There are always sick girls with ill intentions towards me

Chapter 7 I gave you a chance, but you failed!

Tianshu Academy.

In a quiet courtyard, a little blonde girl, only 1.48 meters tall, had dust all over her face and her hands were shaking.

Finally, before the eldest senior brother came here, he finished refining the Soul-Devouring Bell.

"Qing Huan."

Hearing the shouting outside the door, Qinghuan quickly put the medicine box on the table under the table.

At the same time he turned around with a huge grin on his face.

The blackened cheeks made the teeth look even whiter.

"Big Brother!"

She sniffed softly and stared at the food box in Li Lingge's hand with shining eyes.

“Xu Ji’s Eight Treasure Bag Chicken!”

"You have the best nose."

Li Lingge walked into the Equipment Refining Pavilion carrying a food box. When the food box was opened, the aroma became stronger.

Eight Treasure Bag Chicken is a Lingnan specialty and Qinghuan’s favorite.

Apart from refining equipment, his third junior sister's biggest hobby is eating.

Of course, his purpose of coming to the Equipment Refining Pavilion this time was to get the Soul-Devouring Bell on the shelf.

If you want to steal the Soul-Eating Bell, all you need is an Eight-Treasure Bag Chicken.

Xuji is a famous shop in the southern border that makes eight-treasure bag chicken. It has been Qinghuan’s favorite since childhood.

Although Qinghuan became a disciple later than Qiuyuebai, he knew him earlier.

Because this girl's father was originally a local official in the southern border, and was promoted to Minister of the Ministry of Revenue a few years ago and came to Beijing to serve as an official.

When he was a child, he held Xiao Qinghuan in his arms.

It’s hard to imagine that a little Lolita who is 1.48 meters tall actually likes to refine weapons.

Qinghuan stared at the food box intently, tears welling up at the corners of her mouth.

"How come there is Xu Ji's Eight Treasures Bag Chicken in the capital? I can't eat it since I came to Beijing. I've been craving for it for a long time."

"When I came to Beijing, I brought the Xu family with me and gave them a home here."

Li Lingge put the food box on the table and took out a handkerchief to wipe the little girl's cheek.

"What did you do?"

"I was refining a weapon just now and accidentally got smoked."

The eldest brother is helping her wipe her face!

When the handkerchief touched her, Qinghuan's cheeks turned red and even her head felt dizzy.

She quickly took the handkerchief and wiped her face roughly.

If she let the senior brother wipe it again, she was afraid she would really faint.

However, as soon as she raised her hand, Li Lingge couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.

"Your hand is injured."

I saw that the back of Qinghuan's right hand had turned black, obviously burned by the fire, and the wound had begun to bleed.

Qinghuan's eyes rolled around and she covered her hands with her sleeves feeling guilty.

"It's okay. I have some ointment that my seventh junior brother gave me. I'll just apply it on."

If she hadn't been so anxious, she wouldn't have been burned by the poisonous fire in the refining furnace.

But for the eldest brother, it's all worth it.

Li Lingge walked to the table and took out the medicine box that had just been hidden from under the table.

As soon as he entered the door, he discovered what the girl was hiding.

The Qing family was his father's confidant, and when they were in the southern border, the two families often had exchanges, and he always treated Qinghuan as his little sister.

Seeing this girl injured, the eagerness to find the Soul-Devouring Bell inexplicably disappeared.

"It may be a little painful, just bear with it."

"Ah."

Watching Li Lingge cleaning the wound, applying medicine and bandaging it, a steaming heat came out of Qinghuan's little head and her ears turned red.

Senior brother...

After treating the wound, Qinghuan pounced on the food box like a hungry tiger.

At this time, Li Lingge began to look for the Soul-Devouring Bell.

The room was not small, and the walls were lined with shelves filled with spiritual weapons, treasures, and materials for refining weapons.

The original novel only said that the Soul-Devouring Bell was placed in the Equipment Refining Pavilion, and he had to look for the specific location - and found it!

Soon, his eyes fell on the shelves in the room.

Next to the shelf near the door, there was a sign as tall as a person, with only three large characters on it: Soul-Devouring Bell.

There was also a '→' pointing to a small bronze bell on the shelf. The bell was only the size of a palm, but Li Lingge would never make a mistake.

Because the entire shelf was empty, with only this bell on it.

Li Lingge glanced at the crowded shelf beside him, as if the shelf was afraid that he would not be able to find the Soul-Devouring Bell.

Not only was the Soul-Devouring Bell placed in the most conspicuous place, but there was also a striking sign.

Li Lingge looked at Qinghuan, whose cheeks were stuffed with baggy stuffing, and felt that something was wrong.

In the original story, Qinghuan hates the demons the most.

It was precisely because he stole the Demon Clan's Soul-Devouring Bell that Qinghuan felt disappointed.

"what about the taste?"

"It's much more delicious than the chicken in the capital, and it's cooked thoroughly." Qinghuan was busy eating the chicken with her mouth full, and her words were a little unclear.

"Big Brother, you should have seen the Soul Devouring Bell. Go get it. I promise not to look up."

Li Lingge had no idea what she was thinking, so he could only reminisce about the past while slowly approaching the Soul-Devouring Bell.

Then he quietly put the Soul-Devouring Bell into his sleeve, as if nothing had happened.

"Eat slowly. I have some things to do, so I won't accompany you."

Hearing this, Qinghuan glanced at the empty shelves and then looked up with relief.

I wanted to send Li Lingge off, but I couldn't bear to give up the eight-treasure bag chicken in the food box.

"Take care, big brother."

Qinghuan stood at the door holding a plate and waved at Li Lingge's back.

Looking at the slender figure walking out of the courtyard, she suddenly clenched her fists.

Now that she knew some of the future plot of the Heavenly Dao, she would never let her senior brother get hurt.

There is nothing wrong with the eldest senior brother using the Soul Devouring Bell to protect Da Chu and the academy. It is Chu Feng and this world that are wrong!
……

Today is Tianshu Academy's entrance examination held every three years, so it is much more lively than usual.

The Confucian Temple Square outside the academy was crowded with people, all of them were students waiting for examinations.

There are several stone statues more than ten meters high standing around the square, exuding a hint of cultural charm.

They are all literati and wise men who have left glorious chapters in history books and are revered by countless scholars.

Among them was the first president of Tianshu Academy, the great sage who achieved sainthood through Confucianism and Taoism.

Tianshu Academy has a powerful network of relationships in the officialdom of Da Chu. Becoming a student of Tianshu Academy is a ticket to enter this network.

Therefore, the Confucian Temple on this day can be said to be a grand event.

Even if a woman could not serve as an official in the court, she could still study in an academy and even have the opportunity to become the dean's personal disciple.

The admission examination has not officially begun yet, and the square is full of discussions.

"Look, that's Teacher Lin from the academy. If we can win her heart—"

"Vulgar! If you have to choose, choose the dean!"

"Superintendent?"

"She was the top of the Rouge Rankings back then, and later married into Yun Jianyuan of Prince Wei's Mansion."

"Isn't she in the Southland?"

"You don't know yet, her husband died in the southern border and has now returned to the capital."

"Widow, it's wonderful!"

Listening to the men's discussions, the women in the crowd all sneered.

"These people don't even look in the mirror. Can the King of Wei let them enter the palace?"

"I heard that Prince Wei is very handsome and is the dean's first disciple. I wonder if he will come today."

"I also want to see what the young prince looks like."

"King Wei! King Wei! He's coming!"

The woman who was further away stood on tiptoe, trying to see more clearly.

Wherever Li Lingge passed, everyone made way for him.

Listening to the women's discussions and screams, Chu Feng could no longer contain the anger in his heart.

The most important thing was the infatuated look in Lin Yao's eyes when she looked at Li Lingge, which was like a steel needle piercing his heart.

All of this should have belonged to him!

What else does Li Lingge have besides the hereditary title?

Today, he would make everyone in Da Chu remember a name - Chu Feng!
Noticing Chu Feng's abnormality, Lingxi hurriedly reminded him.

"Now is not the time for you to take action. Don't be impulsive!"

Although she knew that according to the plot of Tiandao, there would be a battle between Chu Feng and Li Lingge today, and Li Lingge would be defeated miserably.

But for some reason, she always felt a little uneasy in her heart.

Chu Feng took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly.

Endure, I must endure!

"He's coming towards me!"

Li Lingge stroked the Soul-Devouring Bell in his hand and rehearsed the upcoming plot over and over in his mind.

This time it was a battle between him and Chu Feng, and had nothing to do with anyone else.

Even if the heroine is corrupted, she can't disrupt the plot this time.

He turned his head with a sense of realization, as if he had found that feeling again, like sitting on pins and needles and having thorns in his back.

His eyes swept through the crowd and soon found Chu Feng's figure. His resolute eyes were very recognizable.

Li Lingge walked in front of Chu Feng, and the people around him immediately made way for a vacuum zone.

Their eyes met, and he directly pulled out the Lingxi Sword from Chu Feng's waist.

"You want to kill me? I'll give you a chance."

Li Lingge handed the hilt of the sword to Chu Feng as he spoke, then held the tip of the sword with both hands and placed it at his throat.

Seeing that Chu Feng was hesitant to take action, Li Lingge continued to speak lines that made him feel a little embarrassed.

"I'll count to three, just three - three!"

Snapped!
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Lingge took the Lingxi Sword and threw it to the ground, then slapped Chu Feng in the face with his backhand.

"I gave you a chance but you didn't use it!"

(End of this chapter)