Her younger brother was brought back by her master when she was a baby. She has been brought up by her own in the school. It can be said that Wu Shijie has been brought up by her own. They have deep feelings.

Wu Shijie didn't say anything about it, but he was a little strong. After he reached the realm of miraculous elixir, Wu Shijie's character became more obvious.

From his childhood to the present, Wu Shijie is as simple as a piece of paper. He has not been out for several times, and his experience in the world is even less.

She didn't know how many times she had said that Wu Shijie's pursuit of cultivation was just like being possessed by a demon. Her hard-working appearance made her angry and funny. She asked him to go out to experience and learn more about it. However, he couldn't stop practicing. Every time she asked Wu Shijie to go out for training, she said that time was strong outside, but Wu Shijie insisted on breaking through yuan first Infant environment.

Practice does not mean that we can constantly improve our strength through hard practice, but we need to experience and sharpen more. In this way, we will have a better understanding of our nature and perception, and our strength will naturally rise with the tide.

After the current competition, Wu Shijie should be more or less sober and realize that the outside world is not only wonderful, but also full of talents, which also makes him not blindly build a car behind closed doors.

Seeing that his elder martial sister was still angry with him, Wu Shijie could not help crying and laughing. He walked quietly to the cold woman in the black cloth robe, like a child who had done something wrong.

"Elder martial sister, I'll go out and practice in two days. I'll hone myself while there is still more than a year left in the school martial arts contest. When I fight for the school martial arts contest, I will severely destroy this Zhao Jiuge."

Speaking of the end, Wu Shijie can't help grinning. In that way, he didn't care much about the loss just now, but he was quite indifferent.

"Yes."

For Wu Shijie, wearing a black robe is more than a comfort to a girl.

"It's just a bit humiliating today, in front of so many teachers."

Wu Shijie was depressed and kept rubbing his face. Although he accepted the fact that he was defeated, in front of so many people, Wu Shijie was still a little frustrated.

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

"Life is a long way. No one has ever lost. If you can't see through this matter, I think you'd better stop practicing and stay in the sect. In those years, I broke through the realm of transforming spirit soon after losing to tie Hongling. In practice, I should be more and more frustrated and courageous."

Wearing a black cloth robe of the woman light said, the slightest care to say their own defeat.

Zhao Jiuge's expression changed slightly. I didn't know that the woman in front of her had this kind of relationship with her eldest martial sister. No wonder that when she came, the black cloth robed woman looked at her eyes a little wrong.

"I know, elder martial sister."

Seeing the elder martial sister began to get angry, Wu Shijie was scared to say more nonsense.

"Elder martial brother Wu, we are not afraid of losing. We will come back to the school competition next year."

"That's right. Then we expect you to show up in the school competition with us."

"Brother Wu, come on, we all support you!"

Seeing Wu Shijie's self mocking appearance of defeat, all the disciples of Dongyue Jianchi can't help but be infected. For Wu Shijie's encouragement, the disciples of Dongyue Jianchi think that they and Wu Shijie are the same disciples of Dongyue Jianchi. They should be proud and afraid of damage. This defeat of Wu Shijie makes them feel that they should be united and unite with Xuantian Jianmen They are also more hostile. Although they lost today, they are quite unconvinced. I believe that next year's school competition will still find its place.

Wu Shijie touched his nose and laughed. He looked at his brother who had been practicing together. He was speechless.

Zhao Jiuge looked at everything in silence, and he had to praise Wu Shijie, who was not an ordinary person. No matter whether he was really simple or not, today's behavior was not what ordinary people can show.

If ordinary people lose in the sight of the public, most of them are dead ducks, or they are clamoring. Otherwise, they always feel that they are doomed. Wu Shijie not only admits his defeat, but also makes the whole East Vietnam sword pool disciples become a piece of iron, which stimulates their sense of honor. When the time comes, it will be held in the school martial arts contest next year It's good news.

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

After seeing Wu Shijie a few times, Zhao Jiuge turned to the cold woman in the black cloth robe and said, "he doesn't care about the internal affairs of other sects. He has his own business. After all, he has not forgotten that he came to the sword pool of Dongyue. Pei Su Su Su and Sanwu are still waiting for her to go back.

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

The cold woman in the black cloth robe ordered. She didn't continue to embarrass Zhao Jiuge on this matter. If they didn't talk about the promise between them, it was just the appearance of evil cultivation that people in the right path should be killed.A black sword light suddenly flashed. Then he saw a three and a half foot black flying sword in front of the cold woman wearing a black cloth robe. Although the flying sword did not show a fierce attack, Zhao Jiuge knew that it was a top-grade spirit weapon when he felt the breath of the flying sword.

Qingleng woman just like that to control the flying sword, with Zhao Jiuge, and then in the void looking at Wu Shijie, light said, "you these days to reflect on yourself, when I come back to have a good talk, and then you go out to experience."

After saying this to Wu Shijie, the cold hearted woman ignored the elders and a group of disciples of Dongyue Jianchi, and directly took Zhao Jiuge to the outside of the sect.

At the gate of Xixin hall, people are still communicating there. The high-level of Dongyue sword pool also withdraws their gaze, but the Chinese people have different thoughts.

Zhao Jiuge smelled the fragrance from his nostrils and looked at the tender white skin of the woman's neck in front of him. He was in a trance.

Zhao Jiuge then told the cold woman about the course of the event. The black flying sword suddenly burst into black light, leaving only a shadow in the air. Zhao Jiuge was a little relieved. Although he didn't know that the cold woman in front of her had to practice, but she had a fight with her master sister a hundred years ago, so she must have at least a spirit transforming state now The cultivation of the world must be more than enough to deal with elder Wu of the Yinling sect, but I don't know how Pei Su Su and Sanwu are now.

Zhao Jiuge cried in his heart, you must hold on.

As time goes by, what Zhao Jiuge can do is race against the clock to catch up.

"Elder martial sister, do you know my elder martial sister?"

Seeing some silence and depression in the atmosphere along the way, Zhao Jiuge can't help but think of this cold woman's previous words.

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