Seven days passed quickly, and it was finally the day for Luo Ling'er to leave Nanjia Mountain.

Early in the morning, Huangpu Murong gathered all the disciples of the Lianyue Sect at the martial arts field.

Going out for training once every three years is a big event for the disciples of the Lianyue Sect. The result of the training means the results of what has been learned in the past three years.

There were thousands of people standing in the martial arts arena, each of them tall and straight, dressed in flowing white clothes, and holding the same sword in their hands.

This time, there were a total of 276 disciples from the Lianyue Sect who went out for training. Among them, the one who received the most attention was naturally Luo Ling'er, Dongfang Haoyue's direct disciple and the only female disciple of the Lianyue Sect.

Everyone wants to know what kind of strength this girl who has lived with her master in Chiyue Peak all year round is now.

On the martial arts field, all the disciples of the Lianyue Sect were standing there neatly dressed, waiting quietly for the arrival of Dongfang Haoyue and the little junior sister.

Huangpu Murong was also dressed in white clothes, and Ni Shan was standing next to him. Ni Shan, who usually liked to play and play, actually had an indescribable aura of a king at this moment.

The two handsome men just stood there with their hands behind their hands, giving people a feeling that they should not be underestimated and worshiped. It seemed that they were born to be worshiped.

suddenly.

A faint fragrance floated in, and Dongfang Haoyue and Luo Ling'er stepped into the sky. They were both dressed in white clothes, and their thick black hair danced in the wind.

That pair of people were like gods coming down from the sky, making people feel awe.

"Welcome Master!"

Following the voice of Murong Huangpu, all the disciples in the martial arts field knelt down and shouted in unison: "Welcome Master!"

Dongfang Haoyue closed his jaw slightly, and a voice like pearls came out of his mouth: "Everyone, get up!"

"Thank you, Master!"

Luo Ling'er made a face at Ni Shan, who was now standing next to him. Dongfang Haoyue glanced at everyone, and every one of the Lianyue Sect disciples standing on the martial arts field felt an inexplicable pressure.

However, the excitement in their hearts is even more difficult to suppress. It is rare for people like them to see Dongfang Haoyue once. Although he is their master, it is usually the senior brothers who teach them martial arts. Occasionally, he will teach them martial arts.

Being able to get guidance from senior brother Huangpu Murong and sixth senior brother Ni Shan.

"I go out for training once every three years. I hope you all have good results."

Dongfang Haoyue didn't say much. After he finished speaking briefly, Huangpu Murong came up and said a few inspiring words, and then announced that the two hundred and seventy-six disciples were going down the mountain to practice.

Of course, people at each stage are assigned to different places.

When everyone present heard that Luo Linger was assigned to the Warcraft Mountains, all their eyes fell on her.

Can a frail-looking woman really come back alive after going to the Warcraft Mountains alone? How powerful must the master's direct disciple be?

Everyone seems to be waiting and waiting.

Looking at their eyes, Luo Ling'er also secretly vowed in her heart that this time she would only succeed and not fail, otherwise she would be embarrassed. Looking at Ni Shan with a solemn expression, she smiled mischievously at him: "Hey!

Why are you looking so sad?"
Chapter completed!