"Wenxin is locked upstairs. You can go up from here all the way to the top floor." Song tingfeng led him to the stairs and pointed upstairs, "
there are no requirements for this test, but you have to remember to follow your heart. If you are too pretentious, your score will be lowered.
"What's the use of scoring?" Xu Qi 'an asked.
"Why did you test his aptitude? [ four grades: a, B, C, D, the better the aptitude. ] Naturally, it's easier to cultivate." "I'm b," song tingfeng raised his chin.
"I'm c," Zhu guangxiao said in a muffled voice.
I'm a strong man ... Xu Qi 'an quietly played a joke and went upstairs alone. When he reached the second floor, he saw an ancient bronze mirror hanging on the red painted pillar facing the stairs.
His figure was reflected in the mirror.
Xu Qi 'an's heart skipped a beat for no reason. The muscles all over her body tensed up uncontrollably, then slowly relaxed.
