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When he was an infant, he was brought back by his master, and he has been brought up by himself in the sect, it can be said that Wu Shijie has always been brought up by herself, and the two have a very deep relationship.

Wu Shijie didn't have anything to say, but he was a little strong, and this kind of strong temperament became even more obvious after he reached the realm of the elixir.

From the beginning of his childhood to the present, it can be said that Wu Shijie is simply like a piece of paper, he has not gone out a few times, and as for what he has experienced in the world, he has very little.

She doesn't know how many times she has said it, but Wu Shijie's pursuit of cultivation is like a demon, and the diligent and hard-working appearance makes her angry and funny, let him go out to practice and see more, but he can't stop cultivating, every time she asks Wu Shijie to go to practice, she says that the outside time is as strong as a cloud, but Wu Shijie insists on breaking through the Yuanying realm first.

Cultivation is not to blindly cultivate hard to be able to continuously improve one's strength, but to experience and temper more, so that one can comprehend one's mind and perception, and one's strength will naturally rise with the tide.

After the current competition, Wu Shijie should be more or less sober, realizing that the outside world is not only exciting, but also has many geniuses, which also makes him not blindly work behind closed doors.

Seeing that his senior sister was still angry with him, Wu Shijie couldn't help crying and laughing, and silently walked next to the cold woman in a black cloth robe, like a child who had done something wrong.

"Senior sister, I will go out to practice in two days, take advantage of the more than a year left in the sect martial arts competition, sharpen myself, and strive for the sect martial arts competition, and then destroy this Zhao Jiuge. ”

In the end, Wu Shijie couldn't help grinning, that look, it was like he was a little angry about losing just now, but he was a lot more indifferent.

"Yes. ”

The woman in the black cloth robe sighed softly, and there was a little relief in her eyes, Wu Shijie was not only a junior brother for him, but more like a child of his own, and that feeling was self-evident.

"It's just a little embarrassing today, in front of so many elder brothers and sisters. ”

Wu Shijie was a little depressed, and kept rubbing his face, although he more or less accepted the fact of defeat in his heart, but in front of so many people, Wu Shijie still couldn't get off the stage.

Hearing Wu Shijie's words, Zhao Jiuge couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth a few times, and laughed wildly in his heart.

"Life is a long road, who hasn't lost yet, if you can't even see through this little thing, I think you should stop cultivating, just stay in the sect and don't go anywhere, I didn't just break through to the realm of transforming gods shortly after losing to Binding Hongyan, and practice, you should be more and more courageous!"

The woman in the black cloth robe said lightly, not caring at all about her past failures.

Zhao Jiuge's expression changed slightly, he didn't know that the woman in front of him had this kind of relationship with his senior sister, no wonder when he came before, this woman in black cloth robe looked at him with a look that was not quite right.

"I know, senior sister. ”

Seeing that his senior sister was a little angry again, Wu Shijie was immediately frightened and didn't dare to say more nonsense.

"Senior Brother Wu, we are not afraid of losing, wait for next year's sect martial arts competition to come back!"

"That's it, when the time comes, we still expect you to take us to the sect martial arts tournament again. ”

"Come on, Senior Brother Wu, we all support you!"

Seeing Wu Shijie's defeated self-deprecating appearance, all the disciples of Dongyue Jianchi couldn't help but be infected, in order to cheer Wu Shijie up, in the eyes of these disciples of Dongyue Jianchi, they and Wu Shijie are also disciples of Dongyue Jianchi, they should be honored and feared of glory, and they should be afraid of loss, this time Wu Shijie's defeat made them feel more united, and at the same time, even with the Xuantian Sword Sect was more hateful, although they lost today, they were all quite unconvinced, and I believe that next year's sect martial arts conference will still find a place.

Wu Shijie touched his nose, smiled, and looked at the senior brothers who had cultivated together on weekdays, speechless.

Zhao Jiuge silently saw everything in his eyes, and had to admire in his heart that Wu Shijie was by no means an idle person, whether it was true or falsely simple, today's behaviors and behaviors are not something that ordinary people can show.

If it is said that ordinary people lose in front of this public eye, most of them are dead ducks with hard mouths, or shouting, otherwise they always feel that they can't get off the stage, and Wu Shijie not only generously admitted his defeat, but also made the entire Dongyue Jianchi disciples become a monolith, which stimulated the sense of honor in their hearts, and when the time comes, it will be good news when the time comes.

"Now that the fight is over, we can go. ”

After glancing at Wu Shijie a few times, Zhao Jiuge turned his head to the cold woman in a black cloth robe and said, he doesn't care about the internal affairs of other people's sects, he still has his own business, after all, he has not forgotten the purpose of coming to Dongyue Sword Pond, Pei Susu and San Wuyi are still waiting for her to go back.

"Well, let's go, you're too slow, I'll take you away. ”

The cold woman in the black cloth robe nodded, she didn't continue to embarrass Zhao Jiuge in this matter, not to mention the promise between them, just the appearance of evil cultivators should be killed by people in the righteous path.

A black sword light suddenly flashed, and then he saw that this cold woman in a black cloth robe had a three-and-a-half-foot black flying sword in front of her, although the flying sword did not expose a fierce attack, but Zhao Jiu Geguang felt the breath of the flying sword and understood that it was a high-grade spiritual weapon.

The cold woman controlled the flying sword like that, took Zhao Jiuge with her, and then looked at Wu Shijie condescendingly in the void and said lightly, "You have to introspect yourself these days, and when I come back, we will talk about it well, and then you will go out to practice." ”

After saying these words to Wu Shijie, the cold woman ignored the elders and a group of disciples of Dongyue Jianchi, and rushed directly to the outside of the sect with Zhao Jiuge.

At the entrance of the Washing Heart Palace, everyone was still communicating there, and the high-level officials of Dongyue Sword Pool also withdrew their gazes, but the Chinese people had different thoughts.

The cool breeze around him kept coming, Zhao Jiuge smelled the faint fragrance coming from his nostrils, and looked at the white and tender skin on the neck of the woman in front of him, and couldn't help but feel in a trance.

Then Zhao Jiu Ge told the cold woman what happened, and the black flying sword suddenly burst out with black aura, leaving only an afterimage in the air, Zhao Jiu Ge felt a little relieved in his heart, although he didn't know that the cold woman in front of him had to cultivate specifically, but he had fought with his senior sister a hundred years ago, so he must have at least the cultivation of the God Transformation Realm now, and it must be more than enough to deal with the Yin Spirit Sect's Elder Wu, but I don't know what happened to Pei Susu and Sanwu now.

Zhao Jiuge silently shouted in his heart, you must hold on.

Time passed little by little, and all Zhao Jiuge could do was to rush over against time.

"Senior sister, do you and my senior sister know each other?"

Seeing that the atmosphere along the way was a little silent and depressing, Zhao Jiuge couldn't help but think of what this cold woman had said before.

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