Looking at Zhu Xiaowei's shaky, staggering but upright little back, and his extremely determined little figure, the group of adults below all had some emotions and sighs in their hearts.
"Perhaps, a miracle will happen..."
Miracle, how could there be a miracle? Miracles are called miracles because they are almost impossible to happen.
Two hundred steps!
Two hundred and fifty steps!
Three hundred steps!
The later it got, the slower Zhu Xiaowei's speed became. Every time he took a step, his body would shake violently, as if he would die at any moment.
Almost everyone's eyes were glued to the little child.
Every pause he made made everyone's heart jump to their throat.
"Three hundred and twelve, three hundred and thirteen, three hundred and fourteen..." In the end, I don't know who started counting for him, and as they counted, everyone started counting for him in unison.
The fact that this child could hold on until this point was far beyond everyone's expectations and greatly shocked others.
You know, he is now walking on a staircase full of spiritual power, but he is a child without any spiritual power at all... Yes, he is still a child.
With this kind of perseverance, even if this child cannot repair chains in this life, he will have outstanding achievements in any other field!
"Don't go up there anymore, really don't go up there anymore, look at his feet..."
At first, Zhu Xiaowei left sweat on the stairs, but at this moment, the soles of his shoes had already been penetrated by the scorching stairs, and his feet were in direct contact with the hot ground.
The constant hissing sound, the rising black smoke, and the bloody footprints with every step shocked everyone.
Those with hard hearts couldn't bear to watch it any longer, while those with soft hearts couldn't help but have tears welling up in their eyes.
This child is so strong and yet so pitiful.
At this moment, many people couldn't help but look at Mo Yunqing.
Based on the perseverance shown by this child, can't Weiyang Palace make an exception?
How could Mo Yunqing not understand what this group of people were thinking? She smiled coldly and said bluntly, "Waste is waste. Instead of staying at home, you have to come out and embarrass yourself. It's disgusting!"
Mo Yunqing spoke very loudly. Instead of lowering her voice intentionally, she raised her pitch intentionally!
Su Luo clearly saw that when Zhu Xiaowei heard these words, he clenched his hand into a fist, and blood dripped down from his palm.
Everyone looked at Mo Yunqing with some displeasure.
The Saint Lady of the Weiyang Palace was undoubtedly high and mighty, but her words were rather harsh. However, the situation was stronger than anyone else's, and they dared not speak out. They could only simmer with indignation, hoping someone would come out and punish Mo Yunqing.
They suddenly remembered that the beautiful girl and Mo Yunqing had been fighting with each other just now, and that girl didn't look like someone who was easy to mess with. She wouldn't be so arrogant towards Mo Yunqing, right?
However, to everyone's disappointment, the girl named Su Luo only looked at Zhu Xiaowei's back and did not refute Mo Yunqing at all.
Everyone was disappointed. Alas, the Saint Lady was the Saint Lady. Who dared to contradict her? They could only watch her act arrogantly.
Mo Yunqing glanced at Su Luo provocatively: "After hundreds of years, you have become more and more timid. It's ridiculous."
Su Luo still didn't look at Mo Yunqing, as if she turned a deaf ear to her words...
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