
Although not a deadly poison, this poison has long been lurking in the body, suggesting that the face and body will have small red bumps, and eventually even redness. With a pig's head on his face every day, of course he would not be seen, of course he would be called ugly.
Toxins in the body are not deep toxins, but can be detoxified by collecting some common herbs and drinking them. However, who would poison an orphan girl, what was the purpose of such an evil act? Is there nothing in him that others deserve? Ling Chuxi sifted through the useful information in his mind and found that he could not find anyone suspected or had any reason to poison himself.
The food prepared by Aunt Wang was fine. But to Ling Chuxi, a foodie, what do the green vegetables on this table mean? ! Does this so-called broth really contain oil granules? This food made Ling Chuxi, who had no meat and was displeased, almost bite her tongue. No meat, no meat at all! Ling Chuxi rolled around on the plate, not to mention finding a piece of meat, even if there was no minced meat!
This is truly a great torture. Ling Chuxi grimaced, and looked sad. Aunt Wang finally could not help it.
“Nona, isn't today's food your taste?” Auntie Wang asked with a bit of nervousness.
“No, no, it's good.” Ling Chuxi shook her head repeatedly, saying insincerely. It really harms itself. Because of this red pimple on the face, former Ling Chuxi listened to the doctor and ate less oily meat, so Dunton all knew cabbage. It's a tragedy now. I really want to eat meat, I really want to eat meat. Ling Chuxi's eyes were almost green.
"yeah. You don't need to tell Elder Er today. I know how to say it." Ling Chuxi swallowed a piece of cabbage in pain, musing inwardly as she changed the food situation.
“No, no, miss, have you forgotten, Elder 2 said he will check your training?” Aunt Wang said weakly, and looking at Ling Chuxi's eyes was very complicated.
Ling Chuxi's chopsticks suddenly appeared in his mind. In a world where martial arts are winning, of course, many people want to practice martial arts. The difference between the soldiers was also obvious. This talent was not available to everyone, nor was it rapid progress. Ling Chuxi's original talent was very bad, very bad. He did not want to practice martial arts at all, and the second elder who had always cared taught him carefully, hoped that he would learn something. The second elder said this time before leaving, after returning, he should check on his training. It's macabre. In this world, there was no magic or fighting spirit, but fighting spirit. In the past, Ling Chuxi worked hard until she reached the middle of the battle. The warrior spirit was divided into one to nine layers, and each layer was divided into beginning, middle, end, and peak. Ling Chuxi's strength was indeed terrifying.
Now understand why Aunt Wang's vision was so complicated. Ling Chuxi was not worthless waste, but it was waste wood, complete waste wood! Qin Yumei, who was domineering, was the start of a three-level battle.
"All right, I understand. Let's talk about it." Ling Chuxi replied faintly, and continued to eat a few bites. In my mind, I flipped through the memory to figure out how to increase food.