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"Embroidery sister, why is there no fox hugging you today?"

Leng Yanxiao stepped forward, and a beautiful little sister almost vomited out her disgust.

Yun Jinxiu's expression became more distant, clearly showing that he did not want to bother with him.

Sun Lingling laughed: "Everyone, choose your beasts from the front. Let's go take a look as well."

After saying that, she pulled Yun Jinxiu and walked forward.

Yun Jinxiu retracted his arm repulsively, and looked at his father, who had already left while being escorted.

She didn't like to be in a group and couldn't speak. She also didn't like being surrounded by people and didn't want to play with any kind of beasts.

However, it was obvious that these people were difficult to deal with.

"When fighting beasts fight, we can bet on anything. We can bet on anything. Embroidery, do you want to give it a try?"

Sun Lingling rubbed his fists together, obviously unable to wait any longer.

With a thought from Yun Jinxiu, the small caldron needed to devour a large amount of martial element, and this was indeed a good opportunity to collect more martial element.

Thinking of this, she nodded her head.

"Embroidery little sister, This Palace's beasts have always been superior, how about I accompany you to pick one?" Leng Yanxiao was not willing to be ignored like this. A Six Jeweled Martial Cultivator was still a white pearl, this meant that there was a high possibility of a Martial King being born in the future in the Cloudburst Empire.

What's more … Not to mention! Yun Jinxiu had been so obsessed with him before, but now it was impossible for her to forget about it no matter what!

"To choose a beast, my master also has some eyes. Let's see what Miss Yun wants to bet!"

The laughter interrupted Leng Yanxiao, who looked up to see Ye Li slowly walking over.

After not seeing him for a few days, Leng Feimo's body was shockingly thin, but he was in good spirits. His eyes had a bit of luster in them, as he looked at Yun Jinxiu with a warm gaze.

A trace of haze flashed past Leng Yanxiao's eyes, and he spoke in a low voice: "Second brother's body is so weak, why is he out walking again?" I never noticed it before, but when did Leng Feimo get so close to Yun Jinxiu? He was merely a dying man, how could he compare to him, a proud son of heaven with limitless potential? As long as Yun Jinxiu did not lose his judgement, he knew which one was the right choice!

"Cough, cough …" Leng Feimo coughed violently a few times, then laughed weakly: "It's precisely because of this weakness that I should walk for a bit, and take a look, or else I might not be able to see it anymore one day."

His single sentence caused everyone's faces to fall.

"Sigh, don't tell me the Second Prince is really going to die?" Sun Lingling touched Yun Jinxiu, and whispered.

Yun Jinxiu looked at Leng Feimo, but did not say a word. She had already given her the pill, so whether or not she was going to eat it was not up to her.