It turns out that she was thinking too much. Bai Ye had a more direct way to deal with them than to hit people.
"From today, as long as you have nothing to do, come to me to practice. I will definitely ‘help’ you well."
Bai Ye threw three cushions on the ground, and the few people looked at each other, showing a desperate expression.
Attitude to the two early stage girls in the Wuling stage, Bai Ye passed on his experience at that stage to them, and then gave them a spirit-enhancing pill each, allowing them to surrender when they reach the peak of Wuling.
In the days to come, the two little girls suddenly had a goal as if they were injected with chicken blood.
They tacitly did not ask about the source of Bai Ye's pill. They had been shocked by her too many times before, and became accustomed to it.
During his experience in the mountains, Qiao Yu advanced to the middle stage of the Martial Master. His time was still short and his speed would be much slower. It would not take him overnight to reach the peak of the Martial Master.
Bai Ye did not rush to let him practice on his own, but instead asked him to focus on breathing and consolidate his strength. He called him to go to the arena from time to time, restrain his strength, and compete with him with the strength of the mid-stage Martial Master.
After the level of Martial Master, your strength will only be more room for improvement in continuous combat.
The new Fu Sheng and Mo Chanyin were assigned to the Tianshi Class without any surprise and became classmates with Bai Ye. The two were handsome, and Mo Chanyin was a real master of love. Soon, the female students gradually changed their goals, and finally gave Bai Ye, the pseudo-man, a pseudo-man, a chance to breathe.
During this period, she sneaked to the dark room to visit Li Xunle. It was cold and she was afraid that he would be frozen there. But this kid was completely in a state of prosperity. The guards treated him like a master and provided free candy, but she was afraid that the young master would escape if he was unhappy and their job would not be guaranteed.
At the same time, Nanxiang led the Xuan King's most elite secret guards to engage in a tough battle on the border of Nanzhao.
More than a dozen secret guards blocked a gentle man in a water blue long gown, while the blocked man sat funny on the ground eating roast chicken legs, and there was a half-closed folding fan next to him.
"National Master, just go with your subordinates." Nan Xiang persuaded earnestly.
Xingchen had one hand to clean his ears and curled his lips, "I said to Lord Nanxiang, can you stop saying this again and again? I have been so tired of hearing it for two days."
"I am not good at speaking, so I ask the national teacher to go with me!" Nan Xiang was not a good character, and he could not attack Xingchen. No one knew how depressed he felt.
Xingchen sighed heavily, threw his bones away, and walked to Nanxiang with a soft smile.
"Let me tell you the truth. I'm busy looking for a little master. Time is very tight. Zhulu can't be reached in a short while." He patted Nan Xiang's strong chest with familiarity, and rubbed a hand of chicken oil on his body.
"The master is also competing for the Lu now, and just happens to follow the national teacher." Nan Xiang looked at the shiny oil flowers on his clothes on his chest stiffly, and had the urge to kill someone.
Xingchen looked very surprised and said to himself: "It turns out that Di Yun is competing for the Lu~ Fortunately, he didn't go."
Hearing this, Nan Xiang's mouth twitched, and this slut was talking nonsense!
"Nanxiang, you should be very busy with Di Yun all day. There is no need to spend this time with me. In the end, you can't complete the task. If Di Yun is angry, you will be in trouble and leave. I will feel guilty!"
"..." Nan Xiang has never seen such a shameless person before. If you feel guilty, you should cooperate more!