Chapter 215

"Astrology? What are the beautiful stars in the whole sky... So, what do you see?"

Astrological divination or something, in her opinion, these are nonsense.

Isn't it funny to talk about immortals and monsters with a man who once fought in the interstellar and several planets?

Xu Ke didn't know what Jiang Pengji thought. He honestly said, "Ke is not good at astrology. He can only see the difference between Ziwei stars."

Unlike other aristocratic families, he has a lot of educational resources. He can't even read books, let alone ask famous teachers to teach him.

It can be said that after staying in Liufu for more than a month, he read dozens of times more books than before, hundreds of times more!

Where can poor students compare with the accumulation of aristocratic family details?

Today's Xu Ke is not even a poor student. At most, he can only be regarded as a Dalit who bears charges and lives in a Dalit nationality.

"ZIWEIXING is different? How do you say this?"

Jiang Pengji looked up at the stars in the starry sky. She couldn't see any way for most of the day.

Holding his knees, Xu Ke raised his finger to the very bright star in the sky and said, "look, Lang Jun, that's the purple micro star. The color is bright and dark, and there is a strange star flashing around, which is a disaster star. This means that there is a hidden danger around the purple micro emperor star."

Jiang Pengji sneered and said, "it's just a few stars. What corresponds to destiny life is nonsense."

Xu Ke was stunned. Why didn't he follow the routine?

He was stunned and slightly turned his head, but he saw Lang Jun sitting beside him with his knees in his arms.

Her side face is a little fuzzy because of the night, but the light in her eyes is particularly bright in the night.

Jiang Pengji said with a gentle voice, "The stars, in my opinion, have no basis. Those glittering stars are celestial bodies, or the sun very far away from us, which seems out of reach, but the future is hard to say... You say that the purple micro star means the emperor, but now the world is divided into five countries, there are five emperors. Xiaoyu, who do you say the purple micro star in your mouth represents?"

Xu Ke was asked this question by her. He thought for a while. "Ke doesn't know why Lang Jun thinks so, but the theory of stars is not nonsense. Laymen watch the excitement, experts watch the doorway. As for ZIWEIXING... In Ke's opinion, there is only one person naturally, and the rest are fake emperors!"

Jiang Pengji listened so carefully that Xu Ke thought she had been persuaded by herself.

But she didn't want to, she suddenly puffed a smile, and her expression was painful.

"Xiaoyu, I found for the first time that you are a little cute."

Jiang Pengji smiled for a long time, which made Xu Ke ashamed.

He secretly gritted his teeth, suppressed his temper and asked, "Lang Jun, is this... Playing Ke again?"

"No, no... never meant that."

Jiang Pengji said this, but she still smiled and was not persuasive.

When she had laughed enough, she said, "emperor, never a star can decide, so can fate!"

She believed that old monk Chen could see the purple Qi of the emperor, but she didn't believe that these purple Qi could prove anything.

Even monk liaochen said that Ziqi could not guarantee that she would be honored in the Ninth Five Year Plan in the future.

After all, these things are empty.

After a while, Jiang Pengji said, "Xiaoyu, is it difficult for poor people to read?"

Xu Ke couldn't laugh or cry. "Didn't Lang Jun ask this question knowingly?"

Jiang Pengji said, "maybe in ten or even twenty or thirty years, anyone can afford to read it. It's not the privilege of a small number of people."

He didn't expect that what she was going to say was this. He almost didn't react for a while.

Some people yearn for the tunnel, "if so, it is definitely a peaceful and prosperous era that everyone yearns for."

[Lianmeng, an old driver]: I have a hunch. The anchor will play in the live studio for a long time, maybe for a lifetime. I have no perseverance. Maybe I gave up after a month or two. Now I think I will stick to it all the time, maybe for a lifetime. For nothing else, just for the anchor's sentence "everyone can afford to read", I also want to see such a peaceful and prosperous era.

[pie Daxing]: this proves once again that this live studio has great positive energy, although the anchor is a person without three views and integrity.

[dining aunt]: @ old driver Lian Meng, diaomin, this is my baby's advertisement to the anchor!

[Nongfu mountain spring is a little hanging]: Hello! Demon zero? There are a group of unruly people here who want to compete with the palace. Give them a big bonus!

"There will be, there will be everything." Jiang Pengji looked at the sky and calculated the time. "However, the road has to go step by step. If it's too big, it's easy to pull eggs, and you can't eat a mouthful of rice. Kill the bandit stronghold before you complete this ambitious dream."

Xu Ke forced his face: "

[Lian Meng, an old driver]: Xu Ke is a teenager who loves him everyday.

[demon spirit millet]: heartache + 1. I always feel that the anchor likes to talk about Xu Ke's youth with blood boiling, or when tears are about to fill his eyes, suddenly a word that kills the scenery and destroys the atmosphere. Simply, normal people will be embarrassed.

[peach bird]: I believe this is the bad taste of the anchor's love for Xu Ke's youth.

I don't know if it's love, but it's really the bad taste that hasn't run away.

"Here, put it on. Don't catch cold."

Jiang Pengji threw the cold cloak prepared by the maid to Xu Ke and asked him to put it on.

Today's weather has warmed up a lot. Many people have put on spring clothes, and the clothes are thin. Xu Ke is no exception.

However, he still underestimated the temperature in the mountains and forests. The moisture was still spreading in the air. It was even a little cold to the bone.

Holding the cloak, Xu Ke hesitated for a long time to put it on himself. The inner lining of the cloak was sewn with rabbit hair. It was not thick, but very warm. At once, it separated him from the wet and cold air conditioner outside, and his thighs and arms didn't have to shiver secretly.

"Lang Jun is not afraid of cold?" Xu Ke asked.

Jiang Pengji said with a smile, "just such a little temperature. What's cold? I'm not a delicate little boy who is afraid of cold."

Xu Ke looked down at his tightly wrapped self, and then at the man in a neat and energetic suit. He was suspicious and silent.

"No, it's time."

As soon as her voice fell, Meng Hun had secretly commanded Yiwu's episode to hide in the shadow and leaned down to approach the stockade.

The chief of this family is playing the piano.

Jiang Pengji held a crossbow in one hand and opened the string in the other, revealing a little snow-white wrist, which was particularly clear and delicate under the cold moonlight.

She easily mounted the arrow and aimed at the wind tower nearly 300 meters away.

Whew——

The arrow burst out, and a slight sound of breaking the air sounded. She calmly took up the second arrow, which was also sharp.

One before another, the time difference is only one second.

The two minions of the wind tower died with an arrow through their hearts. Half of their bodies were on the horizontal bar, with blood flowing.

At the same time, the man led by nongqin also started at the same time.

After two breaths, there were three warm corpses lying at the foot of nongqin.

She smiled shyly at the staff.

She didn't want to kill people, but she was good at assassination. She broke people's neck at the moment.

Staff member: "