250. Chapter 250 Fighting every day gradually becomes a habit
Lan Xinyu: "...If you don't hit me for a day, will you die?"
"I hit you to make you thrive. What's more, what I just said was not to hit you, it was all just the truth. Sorry, Lan Xinyu, I have reached the eighth level of fighting spirit now." Ling Chuxi raised her eyebrows, Yun
He said a few words quietly.
Lan Xinyu huddled silently in the corner of the carriage and remained silent.
"What, are you stupid?" Ling Chuxi glanced at Lan Xinyu.
"No. I was thinking about how to get your birth date and stab your little straw man!" Lan Xinyu turned her head and said gloomily.
Ling Chuxi glanced at Lan Xinyu coldly, and said calmly: "I'll let you know why the flowers are so red and the grass is so green in a moment!"
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When they arrived at the other courtyard, Lan Xinyu got off the carriage, with one eye bruised and swollen, and followed Ling Chuxi into the house angrily. It was really frustrating. After trying so hard, she still couldn't beat Ling Chuxi. Facing Ling Yichen
Looking at Xia Zhuoyi's surprised look, Ling Chuxi looked calm, as if she hadn't hit him. In fact, she was secretly happy. Sure enough, she had to bully her own people, and she couldn't let outsiders bully her!
"Brother Fu, is it okay for this guy to live here recently? I'll let her go after the group match." Ling Chuxi said to Fu Chengyu, "This is Lan Xinyu."
"I've met the Ninth Prince. I'm sorry to bother you these days." Lan Xinyu smiled, but the etiquette was still in place.
"Um, Miss Lan, your eyes..." Fu Chengyu just opened his mouth to ask, when he saw Ling Yichen winking at him desperately. He suddenly realized something and stopped immediately.
Just like that, Lan Xinyu also moved in, preparing for the upcoming arena competition. After Lan Xinyu moved in, the other courtyard became more lively. Every day, you can hear Lan Xinyu's howling, and Lingchu
The noise of Xi fighting.
Fu Chengyu stood on the attic, looking at Ling Chuxi and Lan Xinyu who were having a great time fighting in the yard, and the corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously. He could hardly take his eyes away from Ling Chuxi, who was so full of life.
, this look is the most suitable for Chu Xi.
At this moment, Ling Chuxi and Lan Xinyu were discussing E Shulan's weapons.
I just took a quick glance that day and saw that the white light was a delicate little sword. When E Shulan came out, there was only a long sword at her waist and not the small sword. Why is this? What weapons does she have?
Is it a weird place?
"It's a small sword." Lan Xinyu said with certainty, "And the sword is so weird, as if it's alive."
"That's because he uses his fighting spirit well. Why don't you embarrass yourself if you live or die?" Ling Chuxi said with disdain.
Lan Xinyu choked and was speechless. She was now very able to bear the blows.
"But where did she retract her little sword?" Ling Chuxi frowned and thought. Since the fat dean specifically asked her, there must be something extraordinary about her.
"This E Shulan is very powerful." Lan Xinyu had to admit this, and then asked Ling Chuxi, "If you faced her, how sure are you of winning?"
"Guess." Ling Chuxi threw out this most commonly used sentence again.
"You win." Lan Xinyu said firmly.
"Fifty-fifty." Fu Chengyu, Ling Yichen, and Xia Zhuoyi came to them at some unknown time. Fu Chengyu said, "Because E Shulan's weapons are indeed extraordinary. I just heard about it."