Everything in the world, be it human or emotional life, was most afraid of comparison. The girls from the Great River Kingdom chose a flat ground outside of the Tang camp to camp. Although it was a little cold and cheerless, they felt that it was quiet and not too dissatisfied. However, when they walked into the gorgeous tent where the students of the Revelation Institute were, no matter how tranquil they were, they could not help but feel a little sad when they saw the array equipment and exquisite food.
They were all young people who came under the edict of the West-Hill Divine Palace. Why did the disciples of the Black Ink Garden not have a good camp in the military camp of the North of Yan Kingdom? They took on a difficult task and risked their lives to come to the palace, but they still did not have a good camp. But these students of the Revelation Institute had such good treatment when they came to the palace, humming and drinking tea.
Especially when they recalled the bloody battle with the Horse Gang under the meadow, they thought that when they and the others were struggling in the camp and could die at any time, the students of the Revelation Institute were coldly watching from their mounts above the meadow. The girls of the Great River Kingdom found it more and more difficult to accept and were unusually depressed.
The students of the Revelation Institute sitting opposite them were not sad, nor were they in low spirits. There was no shame on their faces for the robbery by the Horse Gang. They slowly drank the tea from the precious porcelain bowls in the Wilderness and did their duty as hosts to talk gently with the girls of the Great River Kingdom. There was a faint sense of superiority in their words.
The Revelation Institute was the research academy of Haotian Taoism. It was personally taught by the West-Hill Divine Palace's divine priest. For thousands of years, it had cultivated many famous bigwigs. In recent years, the Tao Addict, Ye Hongyu, and Prince Long Qing, who were the Priests of the Judicial Department of the Divine Hall, were well-known powerhouses. In the hearts of these young disciples, other than the Academy in the south of Chang 'an, there was no other place in the world that could be compared to the Revelation Institute.
The girls of the Great River Kingdom suppressed their discomfort and hatred. The students of the Revelation Institute only cared about showing their demeanor and pride. Naturally, it was impossible for them to agree with each other. But there was no conflict because of this. They just gradually stopped talking and only talked to their own sect, as if they could not see each other.
In any case, they were not the main characters today. The real main characters had already entered the depths of the tent. The conversation between the two girls behind the magnificent screen was the most important matter of the day.
Ning Que, who was wearing the disciple uniform of Black Ink Garden, was sitting on a chair below. He leaned sideways and whispered something to Cat Girl. From time to time, Cat Girl's innocent and lovely face showed a strange and excited expression. Her little hand gently stroked a square box beside her, looking extremely cautious.
Could this be a gift from the Calligraphy Addict, Mo Shanshan, to the Flower Addict, Lu Chenjia?
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There were countless beauties in the world, but only three were famous.
According to the gossip of the world, the Flower Addict Lu Chenjia, the princess of the Yuelun Kingdom, the Calligraphy Addict Mo Shanshan, the last female disciple of the Master of Calligrapher of the Great River Kingdom, and the Tao Addict Ye Hongyu of the Judicial Department of West-Hill were known as the Three Addicts of the World.
The beauty in everyone's eyes was different. Naturally, there was no such thing as the most beautiful person in the world. The reason why there were the Three Fanatics in the World was because these three girls were obsessed with a certain realm. Their cultivation realms were profound, and they had powerful backgrounds.
Behind the magnificent screen in the depths of the tent, Mo Shanshan looked expressionlessly at the beautiful girl in a light yellow slanted shirt. She said, "You were on the meadow that day."
Lu Chenjia was diligently trimming the branches and leaves of an exotic seven-petal flower. When she heard this, she raised her head and smiled. She said, "This is the flower that the princess treasures. It's a pity that she didn't raise it properly. The roots have no spirit, and the flower naturally has no soul when it blooms. It's so pale that it hurts."
The princess of the Yuelun Kingdom had loved flowers since she was young. Before she met the perfect man in the palace, flowers were everything to her. They were even more important than her own life.
Because of her love affair with Prince Long Qing and her love for flowers, everyone in the world knew of her reputation. However, when people talked about her, they could not help but talk about her appearance first.
The Flower Addict, Lu Chenjia, was very beautiful. Her eyelashes and brows were all beautiful. She looked beautiful from every angle. She was like a meticulously cultivated flower, its petals trembling in the spring breeze. Sometimes it was budding, sometimes it was blooming, and sometimes it was shy. She was beautiful.
The Calligraphy Addict, Mo Shanshan, was completely different from her. Her eyebrows were thin and thick, as if they were drawn by an ink brush. Although her gaze was unfocused, it was truly clear without any distractions. Her lips were pressed into a line, and her slightly round cheeks did not seem to have the characteristics of a traditional beauty. However, when these seemingly ordinary details were put together, no matter how dull her expression was, she still looked very beautiful.
This was what Ning Que thought when he first saw her. No other adjectives could describe the appearance of this girl from the Great River Kingdom. They might even seem redundant. He could only praise her as beautiful.
This kind of beauty was not as moving and clear as Lu Chenjia's beauty. However, because it did not have any lethality, it would not be a burden to anyone's eyes. Instead, it would make the viewer feel relaxed.
This kind of beauty could be looked at properly.
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There was no emotion on Mo Shanshan's beautiful face. She looked at Lu Chenjia and said calmly, "Since you admit that you were on the meadow at that time, then there is nothing more to say about this matter."
Lu Chenjia looked at her quietly and smiled. "Sister Mo, do you want to ask me something?"
"You admit it so calmly. Why ask again? But since you insist, I will ask. "
Mo Shanshan's expression was very calm. One could not tell if she was angry or happy. She said as if she was talking about someone else, "Since you were in the horse carriage on the meadow at that time, you naturally knew that the camp below was being surrounded by the Horse Gang. You should also know that there were disciples of the Black Ink Garden in the camp. Why did you not let the cavalrymen of Divine Hall come to help?"
Lu Chenjia pursed her lips slightly and said, "After entering the Wilderness, I was just an ordinary student of the Revelation Institute. How could I order the cavalrymen of Divine Hall?"
Mo Shanshan looked at her indifferently, as if she was looking at the pot of flowers in front of her. She said, "If you were just an ordinary student of the Revelation Institute, you should be waiting outside at this time. How could you be qualified to sit and talk to me?"
Lu Chenjia frowned slightly. She felt that the girl in white in front of her was very different from the Calligraphy Addict in her memories.
Mo Shanshan did not care about what she was thinking and continued coldly, "The cavalrymen of Divine Hall are under the jurisdiction of the Judicial Department. You are Long Qing's fiancée. Why would they dare to disobey your orders?"
She looked at Lu Chenjia and said indifferently, "If you do not want to talk about what happened on the meadow that day, then I will not. Since you want to talk about it, then don't spout nonsense. You are the Flower Addict, not an idiot."
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Lu Chenjia still did not speak. She slowly put down the small scissors in her hand and focused on Mo Shanshan opposite her. A trace of a smile appeared in her eyes. She thought to herself, what had caused the Calligraphy Addict to change so much?
Mo Shanshan's accusations were not very sharp. Anyone could understand what had happened on the meadow that day. No matter how silent or what the Flower Addict, Lu Chenjia, had to bear the responsibility.
Lu Chenjia did not care about these accusations. She was more concerned about Mo Shanshan's current behavior.
According to her memory and the knowledge of the world, the Calligraphy Addict was someone who knelt in front of brush, ink, paper, and inkstone all day long. She did not care about the affairs of the world and would not speak her mind because she thought it was troublesome. She was extremely quiet and quiet.
She had thought that since she invited Mo Shanshan to meet today, no matter how angry she was over the Horse Gang, she would not criticize her face to face. She did not expect Mo Shanshan to be so direct and tough.
Lu Chenjia looked at her quietly. After a long silence, she said, "Sister Mo, you have changed. You have become much more direct and mean. I am very surprised and surprised."
Mo Shanshan thought about it seriously for a moment and replied, "I did not know that being direct would sometimes have an effect of being mean."
Lu Chenjia looked at her and sighed softly. She smiled bitterly and said, "I did not expect that even you have changed."
Mo Shanshan replied calmly, "I have learned many things from someone recently. I am getting used to this change."
Lu Chenjia was silent for a moment and asked softly, "Did you come today to criticize me?"
Mo Shanshan replied calmly and firmly, "If I did not come to criticize you, why would I come to see you?"
Lu Chenjia sighed and said, "I only knew that you were under the meadow when you used the Half Divine Talisman."
Mo Shanshan looked at her beautiful face and paused for a moment before saying, "Even if I was not under the meadow, there would be others under the blades of the Horse Gang."
Lu Chenjia said calmly, "I know you and I admire you. So your life and death are related to me. If you die, I will be sad. The life and death of others have nothing to do with me. Naturally, I will not care."
Mo Shanshan said, "I have a Junior Brother who died in the last attack of the Horse Gang."
Lu Chenjia's tone was still calm. "I do not know your Junior Brother. So his life and death have nothing to do with me."
Mo Shanshan looked at the precious flower tree beside her quietly and said, "Most people in the world have nothing to do with you and me. But this world has something to do with you and me. Because sorrow and joy are always interlinked."
"The sorrow and joy of humans are never interlinked."
Lu Chenjia raised her beautiful face and said, "Why do people like you and me have to share the sorrow and joy of the people in the dirty world? Other than flowers and a few people, there is nothing clean in the world. But you and I are clean. If you and I care about the dirty world, we will be dragged into the dust one day. What does the sorrow and joy of the world have to do with me? "
Mo Shanshan's eyes drooped slightly. She looked at the mud stains on the bottom of her white dress. After a moment of silence, she raised her head and looked at her quietly. She said, "Ever since I was young, I could not win against you in an argument. I will not pretend to be a simple, sweet, and quiet orchid in front of others. So I do not want to talk to you anymore."
Lu Chenjia looked at her and said emotionally, "You are being mean again. This is not good."
Mo Shanshan replied calmly, "I am not being mean enough because you are not angry."
Lu Chenjia frowned slightly and asked, "Why do you want to make me angry?"
Mo Shanshan said, "Because I am angry because you do not know the reason why others are angry but do not care about it. It is also because I was angry under the meadow that day."
There was silence in the depths of the magnificent tent. The long silence caused an inexplicable pressure to slowly surround them. The vines on the screen seemed to be about to be broken by this pressure.
After some time, Lu Chenjia looked at her calmly and said, "I want to know how you will make me angry."
Mo Shanshan said, "You should have known since young that I am not good with words. I have spent my entire life in front of paper and ink, so I am used to fighting. If I completely defeat you, I wonder if you will be angry?"
Lu Chenjia smiled slightly. She was like a water lily in a pond in the morning that was suddenly woken up by the chirping of a few birds. She slowly began to bloom its beautiful petals. It was so beautiful and quiet that one could not feel any hostility or desire to fight.
The Flower Addict was the Flower Addict. She was infatuated with love, infatuated with her own knowledge and thoughts. She did not want to fight Mo Shanshan, so she did not prepare to do so. She only smiled quietly at Mo Shanshan.
Facing such a beautiful girl who was smiling calmly at them, most people in the world, no matter how strong a cultivator's heart was, would not know what to do next. Did they really have to throw a punch?
However, Mo Shanshan was the Calligraphy Addict. She had her own obsession. When she was obsessed, she was even more ruthless than the Flower Addict. When she decided to do something, she did not care what the situation was. Even if Lu Chenjia was a faint flower fragrance or a fragile jade carving, she did not have the spirit to pity her and attacked directly.
Two slender and steady fingers reached out of her wide sleeves. They were not swords but pens. They suddenly turned and began to write their own lines on the invisible paper on the invisible table in the air.
Mo Shanshan's first move was the Half Divine Talisman.
Lu Chenjia sat quietly in the chair. Suddenly, a transparent flower appeared on her fingers.
The flower could not be said to be completely transparent. On its surface, there was a faint flow of Primordial Qi that resembled dew droplets flowing slowly. It looked like it was carved from fog and glaze. It was extremely beautiful.
A terrifying pressure enveloped the tent as the Half Divine Talisman was drawn.
A fresh aura seeped out of the tent along with the appearance of the flower.
In a tent, the Priest of the Revelation Department of the West-Hill Divine Palace sensed the two auras coming from afar. He woke up from his meditation and looked in that direction through the curtain. He let out a soft sigh.
The Half Divine Talisman was so full of energy. The Calligraphy Addict seemed to be stronger than when they met the thief on the meadow. Even he did not dare to say that he could win. Chen Jia, this flower, was probably going to lose.
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Lu Chenjia looked at the flower that finally melted into the air and disappeared. She looked at the girl in white and said calmly, "My cultivation state is not as good as yours, and I am not as good as the Tao Addict. But I really don't care. If I lose, I lose. What I like is cutting flowers and leaves."
Mo Shanshan slowly retracted her right hand into her wide sleeves. She looked at her and said, "If you are only obsessed with flowers, then you are naturally not the Flower Addict."
Lu Chenjia seemed to have thought of something. A gentle smile appeared on her face. There was also a hint of disappointment. She said, "The Flower Addict, the Flower Addict … I think it should be enough to be obsessed with people and flowers."
Mo Shanshan stood up and looked at her. She said, "Back then, you used to hold a hoe and dig in the mud. Your hands were covered in dust and your face was covered in sweat. I think you were better then than the so-called quiet you now."
Lu Chenjia lowered her head and continued cutting flowers. She said, "But he likes the current me more, and he will protect me."
Mo Shanshan looked at her silently. Her lips curled into a smile. It was the first time in her life that she had learned to smile like a winner, so she looked a little awkward.
"Someone told me last night that it doesn't matter how quiet you appear after you lose. But if you mention Long Qing, it means that you are starting to get angry. Then you will really lose."
Lu Chenjia smiled and did not reply. The small scissors in her hands had cut off a green leaf.
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