Long Qingyue had just finished her morning exercise when she saw Long Qingyu coming from outside the gate, "Xiaoyue, why are you doing your morning exercise again and don't even know how to take a rest?"
He took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat from Long Qingyue's forehead, his expression gentle and full of doting.
Long Qingyue smiled and said nothing, enjoying the tenderness and love of him wiping her sweat. When she saw a layer of worry between Long Qingyu's brows, she couldn't help but be startled. Her brother has always been smart, and he is also good at martial arts.
He is very talented, what could make him unhappy?
Although he hid well, he was still discovered by Long Qingyue.
"Brother, how have you been practicing lately?"
Long Qingyu was a little surprised that his sister suddenly cared about his cultivation, but he still answered truthfully, "I have entered the intermediate stage from the elementary level of Seven-Star Spirit Master. As long as I work hard for a few more months, I should be able to become the eighth level."
Star Controller."
My brother's cultivation is going smoothly. Is it because he is troubled by other things?
"Brother is so awesome, your instructor must have praised you highly! If there is anything new and interesting in the school today, please tell me. I am almost bored to death when I stay at home every day."
Long Qingyue was greatly ashamed. If modern people saw the coquettish expression of the top killer in the world of killers, they would be so shocked that their eyes would fall down.
"That's right. My tutor even praised me for being a genius today." Long Qingyu's eyebrows were filled with joy and pride. After all, he was only seventeen years old. If he were still in high school in modern times, the smile on his face
As soon as he closed it, he seemed to have thought of something angry.
When he raised his head to look at Long Qingyue, the anger on his face had subsided, and his expression was a little more apologetic, "Xiaoyue, today my brother saw a five-hundred-year-old tendon-washing grass in the drug store.
I was going to buy it for you, but Wu Changde and the others bought it first."
"Forget it if it's gone, it's just a muskwort."
Wu Changde? This name seems familiar. He seems to be the eldest son of Lord Shangshu of Shangshu Mansion and Wu Jiaojiao’s brother.
It seems that like brother, like sister!
"Hmph, I think they did it on purpose! They knew that I was the one who took a fancy to the muskwort first, but they deliberately paid a high price to buy it."
Ever since Long Qingyu knew that Long Qingyue took a bath with herbal medicine every day to exercise his body, he searched everywhere for precious and top-quality medicinal materials and sent them to Long Qingyue. When he happened to go home today, Long Qingyu found a plant in a drug store.
When they were about to buy the five-hundred-year-old Herba purpurea, Wu Changde and others deliberately raised the price, and finally bought the Herba purpurea.
Although Long Qingyu is a direct descendant of Zhenguo General Mansion, his monthly income is only twenty taels. In the past half month, almost all his savings were spent on buying medicinal materials and giving them to Long Qingyue. So he could only
I watched helplessly as Wu Changde and others bought the tendongrass for three hundred taels.
Wu Changde then invited Long Qingyu to compete. If Long Qingyu won, Wu Changde would give him the 500-year-old muskwort.
Long Qingyu and Wu Changde were equally powerful, even better than Wu Changde, so Long Qingyu accepted the challenge. Unexpectedly, Long Qingyu lost in the end and also lost the jade pendant passed down from his family.
There was a hint of understanding in Long Qingyue's eyes. It seemed that Wu Changde and others had already made the calculation, and then deliberately led his brother into being deceived. Unfortunately, although his brother was smart and wise, he was straightforward and did not think of this.
It doesn't matter if you lose the Xijincao, but the jade pendant passed down from your family is a symbol of status. If you lose it, I'm afraid it will cause some trouble.
