Chapter 392: The Blackened Apprentice of the Cultivation Master (55)

This is the first time he has seen Bai Weiwei treat a man differently.

Is it because that man is at the transformation stage?

The dagger in his pocket began to tremble slightly, emitting an ominous light.

Ning Yishu slowly pressed his hand on the dagger, and grabbed it hard. The dagger cut his palm, and blood gushed out.

All were absorbed by the dagger.

But he didn't feel any pain at all.

Bai Weiwei exchanged hypocritical greetings with Yu Chenming for a while, and the blood bar on the person above her head rose to nine out of ten.

In his heart, she became the cruel and poisonous woman at the beginning again.

Bai Weiwei sent Yu Chen away with a stiff smile.

Then with a wave of his hand, he announced the start of a martial arts contest to recruit relatives.

Those who intend to compete, line up to get this number plate, and just want to compete one by one.

As a result, Yu Chen gracefully landed on the stage, and he fanned the wind elegantly, "Come on together, I'm still in a hurry to get married to Sister Weiwei."

In the late stage of transformation, it is almost a symbol of invincibility.

Most of the people who came were at the Nascent Soul stage, in the realm of cultivation, no Nascent Soul could beat the Soul Transformation stage.

If it is normal, when everyone is rational, they will definitely not come up to fight.

But for some reason, they looked up at Bai Weiwei.

I felt like I was looking at a particularly beautiful piece of jade, and it was a loss if I didn’t argue.

So several male monks in the late Yuanying stage took out their talisman one after another and jumped onto the stage to compete.

Bai Weiwei stood on a high place, listening to the wonderful background music, with an expression on her face that she really wanted to die but couldn't die no matter what.

Suddenly, Ning Yishu gently held her hand.

Bai Weiwei pretended to be vicious for too long, she flicked her hand reflexively, her eyes turned cold.

"what are you doing?"

Ning Yishu's fingers froze in the air, and he said softly, "Master, can I compete on stage?"

Bai Weiwei sneered coldly, "You trash in the foundation period, want to go up to die?"

Ning Yishu smiled suddenly, his usually quiet and dull eyes suddenly showed a strange light.

For a while, even the momentum changed.

He still maintained that unhurried tone, "For the sake of Master, there is no need to be afraid of death."

Bai Weiwei seemed to have just reacted, and she glanced at him indifferently.

"Since you are going to die, go."

After speaking, she kicked him down.

Ning Yishu didn't resist at all, the last trace of lucky hesitation in his eyes completely disappeared.

If you still think about it at the beginning, the idea of ​​being able to accompany her quietly.

But now she completely stopped thinking about it, the man she wanted was never a waste like him.

And the vicious person above Bai Weiwei's head set up a blood bar, which was completely full.

In Ning Yishu's heart, her vicious temperament has finally been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Yu Chen was very easy and dealt with most of the suitors.

He waved his magic weapon fan with a calm smile on his face.

Suddenly a figure fell from a height and lay on the ground.

Yu Chen looked, it seemed to be Bai Weiwei's useless apprentice who had just established his foundation.

This kind of waste should have been disposed of long ago, so Bai Weiwei still kept it.

The joke that he can't cultivate with a single spiritual root has already spread throughout the cultivation world.

With a wave of Yu Chen's hand, a terrifying and sharp attack directly attacked Ning Yishu who was lying on the ground.

Transformation period and foundation period.

There is more than a difference between heaven and earth.

With this blow, Yu Chen knew that he could not miss, and Ning Yishu would definitely die.

And Ning Yishu was also waiting, he quietly looked at Bai Weiwei who was standing on a high place, and saw the indifference in her eyes.

When the attack hit, he burst out laughing, a self-deprecating laugh.