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Chapter 59 Meet Song Million

Chapter 59 Meeting Song Wanwan

"How is that possible?" Liu Xiaoqin exclaimed.

It seemed particularly abrupt in the silent classroom.

Li Song snorted coldly: "What's wrong? You think I made a mistake, teacher?"

Liu Xiaoqin lowered his head in embarrassment, while Qiao Muyue snickered.

Li Song glared at Liu Xiaoqin when he saw this: "There are reasons why some people don't study well!"

After that, continue the lecture.

Liu Xiaoqin looked troubled: "I was targeted by the teacher, and it was all your fault!"

Qiao Muyue smiled.

"Tell me why you said I would lose?" Liu Xiaoqin then asked.

Qiao Muyue didn't say anything more, she just replied: "You will lose anyway!"

After saying that, he started to teach seriously and stopped talking to Liu Xiaoqin.

Liu Xiaoqin had no choice but to look at Ouyang Shule again. How could she lose? Ouyang Shule didn't like Qiao Muxin no matter what.

However, Qiao Muyue knew that not only Ouyang Shule would like her, but she also had an obsession with her. In the original novel, she fell in love with Qiao Muxin at first sight and fell deeply in love with her for many years. She has been silently becoming a knight and is the most popular among readers in the book.

The character is also difficult for all readers to understand.

As soon as get out of class was over, Qiao Muyue pulled Liu Xiaoqin out of the classroom in order to avoid Ouyang Shule. He was the second male lead, and the other girls around him would not end well, so she should stay away longer.

The other girls in the classroom rushed directly to Ouyang Shule's desk and surrounded him on three levels inside and outside.

It was like this for several classes in a row, until Qiao Muyue left after school. She wanted to go to Daoyuan Pu before her brother arrived today, and she didn't know what was going on with Wu Laosi.

Rushing to Daoyuan Pu, Qiao Muyue frowned slightly. Daoyuan Pu, which used to be crowded at the door, had a group of people standing at the door today, and there were several cars standing at the door.

Could it be that Song Wanwan is here? Qiao Muyue didn't think much and walked directly into Daoyuan Shop.

Just as he entered the shop, a figure rushed over and hugged Qiao Muyue's leg: "Master! You are here! I miss you so much!"

Qiao Muyue had a black line on her head, why did Wu Laosi become so stubborn: "I told you, don't call me master, I haven't accepted you as my disciple yet!"

Wu Laosi didn't care: "Master, you came at the right time. I have invited Song Wanwan you are looking for!"

At this time, Qiao Muyue happened to see a person sitting on the Grand Master's chair in the middle of the shop. When she saw Qiao Muyue looking over, the man stood up, and then a man in a suit stepped forward to help the man and slowly walked to Qiao Muyue.

"I, Song Que, have been given the nickname Song Wanwan! You are Master Qiao Muyue, right?" Song Wanwan felt out of breath after saying a sentence, but his attitude was very good, not because of the person in front of him.

The little girl carrying a schoolbag looked down on her. She was obviously so eroded by the death energy that she could no longer hold on, but she still insisted on walking to Qiao Muyue to say hello. She was very sincere.

Song Wanwan's face was now as white as transparent in the eyes of ordinary people, but in Qiao Muyue's eyes, his whole body was covered with death energy, his whole body was entangled in black death energy, and his face was as black as ink.

To be able to survive to this day in such a lifeless atmosphere, Song Wanwan is really strong-willed.

"Hello!" Qiao Muyue drew a talisman on the palm of her hand, then stretched out her hand to shake hands.

Song Wanwan slowly stretched out his hand and held Qiao Muyue's hand.

In an instant, Song Wanwan felt a light energy coming from his hands, and the depression and joy in his body disappeared like running water. The feeling that had been pressing on his back and making him breathless suddenly disappeared.

Song Wanwan's eyes were bright, and he hurriedly held Qiao Muyue's hand with both hands: "Master, please save me!"

This is a true master with real talent and knowledge. Others don't know it, but he has experienced it personally now. He has been tortured for the past three days to the point of collapse. As long as he closes his eyes, he will see all kinds of bloody and ferocious figures in front of him.

Flashing forward, they tore at him, and the pain from his soul made him feel like breathing was painful.

If he hadn't been determined, he might have committed suicide long ago. With a glimmer of hope for life, he kept enduring. Today he thought it was the last day. He already knew that he couldn't endure it anymore, but now he has blossomed a new spirit.

The hope and relief all over his body told him that he still had hope of living.

"Don't get too happy too early. My Evil-Destroying Talisman won't last long, half an hour at most!"

This time it was more troublesome. Qiao Muyue frowned. The effect of her evil spirit talisman was not as good as expected. Generally, the death and evil spirits would dissipate in the evil evil talisman, but she could see that the death energy was not as strong as hers.

Unexpectedly, he retreated and just hovered around Song Wanwan. Obviously, the evil-resolving talisman did not have a great effect. As expected, he could only hold on for half an hour.

Song Wanwan had also seen big scenes, and he had already expected it, so he didn't show any disappointment. He would be surprised if the backlash could be so simple.

"Master Qiao! Do it first!"

Wu Laosi glared at Song Wanwan. He was obviously right to say this, as this was obviously his own shop.

"Master! Sit down! I'll make tea for you! The good tea I just got from Song Wanwan!"

As he spoke, Wu Laosi went to make tea.

Qiao Muyue didn't bother to correct his title of master. Even though he called him master, as long as he didn't formally accept a disciple, it wouldn't count. She didn't bother to correct him either.

Qiao Muyue walked aside and sat down. After she sat down, Song Wanwan sat down next to her.

"Master Qiao, you can see that I'm full of backlash. I won't say any more. I just want to ask if I can save him? If I can save him, I can pay any price, even if he loses his fortune!"

Song Wanwan said it categorically, without any hesitation, as if the tens of thousands of family assets had nothing to do with him.

"Since you know that this is seed regeneration, you should also understand that the success rate of seed regeneration is extremely low, and it is extremely evil. Even if it succeeds, it will damage your moral character. If you fail, you will almost die, why do you still use this evil method?

Law?"

Qiao Muyue looked at Song Wanwan. This man had a good temperament and was very elegant. Even if he faced death, he didn't show any panic.

A person with such magnanimity would be among the best even among the upper-class people she met in her previous life. She didn't believe that such a person would use such evil methods in order to make a fortune. Seeds and seeds were generally for those who were desperate and prepared to risk their lives.

It is prepared by those who are willing to give it a try, because only such people do not care about the cost.

"Uh..." Song Wanwan hesitated a little, with a trace of hesitation on his face.

Qiao Muyue didn't urge him. Since the other party knew that his life was in danger, he knew that Qiao Muyue asked this question to solve the problem. If he didn't want to say it, Qiao Muyue's urging would be useless.

At this time, Wu Laosi came over to make tea. He also heard the questioning. Seeing Song Baiwan's hesitation, he suddenly became angry: "You want to die, but I don't want to die yet. What's the hurry?

Said, I only have two days left to live!"
Chapter completed!
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