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Chapter 3593 Song Qingqiong's death(2/2)

What went wrong..." Chen Xuan once again took out Yu Wentian's notes and carefully looked at the densely packed small words on it: "The words this guy wrote are so small, it's really hard on the eyes."

Chen Xuan couldn't help but complain. The characters on this notebook were too small, and Chen Xuan could only read them clearly if he was very close.

As a dragon pattern master, the handwriting written by Yu Wentian was actually very ugly. Chen Xuan even had to decipher it repeatedly before he could understand what he wrote.

"Isn't this Yu Wentian deliberately trying to cause some trouble for me? The characters are written like a heavenly book. I have just learned the characters of the Dragon Blood Empire, and it is simply difficult to understand.

…” Seeing the small words on this note, Chen Xuan felt like he was going crazy.

He was not familiar with the writing of the Dragon Blood Empire, and Yu Wentian's writing was very sloppy, so he couldn't tell what was written.

Finally, a line of small characters caught Chen Xuan's attention. He vaguely discovered that when Yu Wentian was writing, he deliberately kept one line neat, but the next line became very sloppy.

As for the neat lines of small characters, Chen Xuan could also tell what was written in them.

After carefully looking at the handwriting written on it, Chen Xuan suddenly understood: "So that's it. I finally know why the third line has always failed. It turns out there is something wrong here..." If it weren't for reading Yu Wentian's notes

According to the above record, even if Chen Xuan tried to break his head, he probably wouldn't find out what was wrong with him.

With a confident smile on his face, Chen Xuan took a piece of animal skin from the side: "I will definitely break through this time. I don't believe it. I can't do anything to you today."

A dark red ball of light emerged from his fingers, and Chen Xuan lightly tapped it on his arm, and dragon patterns were immediately carved on his arm.

Silently reciting the magic formula, Chen Xuan circulated the power of the dragon pattern, and the pattern above was also taking shape bit by bit.
Chapter completed!
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