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    Xi Qian quickly changed her clothes and came out.

    The two people are still there.

    Wen Xiurong pulled her and walked to Feng Wan, "Are they all wrapped up?"

    "It's wrapped." Feng Wan smiled.

    "Well, swipe your card!" Wen Xiurong handed over a black card.

    Feng Wan took it and after some skillful operation, "There are three hundred and fifty-six thousand and one in total. They are all brushed. Mrs. Wen keeps them."

    And Xi Qian, who has learned about the currency value here in the past few days: ""

    He touched his penniless pocket.

    Making money is imminent!

    "Hello, Aunt Wen." Seeing Wen Xiurong and Xi Qian preparing to leave, the two people who were watching in shock quickly came to their senses and walked up to them.

    The person who spoke was a man in gray casual clothes.

    "It's Second Young Master Xie. I won't disturb you while you stroll around." Wen Xiurong nodded lightly.

    I snorted in my heart, blatantly planning to let her go blind.

    "No need to disturb, no need to disturb" Xie Chi waved his hand quickly.

    Seeing that Wen Xiurong had no intention of introducing the two of them, his mind changed and he said, "Aunt Wen, this beautiful girl is"

    Xi Qian frowned slightly, and the man's eyes were almost glued to her.

    "This is my niece, her surname is Ming. We have something else to do, so let's leave first." Wen Xiurong also frowned.

    Xie Yanfeng¡¯s review is not very good, Qianqian would be better off not to have any contact with him.

    After saying that, the two of them left together.

    Leaving behind Xie Yan with an inexplicable look on his face and Gu Minglang with dark eyes.

    Feng Wan raised her eyebrows and almost laughed out loud when she looked at the deflated Second Young Master Xie.

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    In the afternoon, Xi Qian locked herself in the room after accompanying Wen Xiurong to her appointment.

    After asking her not to call her during dinner, Xi Qian was ready to start practicing.

    It is better to regain strength as soon as possible.

    With a thought, Xi Qian took out a few middle-grade spirit stones, and then set up a simple spirit gathering array.

    Then he took out the enlightenment futon and sat on it.

    With the palm of her hand facing upward, she began to run the "Shielding the Sky and Blocking the Sun". At this time, she was extremely lucky. This technique could not only train the body, but also be a spiritual technique.

    Two hours later.

    Xi Qian opened her eyes and sighed, looking at the starry sky outside the window, feeling a little heavy.

    The spiritual energy here is too thin.

    Even if she has a spirit gathering array and uses spirit stones to practice, she still feels that the speed of absorbing spiritual power is very slow.

    Two hours are not comparable to a quarter of an hour in Shenwu Continent.

    If this continues, when will she regain her strength?

    Xi Qian shook his head, he couldn't care about that much now.

    She has come.

    Once you get there, make peace with it, there will always be a way.

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    It¡¯s dawn the next day.

    Xi Qian absorbed spiritual energy much faster. She found that the spiritual energy was the strongest during sunrise and mid-month.

    It is also absorbed the fastest.

    After absorbing greedily for two hours, Xi Qancai stopped with satisfaction.

    I glanced at the clock beside the bed, it was nine forty-five.

    It's a little late.

    She is also very adaptable, and now she has almost accepted the method of keeping track of time here.

    "Qianqian, get up!" When Xi Qian went downstairs, Wen Xiurong was sitting on the sofa in the living room reading a magazine.

    Wen Ruqian was also sitting on the side, looking unhappy.

    "Good morning, Uncle Wen, Aunt Wen." Xi Qian walked downstairs in a few steps and sat down next to Wen Xiurong.

    "What happened?" Xi Qian's heart sank when she saw that Wen Xiurong had all the magazines in her hands upside down.

    "Qianqianwuwuwu" Wen Xiurong's eyes suddenly turned red and she started crying.

    "Axiu!" Wen Ruqian looked at her distressedly and hurriedly sat over.

    He patted her back gently with both hands.

    "It's okay. There is no news for the time being, which is good news."

    "Woo, my Qianqian" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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