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Chapter 1229

Duanmuhong wanted someone to check Duanmuyi's identity. If he couldn't find out, wouldn't it make him more suspicious.

"I heard that one of your hidden guards is very good at making up stories. This time, we have to make up a decent story." Jiang Su put a smile on his face after forgetting his thoughts.

Dikong Xuan's eyes were dark, and the corners of his lips curled up evilly.

——His people, don't even try to move Duanmuhong.

Walking around the corner, he suddenly bumped into a maidservant. The clear slap marks on the maidservant's face made Jiang Su's pupils shrink.

"Yinglan, what's going on?"

Ying Lan was planning to take a detour back to her yard on an unmanned path, but she was bumped into by the patriarch, and hurriedly saluted: "I have met the patriarch, I have seen the emperor."

Jiang Su's face sank like water: "I remember I asked you to deliver medicine to Duanmu Xiaoxiao, why are you here?"

Ying Lan bit her lip and knelt down: "Miss Duanmu asked the servant to apply medicine for her, but she blamed the servant for being too strong, so she slapped the servant.

The servant couldn't help but let her do it herself, and left. "

The people of the Jialan tribe are all out of temper by Jiang Sui, so they are not willing to suffer casually.

Di Kongxuan didn't even look at him, but said coldly: "Jiang Yi, your people are too weak."

"Do you hear me, it's embarrassing for me.

Next time something like this happens again, I will slap you on the spot!

Go to the pharmacy and get sapphire oil to wipe your face, this palm print is too ugly. "Jiang Yi waved his hand, and quickly caught up with the disappearing figure in front of him.

The chief of the Jiang family is protecting his weaknesses, and the entire Jialan clan is no secret, but outsiders may not know it.

Yinglan was another handmaid that Jiang Xin used easily, and Duanmu Xiaoxiao's actions had already offended him.

—————Miao Xiaodan’s works, QQ reading first—————

For the next few days, Jiang Yi performed acupuncture for Duanmuyi every day to stabilize her internal organs.

Di Kongxuan brought two volumes of exercises suitable for beginners from the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion of the Jialan tribe. Duanmuyi practiced in his room every day, and gradually grasped the essence of cultivation.

The weather was getting warmer this day, when Ying Lan came to deliver the meal, she mentioned by the way that the flowers in the garden were all in bloom.

Duanmuyi didn't go out for several days, so he immediately decided to go for a walk.

The garden of the Jialan tribe is very large, and there are many strange flowers planted, many of which Duanmuyi has never seen before.

She nestled in the room for several days, and she felt refreshed when she came out today.

Walking into the flowers, she squatted in front of a rhododendron bush, stretching out her fingers to touch the petals.

Unexpectedly, the petals shrank suddenly, and a crisp voice sounded in her ears: "Oh, don't touch me and break me."

"Who? Who's talking?" Duanmuyi was startled and looked back.

"Hehehe, it's me, you can see me when you lower your head." Rhododendron swayed its stems and leaves.

Duanmuyi lowered his head and was stunned for a moment: "You...can I communicate with you?"

"Yes, what is the attribute of your aura? It's so comfortable and I like it."

Rhododendron moved closer to her, and a few leaves touched her sleeves.

The level of spiritual power is distinguished by color, and the spiritual energy is different, but basically the five elements are the main ones.

Cyan wood, black water, red fire, loess and platinum, their respective colors are mixed in the spiritual power and can be distinguished.

However, although Duanmuyi's spiritual power is blue with silver white, she vaguely feels that she does not belong to metallic spiritual power.

Duanmuyi shook his head: "My aura doesn't belong to the five elements, and I don't know what attribute it is."

(End of this chapter)