"When I surpass you one day, I will naturally tell you my name." When the girl said this, her expression was extremely serious, and her bright eyes were shining with a cold light, which was extremely sharp.
The people around me all laughed softly when they heard this.
This little girl actually said that she wanted to surpass their master. Do you know what kind of existence the master is?
Little did they know that a fire arose in Xuanhuang's heart.
This contest made her deeply aware of her own shortcomings and the urgent need to become stronger and stronger.
This knowledge made her full of fighting spirit. Not only was she not defeated by failure, it even gave her a clear goal.
The top priority is to find a quiet mountain range to practice our sect's mysterious method.
Thinking back then, she also started to practice internal skills from scratch, and now it should be easy to get twice the result with half the effort.
The young man did not make fun of her like the others. Instead, there was a faint hint of appreciation in his eyes, and he nodded lightly, "Okay! I'll wait for you to tell me your name yourself."
"Chirp!——" A sharp whistling sound came from the wind.
A big man with a bare head jumped up, brandished his two swords and roared, "The bastards are coming again, this time let Mr. Qi send them back to their hometown one by one!!"
"Wugou Wuji, you two will escort the master out first, and we will stay here to deal with it." Beside the young man, a middle-aged scholar immediately waved his hands to make arrangements, with anxiety flashing in his expression, "These things are like gangrene attached to the bones, they will not die until they die.
, endless life..."
"You have suffered a heavy setback before, but you can regroup and catch up so quickly? It's so damn troublesome!!"
The boy in white suddenly waved his hand and said coldly, "Why are you panicking? Don't get yourself into trouble. Wugou, you must protect Wen Ce's safety and stay close to him. If anything goes wrong, come to see us."
"It's the master." The young and handsome boy in Tsing Yi bowed his head to accept the order and nodded vigorously.
"Master, you must not do this." The middle-aged scribe was moved and hurriedly stopped him, "Master, you are seriously injured and it is not suitable to do anything. I'd better let Wu Gu stay by your side..."
"That's it." The young man said coldly and made the final decision, "Qi Laosan, take your men and hold them back, and the rest will follow me."
"Yes!" Without any hesitation or objection, everyone took their positions, and with the young man's order, they all moved out.
The young man slowly turned around and glanced at Xuanhuang briefly, "Follow me too."
Just such a simple sentence was dropped into Xuanhuang's heart like a pebble, causing small waves to appear in circles.
In the face of a formidable enemy, he would actually think of protecting her. A person he met by chance and a useless person with no inner strength at all, he was not afraid of causing trouble to himself?
Wen Ce and others also looked at their master with incredulous eyes. It must be that the master's gentle behavior today really surprised everyone.