Chapter 372: Blackened Apprentice of Cultivation Master (34)

Bai Weiwei smiled, and said in a sweet voice, "Master, I have reached the fifth floor."

Master said, "It's only the fifth floor, are you being lazy?"

Bai Weiwei: "I don't have one, Master."

The master snorted coldly, and suddenly threw out a wave of spiritual power, whipping her hard.

"Only the fifth floor, you are a genius with a single spiritual root, and you don't even have a bottleneck talent for forming alchemy. What I want is not ordinary cultivation speed, but a hundred times faster than others, you know?"

While talking, the faceless man whipped her.

Bai Weiwei lied on the ground weakly, shrinking and said: "I will cultivate to the sixth floor as soon as possible."

But her eyes were cold and hard, as if there was an unwilling hatred in her heart.

Ning Yishu's heart throbbed while standing inside the door.

What kind of place is Tianhong Mountain? Her viciousness was cultivated little by little like this.

It's like raising Gu.

Her methods of torturing people later came from this way.

Ning Yishu suddenly couldn't help but rushed out, the faceless man was gone, and she was the only one curled up on the ground.

He suddenly didn't dare to touch her, as if he would disappear if he touched her.

Bai Weiwei suddenly raised her head and looked at him coldly, "Are you laughing at me?"

Ning Yishu's mouth was a little astringent, "Why am I laughing at you?"

Bai Weiwei sneered, "I am a self-willed lowly person who can only prostrate and beg for mercy under the enemy who destroys the family. It is really disgusting to look at."

Ning Yishu's heart was shocked, his eyes began to sore.

"You're just protecting yourself."

He is also, under her torture, he hates her so much but still bears a low position, so he is protecting himself.

How similar they are.

[Ding, the hero's favorability is twenty-five. 】

When Bai Weiwei heard what he said, grievances burst out of her eyes uncontrollably.

Her eyes were watery, but she said stubbornly, "That old man, no, it's the whole Tianhong Mountain. Sooner or later, I will trample them all under my feet. I want anyone who disobeys me to die."

Such vicious words.

But it was so pitiful and tragic.

Ning Yishu found that he couldn't hate her.

It even... felt distressed.

He couldn't help squatting down, stretching out his hand to hug her, who was covered with scars, into his arms.

"You will. In the future, you will step on the entire Tianhong Mountain."

Yes, in the future she will become a strong Nascent Soul, and everyone can only look up to her.

Wherever she went, she was so beautiful that no one dared to bully her.

When Bai Weiwei heard his words, she suddenly trembled all over. She buried her face in his arms, refusing to let him see her crying side.

"I'll be great."

She is like a child who has suffered a catastrophe, grabbing a life-saving straw and hypnotizing herself desperately, so that she can be rescued.

Ning Yishu didn't know why, and his nose turned sore, "You are amazing."

Obviously he hates her so much.

I also know that she is vicious and vicious by nature.

But at this moment, when he hugged her painful and restless body, he didn't have any thoughts of resentment.

Suddenly, she disappeared in his arms.

Ning Yishu was startled, as if he had lost something important, he looked around for it.

There was a group of faceless people talking next to them.

"Senior sister made a breakthrough. She succeeded in building a foundation at the age of fourteen and formed a pill at the age of fifty. She is simply a genius."

"Yes, Master is very happy."

"Of course I'm happy. Although the master is a Nascent Soul, the time limit has come. Now that Senior Brother Qiubai and Senior Sister Weiwei have formed alchemy, we have successors in Tianhong Mountain."

autumn white...

Ning Yishu frowned and walked past those faceless people.

Suddenly his eyes lit up, and all the dull colors came to life.

She came from the other end of the corridor, wearing a light blue tulle dress, her skin was creamy, and her long hair hung down to her waist. Every step she took, she could hear the sound of small bells.