As soon as she returned to her old house, someone hugged her around the waist.
Mi August knew who owned the pair and didn’t move.
“What’s wrong?” She lowered her head and asked with a smile.
The divine voice washes the soul.
When Mi August heard this, he took off the night game and revealed his true face.
The little guy who held her tightly looked up at her, his gray eyes showing worry.
Mi August thought about it and didn’t hide it from her, “There was a little accident, but it has been resolved.”
The wrinkles between Mi Feixue’s brows relaxed, but she still didn’t let go, tilting her head and continuing to stare.
Mi August smiled lightly, touched the top of her hair, and said, “There will be no problems in the future, and maybe there will be benefits.”
Mi Feixue relaxed and laughed with her.
“Have you eaten?” Mi August held her hand and walked into the house.
Mi Feixue shook her head, and then thought that she would definitely be able to have dinner with Mi August today, and her little face was filled with happiness.
Mi August did not disappoint her.
…
Although Mi Feixue told her not to worry, there would be no more problems. But Mi August knows that some things cannot be solved by talking about it. The so-called problems will not occur again, but the premise is that she blocks the problem first.
Whether it is the anchor point theory or the link between the underworld and the divine realm, the passage between the underworld and the divine realm must be studied clearly.
As a result, Mi August’s daily time must be rearranged.
She did not go to morning school at Du’e Academy, nor did she do the credit tasks that required hands-on work. She only took on the tasks of solving problems, copying books, and processing medicinal materials. Solving problems and copying books were handed over to the Book of Good and Evil and the Mo Troublemaker. , and the processing of medicinal materials is left to Feng Mingzi in his hometown.
Speaking of which, she can now apply to have the medicinal materials taken away for processing, thanks to her perfect completion of the task and Zhou Hai’s intentional convenience behind the scenes.
As a result, Mi August spent the whole day in research except eating and resting.
If it were other disciples who didn’t go to morning school for a day or two, not only would no one notice, but even if they did, they wouldn’t care. But when this happened to Mi August, it was particularly surprising. She was the topic of conversation among the old and new students these past two days, and the teachers and teachers also made inquiries overtly and covertly.
Ding Wei asked Mi August when she was getting her books: “Why don’t you go to morning school all of a sudden?”
Mi August had thought up his words early in the morning, “Let’s settle down.”
Ding Wei suddenly remembered that she had just jumped through the high-level soul boy.