Seeing that Ning Wushuang, who was drenched in blood, still didn't give up, many of the disciples below began to choke. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

There were even many female disciples who admired Ning Wushuang and couldn't cry.

"Master......" Qin'er looked at the old man, and wanted the old man to help Ning Wushuang.

But the old man sighed and said, "Master is also incompetent......"

But just as the old man spoke, a cyan streamer crossed everyone's eyes and appeared above Ning Wushuang.

Xiao Qing stepped on a turquoise flying sword, and looked at Ning Wushuang who was slowly squirming with tears streaming down her face.

Then he waved his hand, and a bronze axe appeared out of thin air.

Xiao Qing let out a loud shout, and the small axe flashed cold, smashing towards the almost invisible light shield that shrouded Ning Wushuang.

"Senior Sister Xiaoqing......" Before the little axe could be smashed, Ning Wushuang shouted.

Xiao Qing paused, looked at Ning Wushuang, and looked at the unwillingness in his eyes, Xiao Qing reluctantly put away the small axe.

"Thank you, Senior Sister Xiaoqing." Ning Wushuang squeezed out a smile with difficulty, and then continued to squirm.

At this time, Ning Wushuang had become a bloody person, and her pupils gradually lost their lustre.

And the top of the mountain is only one step away from him.

"Sect Master, old man......" Ning Wushuang stretched out his palm and slowly raised it.

"You promised me that when I reached the top of the mountain, you would let me cultivate." Ning Wushuang put his palm on the top of the mountain and roared at the same time, as if he had vented all his unwillingness in the past ten years.

At this moment, the entire Sword Tomb Peak shook, and an invisible impact spread from the top of the mountain, like layers of waves, knocking back all the surrounding disciples, including the old man, a few steps.

The pressure on Ning Wushuang's body also disappeared, and Xiaoqing swooped down at the first time, squatting beside Ning Wushuang to treat him.

"Senior Sister Xiaoqing...... I did it. Ning Wushuang grinned at Xiao Qing.

Xiaoqing wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said with relief, "Silly boy, I know, don't move first, senior sister will heal you." ”

Ning Wushuang nodded slightly, then closed her eyes, quietly enjoying her body warming up a little bit.

At this moment, the disciples below burst into cheers.

But in just an instant, an extremely powerful pressure burst in, causing these cheering disciples to suddenly fall silent.

A white-haired middle-aged man was suspended in mid-air, staring at a group of disciples below with sharp and cold eyes.

Finally, there was a cold snort, and the sound of cold snort reached the ears of every disciple, causing them to tremble, and they lowered their heads and did not dare to speak.

Ning Wushuang also opened his eyes at this time.

When he saw the white-haired and cold middle-aged man above, he had mixed emotions in his eyes.

"Sect Master, I have reached the top, and according to the original agreement, I can cultivate." Ning Wushuang spoke with anticipation.

And everyone below, including the old man Qin'er, also cast their eyes in anticipation.

"Cultivation?" The white-haired middle-aged man spoke plainly, but in the blandness, it was as cold as the Nine Hells.

"At the beginning, it was agreed that you would not borrow foreign objects and rely entirely on your own strength to reach the top, and before you reached the top, you took pills, what qualifications do you have to cultivate."

Hearing the white-haired middle-aged man's words, Ning Wushuang's pupils shrank, and he was extremely unwilling in his heart.

struggled to stand up, looking at the white-haired middle-aged man with a hideous face.

"What qualifications do you have to cultivate?" Ning Wushuang began to roar, "You won't let me cultivate for no reason, I ask you, why don't you let me cultivate." ”

Many of the disciples below were also clenched with their fists, and they were very angry at the behavior of the white-haired middle-aged man.

"Why?" The white-haired middle-aged man snorted coldly, "I'm stronger than you with my strength." ”

The cold snort of the white-haired middle-aged man formed a huge pressure, like a haze enveloping everyone's hearts, making them completely give up the idea of resisting.

Ning Wushuang gritted her teeth and stared at the white-haired middle-aged man.

"Master, I gave the pill to Shuang'er, if you want to punish you, punish me, I beg you to give Shuang'er cultivation." Xiaoqing pounced on the white-haired middle-aged man and knelt down.

The white-haired middle-aged man's eyes narrowed, and he said coldly, "I haven't pursued you in this matter, and you still want to be a teacher......

Thump~

Before the white-haired middle-aged man could finish speaking, the disciples below knelt down one after another.

"Sect Master, please let Ning Wushuang cultivate." All the disciples said in unison.

"Sect Master, the old man also asks you to let Ning Wushuang cultivate." At this time, the old man clasped his fists at the white-haired middle-aged man.

The white-haired middle-aged man's eyes narrowed, Xiao Qing had gone to find most of the disciples when he gave Ning Wushuang the pill before, and it turned out that he was pleading for Ning Wushuang.

After being silent for a long time, the white-haired middle-aged man snorted coldly, "It's okay to let him cultivate." ”

Hearing this, everyone trembled.

"However, the previous agreement is invalid, if he can complete the next agreement, I will let him cultivate." Before everyone could be happy, the white-haired middle-aged man poured cold water on them again.

Everyone knew that the white-haired middle-aged man would definitely not make Ning Wushuang feel good next.

Sure enough, the white-haired middle-aged man then said lightly to Ning Wushuang, "As long as you can complete my three trials, I will not only let you cultivate, but also accept you as a personal disciple." ”

Ning Wushuang gritted her teeth and glared fiercely at the white-haired middle-aged man.

"What, don't want to?" The white-haired middle-aged man looked at Ning Wushuang coldly, as if he was very disgusted.

"Frost." Xiaoqing looked at Ning Wushuang worriedly, trying to persuade Ning Wushuang to give up.

"Okay, I accept!" Ning Wushuang gritted his teeth almost word for word.

"Haha......" The white-haired middle-aged man turned around with a smile, waved his sleeves and disappeared here.

"Three days later, here." The cold voice of the white-haired middle-aged man came from afar.

Ning Wushuang clenched his fists, and when the white-haired middle-aged man's voice completely disappeared, he fainted.

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"You kid, why are you so stubborn." In Ning Wushuang's room, Xiaoqing covered Ning Wushuang with a quilt, and said with some blame.

"Do you know how distressed Senior Sister Xiaoqing is when you make Senior Sister Xiaoqing feel so distressed, why don't you feel at ease at all."

As she spoke, tears fell involuntarily from the corners of Xiaoqing's eyes.

"Senior sister, how is the little junior brother?" At the moment when Xiaoqing was sobbing, a figure appeared next to Xiaoqing.

"It's okay." Xiao Qing looked at the extremely handsome young man in a purple robe beside him, and said softly.

"Alas, it's really bitter little junior brother." The young man sighed.

"Senior sister, come out with me." As he spoke, the young man's body disappeared into Ning Wushuang's room.

Xiaoqing glanced at Ning Wushuang, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, wiped away her tears, and then walked out of the room softly.

"Senior brother." Xiao Qing looked at the back of the great shore, her eyes softened, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously showed a smile.

The young man nodded slightly, and then said in a heavy tone, "Master is afraid that he will not keep Shuang'er, and these three trials will inevitably put Shuang'er to death." ”

Xiaoqing was stunned, and panicked in her heart, "That's ...... I... What are we going to do. ”

With a pained expression on his face, the young man turned around and hugged Xiaoqing under her nervousness.

"I'm sorry." Two lines of tears left in the corners of the young man's eyes.

Xiaoqing's eyes widened, her eyes were full of despair, and then she shrunk tightly into the young man's arms and cried bitterly.

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