The morning sun is so nice!

Ji Wangyi walked out of the waterfall, soaked all over, but she felt that her whole body was full of strength.

For as long as I can remember, my grandfather has never used this waterfall to stand up no matter how hard he trained himself. She would often ask why her grandfather could but she couldn't, and her grandfather would always smile and stroke his fluffy little brain, and say kindly and gently that he was a girl, not suitable for this kind of high-intensity practice, and if there was a case, the foundation would be hurt.

In fact, Ji Wangyi understands that although his grandfather is strict but not extreme, although he allows himself to practice, he does not expect himself (Mi Qing) to practice, his old man just doesn't want to let the demon hunter cut off the line, but he doesn't want his only granddaughter to have a too heavy fate on his back, it is enough to know how to use his own ability to protect himself, after all, he is a girl's family, not as strong as a man, and he can only do twice the work if he is promoted.

Because of this, Ji Wangyi looks strong, but her own talent is extremely high, and as for the ability of the demon hunter, she can use four or five points is also a skill.

"Whew-" With a long sigh of relief, she picked up the towel hanging aside, gently wiped her wet hair, leaned on a boulder burned by the sun, and said to herself, "This waterfall is really powerful, I have recovered my spiritual power in just a few days, and I have a feeling of spiritual power enhancement, it seems that this cultivation committee will not be lazy in the future, otherwise, if something happens, even the people around me will not be able to protect it!"

Thinking of this, her face suddenly turned red, and the picture of the turbulent waterfall in front of her was reflected in the picture of the day diving holding herself tightly in her arms.

Oh, by the way, Daydive seems to have been taken away by the boss of Qingliao.

What happened to his body? Has he recovered his immortal power? Are you still sad about the departure of that sword immortal named Mo Yifan?

A series of questions clumped her mind, squeezing all her thoughts together, and the only thought she had was to become stronger, to take charge of all the risks that followed.

After changing into clean clothes, Ji Wangyi was about to carry out the next practice when she felt a strange and slightly familiar spiritual power, so she quickly pulled up her hair, tied her clothes tightly, and looked around vigilantly.

"Who?" she asked in a deep voice.

"Hehe, sure enough, it was still discovered!" As soon as Lin Anlie saw that he had been discovered, he dodged out from behind the tree, grabbed his head shyly, and smiled embarrassedly, "Miss Ji, I can be regarded as finding you!"

Rolling his eyes widely, he sat back on the still warm stone, and Ji Wangyi replied lightly, "Oh." ”

In order to resolve the embarrassment, Lin Anlie rubbed his nose cutely, like a little daughter-in-law with low eyebrows, he carefully moved to the edge of the stone, and sat down on one knee, because the stone was a little tilted, his figure was still slightly unstable, and the hair on one side was inadvertently scattered, and he immediately raised his slender white hand and gently held it behind his ear.

The sunlight sprinkled on Lin Anlie's body without hesitation, reflecting him brightly, and even the long eyelashes were covered with seven-colored rainbows, so beautiful that it was as beautiful as an elf leaving the forest and straying into the mortal dust.

Looking at his beautiful appearance, Ji Wangyi couldn't help but think: How much does God love this person named Lin Anlie, so that he is born so good-looking, even as a girl, he is ashamed of himself!

Finding that her gaze was directly exploring, Lin Anlie's already slightly red cheeks were even more red, and his already somewhat restrained sitting posture became even more stiff.

"Hey, Lin Anlie-" Folding his hands under his head, Ji Wangyi half-lay on the stone and enjoyed the sunshine, and asked lazily, "You came to look for me this time, shouldn't it be to bask in the sun?"

"Yes, no!" When she asked this, Lin Anlie put away his previous embarrassed appearance and said seriously, "Someone can help us go to Xuanting, but he said that we are not qualified enough, and we need to practice!"

These words aroused Ji Wangyi's interest, she sat up straight, and asked with a deep brow, "Who has what kind of ability?"

Touching the bridge of her tall and small nose in embarrassment, Lin Anlie pointed to the branch behind her and whispered, "He, he's behind you." ”

"What?"

Tengdi bounced up from the stone, Ji Wangyi's gaze looked up in the direction of his finger, and at the same time, a slight chill ran down her back, she couldn't believe it, after all, although she was not a deep cultivator, she could be regarded as medium, if she had a person with spiritual power, there was no possibility that she could not find it, however, when her gaze fell on the person on the branch, the spiritual power that was to be urged was taken back.

"Why, are you so surprised to see the old man?" Nirvana said in his peculiar immaturity with an old-fashioned tone.

I saw him propped his hands on his sides, leaning forward slightly, a pair of calves intertwined, swinging rhythmically, wearing a blue dark sweatshirt with a slight purple in the middle, a long gray-purple hair tied high in a ponytail behind his head, leaving a small part to cover the sides of his cheeks, a pair of golden orange-yellow eyes flashing with a cunning light like a cat, a pair of small and thin mouths, and a hint of smile on the corners of his lips, giving people a sense of evil and pleasing.

"What kind of child?" Turning around, Ji Wangyi looked at Lin Anlie and asked in an incredibly loud voice.

looked at Nirvana, and then looked at him, but Lin Anlie flashed a pair of innocent big eyes, and asked rhetorically: "What's the matter, kid, does anyone stipulate that a master must be a white-bearded old man?"

Ji Wangyi never knew that Lin Anlie, who had always been tender like water, and who had been quiet for years, would also scare people so directly, and was dumbfounded for a while, so he had to be defeated, lowering his voice and figure.

"Not really!" she coughed twice and said in embarrassment, "Excuse me, this kid—"

Jumping down in front of her like a feather, Nirvana smacked her mouth and put her little hands behind her back, and said: "How can you little girl be more rude than that stinky boy, the old man's name is Nirvana, if you want, you can call me senior, if you don't want to, you can call me by my name!"

"Hehe-" Ji Wangyi's embarrassment turned into anger for some reason, a cold light swept in his eyes, he raised his fist and swung it at him, and then scolded, "You are a three-year-old child, old man, senior, you can really speak!"

As soon as the figure was mentioned, Nirvana flashed her attack, and at any time before landing to see the opportunity, grabbed her fist that had not yet been withdrawn, and flashed again with a smile, and the person came behind her, and by the way, twisted her arm and restrained her upright.

"Yo, little Nizi, the bones are soft enough!" Nirvana said with a wicked smile as he increased the strength of his hand a little.

"I still don't believe it-" Ji Wangyi was so angry that he was a little embarrassed and angry at this moment, and said unconvinced while struggling, "You have the ability to let me go!"

Lin Anlie saw that it was not a way to go on like this, so he hurriedly got up, and after separating the two to stop them, he put on a peacemaker and said, "Senior, you also have a real relationship with Miss Ji, after all, I couldn't accept it at first!"

Tilting his head and raising his eyes to look at him, Nirvana put his hands behind his back and said, "Give you three points of thin noodles that are not as knowledgeable as this little girl." ”

Seeing that he was calmed down, Lin Anlie hurriedly turned around and grabbed Ji Wangyi, who was still a little leaping (Gu Yao) trying, frowned and shook his head slightly and whispered: "He has the ability to be by your side, but you can't notice it at all, this is enough to prove everything, what's more, didn't you also tell me that you want to save Brother Mo, in that case, you and I will practice with the Nirvana seniors, okay?"

Looking him up and down, and then looking at Nirvana, Ji Wangyi pondered for a moment before he spoke: "I really want to save Mo Yifan, after all, I know that if it wasn't for my mistake that caused the demon to give birth to the child, maybe I wouldn't have alarmed the people in Xuanting, and he wouldn't, at least not be arrested so soon, so reasonable, I have to save him, but, I understand your kindness, as for the cultivation of this thing, I can, don't bother others!"

With that, she turned around and wanted to leave.

"Miss Ji-" Lin Anlie hurriedly stopped her and asked puzzledly, "What happened before, whether it was Brother Tian Qian or Brother Mo, I don't think they will blame you, Nirvana seniors are really strong, you don't-"

"I didn't lose my temper!" Knowing what he was going to say later, Ji Wangyi turned around, sank his face, and said, "Moreover, after passing the tricks, I will not question the ability of my Nirvana predecessors, it's just that my cultivation can only rely on myself, and if I save Mo Yifan, I will also find a way by myself, so if there is nothing to do, you should leave quickly, don't affect my cultivation!"

"But—"

"That's it—" Lin Anlie seemed to want to persuade him, but was interrupted by Nirvana's loud voice, "Since people don't appreciate it, then we don't need to force it, instead of working here, it's better to start your cultivation as soon as possible!"

"But—"

"Are you leaving?" Nirvana interrupted Lin Anlie's words again, and asked coldly without looking back.

Sighing heavily, Lin Anlie didn't answer, but ran a few steps, and after catching up with him, he turned around again and said to Ji Wangyi, who was facing away from them: "Miss Ji, if you want to, we are always welcome!"

Although he put this in his ears, Ji Wangyi didn't give him any reply, didn't even move a finger, and stood on the stone that had long been out of the sun, holding his head slightly high, as if looking into the distance.