuxi was suddenly shocked. Could it be that what Aunt Wang said was not true? Did Aunt Wang lie to herself?
"Aunt Wang lied to me? About my mother?" Ling Chuxi asked with a frown.
"We can't say that." Jin Buhuan shook his head, "There is nothing we can do."
Ling Chuxi's heart sank. Although Jin Buhuan answered like this, she already had speculations in her mind. If Aunt Wang hadn't lied to her, then even Aunt Wang wouldn't know the truth of the matter.
"Miss Ling Chuxi, the promise made by our Fengyan Society is valid for all eternity. If you want to inquire about something, you can use this token to show it to the shopkeeper at Qibao Tower in the capital." After Jin Buhuan finished speaking, he took out a
The small and exquisite token was handed to Ling Chuxi. This promise that is valid for all lifetimes is very heavy. If Ling Chuxi did not use this promise when he was alive, then Ling Chuxi's descendants can still rely on this token
Find the Fengyan Club to help them fulfill their previous commitments.
"Miss Ling Chuxi, I'm really sorry, we at Fengyan Club can't do anything." Jin Buhuan apologized again.
"Then, besides you..." Ling Chuxi asked with a glimmer of hope. Is there any other way to find out besides them?
"Miss Ling Chuxi, let me give you a piece of advice. You can find the answer you want to know by yourself, but the premise is that you are very strong and can protect yourself." Jin Buhuan said with a solemn face, "Your talent is indeed
It’s amazing that at this age, you are already at the seventh level of fighting spirit, but it’s not enough.”
Jin Buhuan left after a while. Ling Chuxi looked at the token in her hand, her mind already drifting away. What on earth is going on? Why can't Feng Yan Club find out the news about her parents, and Ling Wushang's?
thing.
"Chu Xi, are you okay?" Ling Yichen looked at Ling Chuxi who was distracted and asked worriedly.
"It's okay." Ling Chuxi came back to her senses, rubbed the token in her hand, and a smile suddenly broke out on her face, "Things will eventually come to light one day, and there is no point in me struggling here." Yes, here.
There is no point in being entangled. What she has to do now is to make herself stronger and find the answer by herself. But Ling Chuxi has a vague feeling in her heart that her life experience is not that simple.
This matter was put aside for the time being, and the next time was to prepare to report to Fengyun College.
Fengyun College, turbulent and turbulent, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, this place is where the elites of the Southern Xia Kingdom gather. Not only students from Whitestone College come here to exchange and study, but also students from other colleges come to exchange and study. Students who come to exchange and study,
All of them are elites from the original academy. This leads to some conflicts.
Such as the challenge and competition between the elites of the colleges. However, what surprised Ling Chuxi was that there were actually people in the temple studying at Fengyun College! They were the servants of the gods, or the servants for short. The temple has twelve powers.
A superb, pure and pure girl is the messenger of God. This position has extremely high honor and status. Ling Chuxi was a little surprised that Fengyun Academy also had a God.
On the first day of registration, Ling Chuxi saw the godly attendant. A snow-white carriage, pulled by four snow-white horses, stopped at the entrance of Fengyun College. Immediately, a servant brought a footstool to wait.
The people in the carriage got out. This scene is not small.