At this time, Zuo Si seemed to have thought of something and pretended to be sorry: “But it’s a pity that the little son of God has not opened his spirit.”
As he said this, he saw Mi August’s immediate gaze and thought that the little god was indeed his favorite.
“I don’t know what’s going on. The Lingxi Flower seems to reject the Little God’s Son. Not a single flower fell on her.”
This was a situation that Mi August had not expected. She thought that as the savior, Mi Feixue had a special talent and physique, and her talent must be one of the benchmarks of the era, so she would get the greatest benefit from her smuggling of the Lingxi Flower.
By the way, he has a special physique.
Could this be the reason?
Mi August thought about Mi Feixue’s half-human, half-trickster physique, and how Dian Lingxili’s use of weird spiritual power would be offset when fighting. Is there some connection between this?
When her talents and attributes were exposed in front of everyone, she knew that her plan to take Mi Feixue to Lingzhou was the right one.
Hermaphrodites are rare but still exist in Lingzhou, but Mi Feixue’s physique is anything but ordinary.
Coincidentally, it was almost time for Mi Feixue to get out of school.
Mi August already knew all the questions he wanted to know. He had no intention of continuing to chat with Zuo Si. He stood up and walked towards the old house.
Zuo Si stood up and saw her out in a good mood. When Mi August walked away, Zuo Si took a deep breath and felt that most of the depression he had experienced in Mi August the past few days had been vented.
He turned around and educated the young disciple, and said with a half-smile, “Rong’er, my teacher’s words are no longer useful to you?”
Pei Rongrong shook her head obediently, “Master, Rongrong is obedient.”
“Humph.” Zuo Si looked at her.
Pei Rongrong emphasized: “Rongrong is really obedient.”
Zuo Si’s smile disappeared and said coldly: “Your obedience is to turn your arms outward, speak out as much as possible, and cooperate with others to deal with me as a teacher?”
He stopped laughing, but Pei Rongrong felt more at ease. She intuitively said that the danger was over, “Sister Goddess is not someone else.”
Zuo Si: “…”
Pei Rongrong explained: “Every time I see the goddess sister, Rongrong feels very friendly and wants to get close to her.”
Only then did Zuo Si hear something unusual, “Could it be that she cast a spell like ecstasy on you? But she cast the spell, so there’s no reason why the teacher didn’t notice it.”
Pei Rongrong shook her head, “It’s not a magic spell.”
“Why are you so sure?” Zuo Si asked.
Pei Rongrong affirmed: “Just like the divine voice that came to Rongrong’s mind today, Rongrong is sure that it is the revelation of the Lord of God, and so is her intimacy with Sister Goddess.”