"No need... I... well, fine. Sorry, I shouldn't be so pretentious, avoiding treatnt for my ailnts."
She was unexpectedly shy, reflecting on herself before resolutely making a decision.
Her eyelids lowered, looking pitiful.
Since Lu Xun wasn't closing his eyes, she simply closed hers.
Right in front of Lu, she began to undo her buttons, her fingers trembling and her movents very stiff.
It can be seen that the Elf Race is not as "cold" as people say.
Faced with such an awkward situation, Wei'Er's sense of sha was still quite strong.
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Outside.
Everyone's faces were gloomy, spirits down, and the atmosphere was very oppressive.
The students' moods were heavy.
Although everyone was a victim caught in the rift, after recognizing their situation, each had ntally prepared to face death.
But Wei'Er was the first to die.
This was just the first level of the Celestial Ladder, and there were already deaths.
There are still eight more palaces to challenge, and there's a high likelihood of further losses.
Who will be the second to die?
Will it be ?
This was an unbelievably heavy question on everyone's mind.
Tap tap~
Suddenly, footsteps ca from afar.
Everyone turned their heads and saw Lu Xun slowly walking towards them.
"Where's Wei'Er, Brother Lu? Wei'Er she..." Wuer Skull's face twitched, then said with great sadness, "Well, forget it."
The others also looked dejected, deeply saddened.
Scholar Lu had called Wei'Er away, probably wanting to say sothing to her.
But only he returned.
Wei'Er did not follow behind, and her fate was imaginable.
... She must be dead already.
Fate is capricious and whimsical.
"Brother Lu, Wei'Er she... did she go peacefully?" Wuer, still feeling blocked in his heart, asked in a deep voice, "Did she tell you if she had any unfulfilled wishes?"
The others also turned to look.
They wanted to know the answer.
Lu Xun scratched his head, his expression strange, and said, "I don't know, why don't you ask her yourself."
"Huh?"
Wuer was confused, unable to understand.
Tap tap~ tap tap~
Suddenly, from the sa direction, footsteps were heard again.
Everyone hurriedly turned their heads and were dumbfounded.
A slender figure with a curvaceous body, an absolutely stunning face, captivating amber green eyes, beautiful waist-length silver hair, and pointed long elf ears... Who else could it be but Wei'Er?
Moreover, the bloody curse marks on her skin had all disappeared.
The beautiful elf girl walked over.
Everyone's minds went blank.
After a few seconds of dead silence, the crowd suddenly realized and erupted in excited exclamations—
"What the hell is going on?"
"Wei'Er is still alive?"
"She didn't die, and the curse marks are gone, could it be..."
...
"What exactly happened, Brother Lu?" Wuer quickly turned his head and asked, "Did you call Wei'Er over to help her lift the curse? And did you succeed?"
"Yes, that's right."
Lu Xun nodded and actively explained:
"I once saw a special secret technique in an ancient book that can lift a curse. I intended to give it a try without much hope. Fortunately, the ancient wisdom did not deceive ; the secret technique really worked."
Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked.
Already stunned with shock.
Scholar Lu can do anything!
Is this the power of knowledge?
A curse? It can't stump him.
"Wow, Brother Lu, where did you get such a folklore redy?" Wuer felt a tingling sensation on the scalp, hard to believe, "You can even handle a Celestial King Level evil curse?"
"What folklore redy? It was a legitimate secret technique long lost to history." Lu Xun's expression was serious as he corrected, "Absolutely legitimate, don't overthink it. I'm an appraiser, exposed to many ancient texts, and learned by chance this legitimate secret technique."
"Uh... why do you keep emphasizing the word 'legitimate'?" Wuer's face was suspicious, "I didn't say it was illegitimate. Are you hiding sothing from ? Co clean."
Brother Lu felt slightly guilty.
He suspected the secret technique was most likely not so legitimate.
No wonder he had to avoid people's eyes and ears by taking Wei'Er to a secluded place to 'cast the technique'.
"Just never mind." Lu Xun waved his hand, refusing to explain, righteously saying, "Anyway, Wei'Er is fine now, don't ask about anything else. I've signed a confidentiality agreent with the Treasure Pavilion, and I can't reveal too much information about their products."
"Alright then..." Seeing Brother Lu use the Treasure Pavilion as a shield, Wuer could only shrug, not bothering to further delve into the "secret technique" matter, and instead turned to Wei'Er, asking, "Wei'Er, are you feeling okay? Is there any residue of the curse? Is Brother Lu's secret technique powerful?"
"I... I..." Wei'Er's eyes dodged as she stamred in response, "I'm fine, the secret technique... is very powerful. Ahem, the curse has been lifted, please don't worry."
The others, witnessing this, were once again stunned.
What's going on?
Wei'Er had transferred to the third year fourth class for a while now.
Everyone was quite aware of her personality.
This elf seed to have no desires or distractions. Regardless of what happened, she could handle it calmly. She was like an otherworldly being, ultimately Zen-like.
Even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of her, she would remain unfazed.
Having no desires or worries, living as soone beyond worldly matters.
But now, her behavior was quite unusual, completely different from before.
When had Wei'Er ever shown such a shy and bashful deanor of a little girl?
"No, there's still residue from the curse!"
Suddenly, Wuer's expression darkened, raising his skeletal hand, pointing at both sides of Wei'Er's cheeks and said, "Look, Brother Lu, there are still curse marks that haven't been completely removed. You need to quickly handle it; otherwise, the curse marks will spread."
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