Jiang Chuan didn't move, didn't look up, just stared at the straw grasshopper in a daze, he knew that Ding Muyun was watching him.

"Does it look familiar?" Ding Muyun approached him and asked him.

Jiang Chuan said: "The weaving method in Qingzhou is different from this one."

"What's the difference?" Ding Muyun handed him a few straws, "Make one up, let me see."

Not good!Be stared at by her.

He took the grass and began to weave, deliberately slow, so that Ding Muyun could see his weaving method clearly.

Ding Muyun looked at it seriously, and frowned. Why is he still left-handed?how could be?

She was in a daze, and the grasshopper had already been weaved. This grasshopper was very big, and its two front paws were like two machetes.

Jiang Chuan sent the weaved grasshopper to Ding Muyun.

Unexpectedly, Ding Muyun was staring at him steadfastly. He held up the grasshopper and shook it in front of her eyes a few times, but she didn't recover.

At this moment, the Third Young Master of the Empire came over.

It was almost noon and the weather was hot. The three of them splashed a few times in the water and finally felt cool. Hu Changjian splashed a handful of water on his face and scolded Jiang Chuan angrily. A straw grasshopper dangled in front of Ding Muyun.

He had a crush on the smart and funny Ding Muyun, and he felt jealous when he saw it, and said angrily, "You bastard, you caused everyone to be punished, but you still have the mind to weave grasshoppers to please the girl?"

"None of your business." It was Ding Muyun who cursed.She heard this just as she came back to her senses, and she also got angry and slapped herself on the ground to stand up, frowning coldly.

Hu Changjian was so frightened that he immediately lost his temper, but he couldn't just lose the battle under the watchful eyes of everyone, so he turned to his teammates in the same team, and reprimanded those who were grinning, "What are you laughing at?" You still have a smile on your face? Like a dog in a mess, is there still dignity at all?"

Although the family backgrounds of those few were no less than the third in the empire, they were all born in famous families.

A student said embarrassingly: "It was you who came up with the idea to jointly sign the letter, otherwise you wouldn't have been fined [-] points and punished to come to this ghost place to suffer."

"What did you say?"

Hu Changjian suspected that he had heard it wrong. This group of people had always followed the advice of the third young master of the empire, and they started to contradict him.

The student said: "We were punished only after listening to your words and signing the letter."

"Is that our fault?"

The student pouted.

"If it's not for him, how could he be punished?" Hu Changjian's angry expression twisted, and he insisted on throwing his anger at Jiang Chuan, "Jiang Chuan, let's settle the score today."

Here we go again, Jiang Chuan thought.

However, he has long been mentally prepared, the soldiers come to cover up the water and the earth, no matter what the trick is, just follow it.

Hu Changjian rolled up his sleeves and pulled out a dagger from his waist. The dagger shone coldly and stabbed at Jiangchuan.

He usually fights with people, and he doesn't need to do it himself; this time he was forced to take out the dagger, and he just wanted to scare Jiang Chuan, but instead of hiding, he stretched out his hand to block it. In an instant, it came out from the robe of the practice uniform.

The pain made Jiang Chuan bend down, his right hand tightly clutching his left arm.

Hu Changjian stabbed someone for the first time, his face turned pale with fright, his hand shook the dagger and fell to the ground, and he was stunned.

Ding Muyun was also stunned.

Fu Yu rushed over and pushed Hu Changjian. Cheng Nanjun immediately blocked Hu Changjian, and Han Mo also took a step forward to block Hu Changjian.

Fu Yu roared: "The third young master of the empire is so majestic. If you hurt someone, can you still kill someone?"

As soon as he finished cursing, Lu Junchen ran over, stood in front of Jiang Chuan, pushed his glasses and looked eager to try.

Three against three?

The people around saw that there was a good show, and they all gathered around.

That Jinglei also likes to watch the excitement, strolled over and looked around the six people, probably felt that he couldn't fight, so he squirted his nose at the people on both sides, and went down the river again.

Ding Muyun came back to his senses at this moment, walked over, grabbed Jiang Chuan's hand involuntarily, held his breath and rolled up his sleeves to check the wound.

She remembered that there were three moles on Shang Hao's left arm, which were present in his mother's womb. If he were Shang Hao, these three moles would definitely be there, and he couldn't get rid of them.

But when the sleeves were rolled up, there were only bleeding wounds, no moles at all, not a single one.

Ding Muyun didn't believe it, and thought, maybe he remembered wrongly, the three moles were not on his left arm, but on his right arm.She decisively grabbed Jiang Chuan's right arm and rolled up her sleeve...

still none!

Ding Muyun was confused and looked at Jiang Chuan in disbelief.

If it wasn't Shang Hao, why would I think of Shang Hao whenever I saw him?No one had ever made her feel so strongly in all these years, and it couldn't be wrong!

At this time, Fu Yu next to him said: "Miss Ding, are you looking for something on my brother Jiang? Did you find it? If you find it, take me, Jiang Chuan, and leave some room for us to fight... ..."

Ding Muyun only heard the first half of the sentence, coughed dryly, and said: "You don't know, I have learned some medical skills from the dean, and I am looking at the color change of the two arms to judge whether there is poison on the dagger... It seems that it is not Not poisoned..."

She usually goes down the mountain to dig sandworms, and it is inevitable that she will be bitten by sandworms, so she will bring some medicine with her. She took off the wish bag at her waist, took out a porcelain bottle, and poured some white powder on Jiang Chuan's wound. Then wrapped it with a handkerchief, remembered that Fu Yu said that he was going to fight, looked up, and it seemed that he was really going to fight.

Her thoughts were all on Jiang Chuan, and she shouted at Jinglei: "Officer, do you care?"

Jinglei gave her a blank look, and lay flat in the water without moving.

But with this sound, Zilan King Kong was called. It flew in the sky for a while, and saw the situation below. Seeing that Jinglei didn't move, it swooped down and stopped in front of Jinglei, chirping.

Unexpectedly, Jinglei listened to Zilan King Kong. He turned over in the water and stood up, and rushed straight to the middle of the two parties. Cheng Nanjun was about to make a move, but was struck by Jinglei's head like lightning, and he took a few steps back and almost fell over. Falling to the ground, it looked at Fu Yu again, and Fu Yu hurriedly begged for mercy: "Officer, don't hit, don't hit..."

It looked at Cheng Nanjun again.

Cheng Nanjun grew up in a military camp, and he was a horse slave. When he saw a good horse, he automatically became a slave. This "Thunder" reputation was well-known, and his face was full of hospitality immediately: "Boss officer, I was wrong, don't be angry."

He reached out his hand to touch it, but was sprayed by Jinglei, smiled and followed behind Jinglei's buttocks, and went into the water.As soon as he reached the water's edge, Jinglei kicked his head, making him covered in mud.

There were a few good students who originally wanted to watch the excitement, but now that the excitement was over, they turned their attention to Ding Muyun and Jiang Chuan.

This look seemed to have seen something terrible, and they all glanced at their mouths. The one who was bickering with Hu Changjian just now showed a look of shock and muttered: "That weak and useless person can't even avoid a dagger. Have the face to be a man?"

The voice was quite low, and Ding Muyun didn't dare to hear it.

Even though Jiang Chuan is weak and looks sick, these people have to admit that this boy is handsome, with a pale complexion, deep eyes but always revealing a sense of desolation, which is what big girls like nowadays appearance.

Could it be... that kid seemed to have figured it out in an instant, and sighed, "Could it be that he was injured on purpose to make Miss Ding sympathize with him, scheming, scheming!"

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