"Senior sister, senior sister, is Ye Liang really that amazing? Is he even more amazing than Master?" Hearing this, junior sister Yang Ting was even happier.

She kept asking her senior sister questions.

The second senior sister chimed in, "Pretty much. Even if junior brother can't compare to master now, I believe it won't be long before he can."

"Ye Liang, did you hear that? Senior sister thinks so highly of you." The junior sister was very happy for Ye Liang and also a little envious of him.

Feeling embarrassed by his senior sister's praise, Ye Liang reached out and touched his head, saying, "Actually, it's all thanks to our sect's techniques. I'm quite useless; if I hadn't practiced our sect's techniques, I wouldn't have achieved what I have today. I really appreciate the support and care that my senior sisters have given me."

After saying this, Ye Liang himself laughed.

In the past, it was always others who said these things to him, the young master.

Now, he was genuinely saying these words to his senior sisters.

His senior sisters not only took care of his daily life, but also taught him the sect's precious cultivation techniques. Ye Liang would never forget their kindness.

"Senior sister, listen to this, Ye Liang is really kind-hearted." Ye Liang's words about having a good conscience made the junior sister unable to help but praise him again in front of her, saying that he was kind-hearted and had not forgotten his roots.

"Yes. Junior brother is very good." The senior sister said this with a cool and aloof demeanor.

Even though the eldest sister was as cold as snow, she spoke so gently of him, which made the young master, who was used to being surrounded by beautiful women in games, blush and feel hot all of a sudden.

She couldn't help but say somewhat sheepishly, "Senior Sister, please stop talking about me. You should go and have lunch. Second Sister saved some food for you."

"No rush." ​​The senior sister looked at Ye Liang's chest with a hint of anticipation: "Junior brother, I'm well-rested now, and you've learned some powerful skills, so you're quite strong now. Shall we go fight the bandits this afternoon? This is a major threat to our mountain gate, and I won't feel at ease until we eliminate them today."

Upon hearing this, the second senior sister and the youngest senior sister couldn't contain their anticipation and were waiting for Ye Liangfa to say something.

Now, although Ye Liang is their junior brother, he is their pillar of support.

They all obey Ye Liang's orders.

With such high expectations from his senior sisters, how could Ye Liang possibly disappoint them?

Although the original plan was to fight the bandits tonight, since my senior sister can't sit still, we'll just change the plan.

Ye Liang immediately smiled and nodded in agreement, but with one condition:

"Senior sister, make sure you eat lunch properly. After lunch, we'll get going."

Upon hearing this, Senior Sister Qi Xue was moved and nodded gently, a deep excitement hidden in her beautiful eyes. She immediately said to Second Junior Sister, "Junior Sister, prepare lunch for me. I'll eat!"

"Long live!" Upon hearing this, the junior sister shouted happily.

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The eldest sister went to eat right away. The second sister is taking care of her.

Ye Liang also began to put on his equipment, the enhanced Golden Wolf Helmet and Crimson Blood Pigskin Armor.

Although such equipment, with its wolf head and pigskin armor, looks quite mismatched and even a bit awkward and funny.

However, the key is that the equipment can save your life, and it just needs to be useful.

This is a life-or-death battle. Whether or not you wear equipment, the difference in strength will be huge.

To win, to protect my senior sister, to protect our sect, what does it matter if my clothes are a little ugly?

If it can help you win, survive, and protect the people you want to protect and the family you care about, then it is the best equipment and the most beautiful equipment!

The junior sister carefully helped Ye Liang put on his equipment.

Like a younger sister helping her older brother put on his armor, she feels worried and concerned for him.

"Ye Liang, be careful. Don't die." The junior sister helped Ye Liang put on his equipment, and as she did so, her eyes reddened.

Tears welled up in my eyes.

Ye Liang said with a heavy heart, "Don't worry, Junior Sister. We won't die, we'll all live well."

When faced with matters of life and death, the ability to control oneself is actually the least reliable thing.

A stray arrow struck you in the face; even with your pigskin armor, it couldn't save your life.

Therefore, life and death remain uncertain.

However, Ye Liang still didn't forget to care about his junior sister, saying, "I also want to tell you not to rush forward recklessly. You don't have pigskin armor like mine, so when fighting, you must stand behind me and let me block the swords for you."

"Okay. I'll take care of myself," the junior sister replied to Ye Liang somewhat perfunctorily.

She would never agree to hide behind Ye Liang and let him take the blows for her.

However, she did feel Ye Liang's concern for her, and her heart was warmed.

Outside Xiaoxianzhuang.

Three people met unexpectedly, but not entirely unexpectedly.

Silently, they shared some things with each other.

One person took out three pieces of cloth armor, keeping one for himself and giving two to the others.

One person took out three weapons, keeping one for himself and distributing two to the others.

One person took out three bottles of pills, keeping one for himself and distributing two to the others.

Afterwards, the three looked at each other and smiled gently.

"Isn't this a form of exchanging goods and services? Haha," one of them laughed.

The other two had silent eyes and slightly composed smiles on their faces.

"Who knows who will be able to come back this time? If you ask me, no matter who comes back, we should burn some paper money for them every Qingming Festival, what do you think?"

One of them suggested. He had a slight limp. He was the one who distributed the pills.

"Bring me a jar of wine. Yellow wine is fine. I'm not picky." This one-armed man was the one who distributed the weapons.

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