The latter stands still, looking from the leftmost to the farthest, and from the farthest to the leftmost.
For a moment, the Xun Ge at this moment overlapped with the Xun Ge that Wu Ren had first met on the riverbank under the Karadom Bridge.
——"You're not going to cry, are you?"
A familiar tone sounded above the two cubs' heads.
Yu Xunge suddenly raised his head and looked up. Zhuri, who was still in camouflage on the flying motorcycle, was supporting his chin with one hand and looking at him seriously.
With a smile on his face, the cub flew up and shouted in surprise, "You came to pick me up?!"
Zhuri rubbed his ears because of the shouting of the apprentices. When did he develop the habit of talking loudly?
Halfway through the flight, seeing that Wu Ren was still on the ground, Yu Xunge flew down again, hugged Wu Ren and flew with her to the side of the motorcycle.
Ever since Yu Xunge lost most of her baby teeth, she no longer likes to laugh out loud. Even when she laughs, she has to cover her mouth. But at this moment, she seems to have forgotten this problem.
After she threw the mist blade onto the back seat, she flew to Zhuri's side, flew from the side to the front of the motorcycle, and then flew to the left side: "I have learned it. I have an S-level God-given talent. I thought you wouldn't come to pick me up. Aren't you busy today? Aren't you on your way?"
Mist Blade even wanted to lend her his tail.
Zhuri, with a headache, grabbed the apprentice by the collar and threw her on the back seat, stepped on the accelerator, and drove towards the West District at high altitude.
The wind ahead brought Zhuri's questioning voice: "What was your expression just now? Were you going to cry?"
"No! Absolutely not! Haha, it's so funny, how could it be possible!"
"...You are the best! Otherwise, I think you want to stay in the arena for another month!"
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It wasn't until the afternoon of the next day, on the way to Garbage Street, that Zhuri asked, "So, what is your God-given talent?"
When they asked this question, three strings appeared around them and flew around them. This was a skill that blocked their tracks and sounds.
In the past, I would always use this technique when I went to class on the way.
Yu Xunge flew a short distance forward, then turned to face Zhuri and backed away. She looked at Zhuri and said, "My God-given gift is the summer snowman."
She explained several skills and observed Zhuri's expression.
But until she finished explaining the five skills of [Summer Snowman], she did not show any hope or regret on her face, and she looked very calm.
Yu Xunge asked: "Then can I still be your apprentice?"
The elf's gray-blue eyes slanted downward, and he glanced lazily at the apprentice: "Just barely."
Just as they officially entered Garbage Street, Yu Xunge suddenly pulled Zhuri's cape shoulder buckle to stop him. Facing his questioning gaze, she leaned close to Zhuri's ear and whispered, "I don't have any innate skills bestowed by the evil god, but I have awakened a skill that comes with sin."
That was all she said.
Zhuri looked at her apprentice with a smile on her face. She asked expectantly, "So, have you decided to tell your dear teacher what your skill is?"
"No." Yu Xunge looked back at Zhuri and said firmly, "I just want to tell you that I do."
"Aren't you afraid that I will be disappointed in you? I am your teacher."
"You said, 'We never take the initiative to tell others what our evil God-given talents are.' I think the same applies to my skills."
Zhuri's smile suddenly became genuine, and she said, "What a pity! I wanted to hang you somewhere just now."
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