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Chapter 622

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Messenger Shangshan shuddered, "No … I don't like her!" How would he dare to like the woman that The Lord cared about?

The Lord frowned and said unhappily, "You don't like her? Is she not good enough? "

Messenger Shangshan was speechless.

"She … She is good enough, very good! I have never seen such an excellent girl. "Messenger Shangshan quickly answered.

Flattery would never work. It was an irrefutable truth.

The Lord was satisfied and asked again, "Then tell me the truth, do you like her?"

How was he going to answer this question? He needed the right answer!

Messenger Shangshan almost cried. His brain was spinning like a windmill. Finally, he found a very safe answer. He hurriedly said, "I admire her, I admire her …"

She might be the wife of The Lord in the future, his mistress. Therefore, it was not wrong for him to say that he admired her.

The Lord was stunned and looked at him with disdain, "How old is she? How old are you? You are much older than her. You admire her? You're too thick-skinned. "

Messenger Shangshan was speechless.

Messenger Shangshan was so shameless that he almost cried.

If he knew this would happen, he would have kicked Messenger Chenge in to report to The Lord …

Could he turn back time?

"Why are you standing here like a dumb goose? Bring Gu Canmo and the rest in here! "The Lord was impatient.

Messenger Shangshan felt like he had just been pardoned, he answered and ran away quickly.

He scolded Gu Canmo in his heart while he was running. This old man had been punished so many times, but he still had so much energy to come here so early in the morning. It seemed like the punishment was too light!

No, he had to supervise the punishment personally!

...

Gu Xijiu was running.

Her Qing Gong was very good now, so it was not tiring for her to run for such a long distance.

Tianju Hall was built in the middle of green hills and clear water. There were bluestone steps and mountain roads in the circle.

The morning air was very fresh. Together with the fragrance of the plants, it was as intoxicating as wine.

Gu Xijiu also liked to run in the morning in the modern world. However, she used to run on the asphalt road and inhaled a lot of exhaust fumes. The air was not as fresh as here.

Now that she was running, she found the feeling of the past again. It was actually quite comfortable.

Especially when she found out that she could adjust the spiritual power in her body while running. She suddenly felt that The Lord's punishment was quite humane.

In the future, she would run around every day!

Just as she was happily running, she suddenly heard footsteps behind her. The footsteps seemed to be deliberately made so that she could hear them.

Gu Xijiu looked sideways and squinted her eyes.

Yun Qingluo!

It was Yun Qingluo.

Since the day when Yun Qingluo and Rong Che were controlled by the man in green, Yun Qingluo's spiritual power was almost depleted. She had been recuperating. She only joined the group activity yesterday, but she was in the crowd, so Gu Xijiu did not notice her.

She was a lot thinner than she was six or seven days ago, but her appearance was still good. She was wearing a light green gown, and when the mountain breeze blew, she looked even more like a fairy.

"Gu Xijiu, congratulations." She ran two steps to catch up with Gu Xijiu and ran side by side with her.

"Congratulations?" Gu Xijiu raised an eyebrow.

"You have performed very well these few days. Last night, Headmaster Gu got everyone's agreement and decided to exempt you from the tests and directly let you enter the Liuyun class." Yun Qingluo sounded calm as if he was here to report good news.

Gu Xijiu was surprised. The news surprised her a little.

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