She pursed her lips, her eyes red.
Why don’t I have it?
Having already found the spiritual sword that satisfied them, many people laughed out loud. It was the first time they saw someone with such poor qualifications that even the sword did not respond.
"I don't know if she's here to keep us company or just to fill in the gap."
There was a lot of laughter, Song Wenjing frowned and scolded, and everyone dispersed.
The girl's clothes were wet by the water, and she looked pitifully aggrieved.
"It's okay. It means your chance hasn't come yet. Try again next time."
He also didn't understand. Even the Elf Deer had sent their blessings, but...
In the end, we returned empty-handed.
Back to the yard.
Song Wenjing and Zi Ling exchanged glances for a moment, and the woman understood.
He walked forward and put his arm around her shoulders. "Come on, come on. Senior Sister has prepared a large table of delicious food for you. We don't care about those broken swords! I'll personally go and order a better one for you someday."
Zi Ling was good at stirring people's emotions. With just a few words, she coaxed Ruan Mian into forgetting about the incident. She stopped crying and ate half a roast duck.
Xiaoyuan didn't mention it either, just hoping that she wouldn't think about it.
Xiyue heard about this from other disciples' gossip and wanted to come and comfort Ruan Mian, but she saw Bai Feng next to her.
The girl was practicing sword-wielding, and her movements were so clumsy that she fell down several times.
That is...
Even though one cannot see the true form, one can still feel a hint of the aura of the Immortal Master Qinggui condensed on Bai Feng.
She was so familiar, so familiar to the bone.
Looking at the harmonious scene of the two of them getting along, Xiyue didn't even feel any pain when her nails dug into her flesh.
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