The punishment of the great power division

There was a slight pause under her feet, as if she had touched the ground, and the strength on her waist suddenly disappeared, and she landed steadily on the ground.

The pain of fragmentation in the waiting did not come, Luo Qingyu opened his eyes quickly, only to find that he had stood under the ice rock in a good manner. Hands and feet intact.

She's fine! She's still alive and well!

She breathed a sigh of relief, closed her eyes slightly, and calmed her intense heartbeat.

Thinking back to the sudden force that came, and then recalling the moment when she fell on the ice rock, there was also a force that pushed her towards the ice wall......

Could it be that these two forces come from the same person's hand?

As for whose help it came from, she could almost think of it with her toes.

It seems that although the great master trains his disciples to be perverted and harsh, he is not completely inhuman.

At a critical moment, he will still save his disciple's life......

After all, it is not easy for a great master to choose a disciple, if he dies on climbing the ice rock, then he will gain more than he loses?

She believed that even her senior brothers must have passed this level, and there must be times when they missed like her......

The great master must be reluctant to let all his disciples fall to death......

The resentment in her heart, which had been burned by tossing and hunger, finally dissipated a little.

Turned around and ran towards Luoxia Valley.

I don't know if Lu Daozi Sang He prepared lunch for her at night?

She's going to starve!

The gate of Luoxia Valley is empty, and there seems to be some movement inside.

Luo Qingyu pushed the door in with a smile: "Senior Brother Xiangwan, did you make anything delicious?" ”

Her footsteps suddenly stopped, there was no shadow of Zi Sanghe in the small courtyard, only a little disciple was cleaning the courtyard there.

The little disciple had already seen her yesterday, so he naturally knew her identity, and saluted respectfully: "Little Master Uncle Ancestor." ”

That disciple was still a teenager, the apprentice grandson of Luo Qingyu's third senior brother, Master Lianyu, who was slightly older than Luo Qingyu, and his handsome and capable face still had a bit of childishness.

"Xiao Zhao, where is my son Senior Brother Sang Hewan?"

"Back to Uncle Xiaoshi, Uncle Zisang has a mission to return to the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Souls." Xiao Zhao replied respectfully.

Luo Qingyu: "......"

"When?" When she and Zi Sanghe broke up late in the morning, she didn't hear him talk about it.

"About midnight, Uncle Zisang left in a hurry after coming down from the Melting Snow Valley, and when he left, he ordered his disciples to clean the courtyard." Xiao Zhao replied methodically.

When Ann returns, please?!

So he was sent out by a great power teacher?!

The Great Master did it on purpose, right?!

Zhilu said that she would come down to eat, so she took her 'queen chef' away in advance!

Luo Qingyu's heart rose with hunger and hunger, and his hands grasped and held, and he shook and grasped.

Did that great master deliberately toss her to hone her will?

Or is it that the idle egg hurts and panics to take pleasure in tossing her, to pass his long and lonely time?

She's so hungry! Her eyes turned black with hunger, and she asked weakly: "Xiao Zhao, where is the big kitchen?" ”

The great master gave her two hours, and she naturally didn't have time to cook by herself, so she could only go to the big canteen for now.

"In the Valley of the Mighty Winds." Xiao Zhao replied, paused, and said, "Little Uncle Ancestor wants to eat Chinese food?" I'm afraid it won't work......"

Luo Qingyu was stunned: "Why can't you do it?" ”

"Mighty Wind Valley has a strict schedule for eating, and lunch must be eaten at two o'clock in the afternoon, and it is already past meal time. Once the meal is over, the kitchen will not serve and dispose of the leftovers. ”