He said to the Jindan-stage cultivator without a trace of emotion: "It is not a pity to disturb my rest. Death is not a pity."
After saying that, he just flicked his sleeves, and a dazzling white light flashed like a sharp blade, splitting the man in two. The moment the man fell to the ground, he turned into a pool of blood, and the flowers and plants on the ground immediately became lush.
The whole process took only a blink of an eye, which shows how powerful this man is.
Just when she thought he would kill her, he just glanced at her calmly and said, "I'm not interested in killing small animals," and then he flew away on his sword.
From then on, she became obsessed with her savior.
Even though she knew that the other person did not kill to save her, she still believed that he saved her life.
In order to repay her savior as soon as possible, she practiced hard every day, day after day, year after year, until she succeeded in overcoming the tribulation for the first time and could fly on the sword.
She went to look for her savior with great joy. During a competition, she saw a man sitting on a chair, looking down on the world at the two people competing on the stage.
Only then did she know that the other person's name was Fuhua, the proud disciple of the Xietian Sect.
But considering the huge gap in strength between him and me, I feel unworthy of standing by his side and protecting him.
So she chose to practice while secretly visiting him.
It was also because of this that he realized how fast this man was practicing and how he was being left further and further behind by him.
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