Several female classmates nearby were even more overjoyed.

But Fang Che only said a few words and left.

He was still in a hurry to practice, and he only came here because his cousin was about to go on a mission, so he came to say goodbye and send some resources and things he needed outside.

Very normal.

In the afternoon, Fang Qingyun and others were discussing their outings. This was their first mission, and they chose a relatively low-risk herb collection mission.

But Wan Zhimei was a little absent-minded.

Because she found a secret mark beside the door; she didn't know when it was there.

This mark is a crooked heart shape with a few scattered dots drawn inside the heart shape, like a child's graffiti.

Wan Zhimei arrived at the door without leaving a trace. She rubbed her hand lightly and the trace disappeared.

My heart was beating loudly. Fortunately, I discovered it. If someone else discovered it, it would directly prove that there was an undercover agent teaching Xin in this class.

Once an investigation is launched, the consequences will be disastrous.

But why is this happening now?

Summoning order? For what?

"Meimei, why are you looking so red?" Liu Xueyun asked, "Do you have a fever?"

"fine."

Wan Zhimei said: "It will not affect the action."

She paused and said:

"We'll leave early tomorrow morning. There's still enough time. I've put some things in the room. I'll just pack them up and take them with me tonight."

"kindness."

Although others feel that Wan Zhimei's words are a bit superfluous, after all, everyone has agreed upon the matter, so you repeat it again.

But I didn't think about anything else.

After the discussion, everyone dispersed.

At night, it was just getting dark.

Wan Zhimei went out carrying a garbage bag, walked around in a circle, threw away the garbage bag, and then went to the woods nearby.

It seemed like he was taking a relaxing walk.

But his eyes were searching eagerly.

Finally, something was found on a piece of bark on a tree.

The mark seemed to have been eliminated, as if it had been blown away by the wind. Wan Zhimei's heart was beating wildly, and she moved closer and leaned against the tree.

This piece of bark is at the height where the palm of your hand naturally hangs.

With a gentle push of the hand, the bark fell off, revealing a small hole.

There is a small jade bottle and a small note inside.

She held it in her hand without leaving a trace and put it in her arms.

Then he trampled the bark of the tree to pieces and walked out of the woods as if nothing had happened.

When I returned to my room, I entered the toilet.

Then he took out the note.

The leader rewarded him with ten years of elixir.

Ten years of pills!

Wan Zhimei's pupils were a little bigger.

As the name suggests, after taking this elixir, the digestion power can increase your cultivation level by ten years out of thin air!

Moreover, it is a secret elixir from the Yixin Sect.

This is actually a reward!

Wan Zhimei was a little confused, but then she understood that she had broken through the Wuzong, and now she had made a smooth transition to the second level of the Wuzong.

Already qualified to receive sect resources and improve your cultivation.

This is about cultivating yourself!

Wanzhimei is like a treasure.

Two ten-year pills.

After twenty years of cultivation, although my qualifications are average, just below the first level, these two pills are enough to push my cultivation up a few levels!

I would like to explain here that the so-called elixir that improves one's cultivation level by ten years does not mean that everyone can improve one's cultivation level by ten years after taking it.

After all, some people with poor qualifications have bodies like funnels, no matter how much spiritual power they put in, they will be scattered.

With Wan Zhimei's qualifications, although it is not possible to fully absorb twenty years of cultivation, there is no problem in leaving one third.

Wan Zhimei returned to the room, prepared the food and water she needed for hunger and thirst, and closed the door.

Take out a pill.

She swallowed it without thinking.

…

The second day.

After Fang Qingyun and others gathered, they found that Wan Zhimei had not arrived yet.

So Liu Xueyun and another girl rushed to search. But the door could not be opened, and a foul smell came from the room.

Liu Xueyun kicked the door open, only to find that Wan Zhimei had been lying on the bed, dead for a long time.

Even the corpses have rotted.

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