However, now it is different, since she is a master and a master is called, then he has to do a good job as a master.

Therefore, after they left the Western Regions, he planned to follow.

He only gave himself half a year. Within half a year, he would teach them all the exercises.

However, it does not include what his master taught him.

Although he also has a master and has learned the skills of a master, he also has some other skills.

These skills can be said to be accumulated in him, so it is better to hand over these white-collar workers to them.

It's not in vain that the two of them are calling themselves.

The third lap was much slower than the second, but she still held on to her body and slowly ran back.

Her clothes were already wet with sweat, and her forehead was covered with sweat. The sweat fell into her eyes, barely covering her eyes.

After returning to the pavilion, Leng Xuesheng quickly poured himself two glasses of water and drank it.

Maybe she was too anxious to drink, and she choked on herself.

"Slow down! Drinking like this doesn't make up for the lack of water you have. ”

Leng Xuesheng also knew that he was in too much of a hurry, so he slowly put down his movements.

The redness of her cheeks makes her look pink. Tender, like a freshly ripe peach, very tempting. Confusing.

Leng Xuesheng's third glass of water, just after drinking it, the young man spoke.

"Go on!"

The sentence continued to make Leng Xuesheng suddenly feel like the sky was falling apart.

But eventually she put down the glass. Continue to walk with heavy steps towards the countryside.

Looking at her tired appearance, the young man in black did not relent.

For him, training was just beginning, and if she gave up at this point, there was no need to continue studying.

The sun slowly reached the top of her head, the shadows were trampled under her feet, Leng Xuesheng was exhausted all over her body, plus she was sweating so much, the moisture in her body was almost gone, and she still held her pace with a dry mouth, and continued to come towards the gazebo.

Finally, after the fourth lap, Leng Xuesheng walked into the pavilion like a turtle crawling. sat directly on the stool.

Panting heavily, holding on to the last bit of strength, she poured herself a glass of water, and after barely drinking the glass of water, she lay there and began to rest.

After a long time, Leng Xuesheng felt as if he was slowly coming back to life, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the exhaustion of the body does not mean that it will be relieved.

"It's noon, it's time to make lunch." The black-clothed boy opened his mouth coolly.

But these words were heard in Leng Xuesheng's ears. It's like the voice of a demon.

He swallowed lightly and looked at the person opposite.

"Master, master, can you make lunch?"

"I can't cook for a teacher!" After the young man in black dropped these words, he stood up slowly. Leaving Leng Xuesheng alone, he headed towards the city.

Leng Xuesheng bit her lip tightly and looked at the back of the leaving.

Finally, with a deep sigh, he bent down and untied all the sandbags on his body, hugged them in his arms, and walked towards the city.

Because Leng Xuesheng was running circles around Tianyuan in the morning, those people in the field also saw it.