Fire Concubine: Demon Lord, too presumptuous!

Chapter 7
It's not that he is so insidious and cunning, but that Li Yuan is very smart, so smart that he can read your mind with just one look, it's really scary.

"Your Majesty National Teacher, you don't need to be humble. Your father can appoint a national teacher to enter the palace, which recognizes your ability." Di Jiu said the words of his previous life without blushing.

Li Yuan smiled, "I seem to be going the same way with the eldest prince, if you don't mind, can we go together?"

Di Jiu didn't say anything, he took a look at him, turned around and walked ahead.

It was this move that created the relationship between the two in the future.

Some things seem to be doomed long ago.

In front of Ziyang Palace, Han Lang waited for her at the gate of the palace.

And Li Yuan pushed open the door of the palace opposite Ziyang Palace, before he had time to hang a plaque, but the inside had been tidied up very well.

At this time, Di Jiu discovered that her father was so caring about Li Yuan.

Changing clothes and preparing to fall asleep, Di Jiu flicked his fingertips slightly, and the huge room instantly disappeared into darkness.

After a while, the first ray of moonlight came in.

It just happened to shine on the face of the girl lying on the bed. She was only 14 years old, but there was a heavy murderous look hidden between her brows, and the resentful viciousness was faintly revealed, which was very frightening.

With her eyes open, she was fascinated by the bright moonlight shining on the ground.

It's not that Di Jiu doesn't sleep, nor can she fall asleep, but she knows that even if she sleeps, she will be woken up.

Staring at the moonlight for a long time, when Di Jiu was about to close his eyes and take a nap, there was a commotion outside the hall.

The sound of pattering footsteps came from far to near.

"Eldest prince, are you asleep? Well...that girl was vomiting and diarrhea, there is no imperial doctor in Ziyang Palace..." Han Lang's urgent voice came.

Di Jiu frowned, too lazy to answer, and wanted to wait for Han Lang to finish talking before he could leave.

Because she knows very well that someone will settle this matter, and she is not needed.

Sure enough, not long after, Han Lang seemed to have left the gate of the hall.

Di Jiu turned over, remembering the light green light that popped out from her fingertips just now, her brows frowned even more.

On this continent, magic power is the main force, which are red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, black, and white, and each level is divided into nine small levels.

And the 14-year-old Di Jiu is currently at the third level of green, and he is already considered a genius among geniuses.

But remembering that when she was captured, those people possessed the power to completely crush her, which made Di Jiu clenched his fists hard.

"Don't be discouraged, Xiao Jiujiu. You just need to soak in the Lingquan for a few hours a day, the filth in your body will be removed, and all your meridians will be opened. Leveling up is not a problem!"

Di Jiu was speechless, breathing slowly, as if he had fallen asleep.

This time, she really fell asleep, and a series of events beyond imagination followed, such as tragic death, rebirth, hatred and resentment. For her 14-year-old body, it was indeed an overload.

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This sleep actually went straight to the morning of the third day.

Han Lang came to knock on the door halfway, but he didn't find it boring when he heard no answer, but he was somewhat worried because he hadn't gone out all day.

Di Jiu, who was soaking in the spiritual spring of space, comfortably enjoyed the preferential treatment brought by the spiritual water.

This space appeared inexplicably when she was reborn, and it was accompanied by that thing that could only hear voices without seeing people.

Seeing the black mucus always appearing on the surface of his body, Di Jiu, who was slightly obsessed with cleanliness, frowned.

After soaking for two full hours, she climbed up and washed her body quickly, wishing to rub off a layer of skin. At this moment, she suddenly found that all the senses of her body were clearer than before.

"Hehehe, our spiritual spring is not blown out! Look at your magic power."

Hearing this, Di Jiu stretched out his palm subconsciously, only to see a ray of dark blue light emerge from his palm, this color is the seventh grade of green!

Take a bath and go up three small ranks?
(End of this chapter)