Chapter 114 Enigmatish Girl

In the evening, Ling Li took everyone to find a hotel to rest, and the scholar named Shanyun also followed him. The scholar thought that anyway, he had held the wrong thigh. It was better for a dead horse to be a living horse doctor than to risk it.

The moon stars are sparse, and Ling Li stands in front of the window. On summer nights, it is still somewhat sultry. He raised his head and leisurely looked at the silver starry sky. Tomorrow will be a fine day.

"Du Du..." Someone was knocking on the door.

"Brother, are you asleep?" This is Ling Hui's voice.

Ling Li smiled and said, "Come in, Huier, the door is not locked."

With a squeak, the door was opened. The girl's figure floated, bringing a good smell. Ling Wei took a deep breath. He never got tired of hearing the fragrance on his sister's body, and even had a little nostalgia.

"Brother, what are you thinking about?" Ling Hui smiled gently and put her cool little hand in the palm of Ling Wei's hand.

Looking at the girl in front of him lovingly, Ling Li suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart. Ling Wei looked carefully at the beautiful face in front of him, and a blush appeared on Ling Hui's slightly hot face.

Ling lowered his head slightly, but immediately turned around. Cough."

"What's wrong with my brother?"

"I'm fine." Ling Li strongly despised himself again. At that moment, he actually wanted to kiss his sister.

"Stupid brother, hee hee..." Ling Hui smiled, and her delicate body gently leaned against Ling Li. A burst of fatigue came. Ling Hui opened her mouth, yawned, and then closed her beautiful eyes lightly and leaned against Ling Li. For a moment, there was a uniform breathing sound.

"Huier." She actually fell asleep. Ling Wei picked up Ling Hui pitifully and gently put him on the bed. As soon as he turned around, a strange energy fluctuation came from behind. Ling Wei was curious and looked back. His body was stunned, and his eyes could not be moved.

She is like the bright and flawless moon, with a faint layer of silvery light all over her body. The jade-like, pure face adds a sacred charm, which makes people unable to rise to the point of blasphemy.

He bent down and saw a light red lotus pattern on Ling Hui's forehead slightly covered by bangs. The center of the lotus pattern is the energy fluctuation felt by Ling Wei.

This sister is by no means an ordinary person. Ling Li was shocked. He came through time and knew a few things about the world. And Ling Hui's vision was completely beyond his understanding.

He stared at the person in front of him so quietly. The energy fluctuation from Ling Hui's forehead made him feel comfortable. Ling Wei was surprised to find that his realm had improved slightly, and the sensitive power in his body seemed to have been refined and become more pure.

Ling Li saw Ling Hui's eyelids move gently. Oh, she dreamed. The originally calm and beautiful face was slightly locked, and the lotus pattern on the forehead was also a little darker. What did she dream about?

Ling Hui made a light dream, but the expression on her little face kept changing. Sometimes she was firm, sometimes anxious, sometimes sad, but her eyebrows were always locked. Is this a nightmare?

Ling looked at the pain. He stretched out his hand and gently patted the girl's face and said, "Huier, wake up."

He saw the girl's delicate body shake gently and immediately opened her eyes like lightning. When she saw Ling Li, a light of contempt came out of her pupils. Ling Hui sat up and his momentum suddenly soared. The originally slightly curly black silk hair fell like a rain cloth. In an instant, it turned into a straight hair. She stared at Ling Wei coldly, and in her eyes, there was a trace of vigilance and even murderous intent.

A strong pressure swept away from Linghui as the center. Ling Wei's chest was stuffy and he couldn't help retreating a few steps. The sacred power around Ling Hui made him breathless. At this moment, she seems to have changed into a person and is no longer the lovely and distressing sister.

"Huier!" Ling Li roared loudly. He doesn't know what happened to Ling Hui. The girl in front of him made him feel strange and even terrible.

......

"Brother." After a while, Ling Hui's red lips rose lightly, and there was a blank look on her face. The extremely pressure Ling Ling's breathless pressure retreated like a trend, together with her vigilant and cold eyes. The lotus pattern dissipated, and the straight hair like a waterfall also restored its original slightly curly appearance. The girl's eyes are as clear as water.

"Brother." The silver light dissipated, and Ling Hui moved a few steps and jumped into Ling Li's arms. For a moment, there was the sound of a girl sobbing. Brother, I'm so scared. The voice is so pitiful and helpless.

Gently patted Ling Hui's back, and Ling Wei said carefully, "Huier, with me, don't be afraid. What did you dream about?"

Ling Hui did not say anything, but buried her head deeper. Ling's chest gave her a sense of security. The brother and sister hugged so quietly that no one spoke again. Ling Wei's heart was heavy. Recalling Ling Hui's abnormal reaction when he said goodbye to the Dou Li people in Qushan, he suddenly felt that he had to figure things out for his sister.

There is one thing he can't believe. Ling Hui, who had straight hair just now, was exactly the same as his dream, whether it was his look or the lotus pattern on his forehead. Despise everything, like a high-ranking queen who has been on the throne for a long time. Is it foreseen or...

In the morning, there is a cool breeze. Ling Li stood on the window sill and thought about it all night. And Ling Hui fell asleep after Ling's comfort. There is no longer any abnormality.

Ah, brother. How can I sleep here?" Ling Hui's voice came from behind.

"Huier, wake up." Hearing the girl's crisp voice, Ling Wei smiled slightly, and the dullness in her heart was swept away.

"Ye�. Sleep well." The girl stretched out and came down from the bed.

"Do you remember what happened last night?" Ling Yu couldn't help asking.

The girl walked to the window sill, nodded gently, smiled shyly and said, "I'm sorry, brother, I didn't sleep all night."

"Huier." Ling Wei looked serious.

"Hm?"

"No matter what happens, my brother is on your side."

"Ye." Ling Hui smiled and said, "I'll go back to sleep, and my brother will also have a rest."

August 30, 2011 in the Nofa calendar. This is the three-day and last day of registration for the freshman entrance examination of Nuofa First Wenwu School and Bowen College.

In three days, nearly 100,000 people have completed the registration. However, the enrollment plan of Bowen College this year is only 2,000. That is to say, only one out of every 50 applicants can enter the Bowen College. The intensity of the competition can be seen.

"Brother, shall we also sign up?" Except for the brother and sister and the Lyons Knight who are older than they are qualified to apply for the examination, everyone else in the Lingxu team has completed the registration. Including the little demon and the new Shanyun scholar.

At this moment, the brother and sister are walking to the gate of the College of Literature to set up a registration point specially for accepting candidates.

Ling said, "I'm not afraid that those children will fail the third exam. Ashou, your ability to collect intelligence is not bad. In terms of fighting, I really don't dare to compliment you. He can't even beat a big cow.

Ling Hui said, "Sister Ruoyu, your strength is very good. It should be no problem to have her."

Ling said, "Her strength is really good, and she also has advanced sword skills. But you can only protect yourself. In the past few days, I have observed that many parts of the strength of those applicants are above her. She wanted to rely on her own strength and take Qin Si, Xiaoyao and Ashou to pass the third round of the exam, which was a little reluctant.

"Brother, you are worried about Sister Qin Si. Hee."

"Ye�. The sword has no eyes. I'm really worried about letting her have a completely incompetent priest on the field. Ling Dao.

"Brother, aren't you afraid that we are too high-profile? Aunt Nino told you." Ling Huiying smiled and said that she also agreed with Ling Wei's words.

Ling smiled and brushed Ling Hui's slightly curly hair and said, "I was still a little scrupulous, but after seeing my sister's ability, it was gone."

Ling said again, "You have a way in the first round of talent testing. Let's not be so high-profile, right? For example, make a blindfold to make the test results less. In the past three days, the brother and sister have talked face to face for a long time. In front of the most trusted people, Ling Hui did not hide her strength.

Holy steps! Ling Hui, who was less than half a year after the 15-year-old talent test, actually reached the holy level. This is too much. However, Ling Hui's background is still a mystery. In Ling Hui's words, "I don't know either."

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