Even Wuming's true energy dare not touch the powerful energy at will. The power can be imagined.

But according to the current situation, Qiqi herself cannot control this power at all. Even if she tells her, it will be of no benefit. It will only make her think randomly and interfere with her daily practice.

When her skills are strong to a certain extent, things will naturally be solved successfully.

"Come on." Leaving these two words, Wuming took a step forward. This time, because her internal strength increased rapidly than last night, he directly taught her the third level of the mysterious step, and no longer allowed her to consolidate what she learned last night.

Although Qiqi was still suspicious, it seemed that the same situation was not the first time. After someone used his true energy to test the power in her dantian, the same expression flashed through his eyes.

But if they didn't explain it clearly, she stopped asking. Trust, sometimes there was no reason.

I followed him, but I was a little trouble at first, but I was able to keep up with him very quickly.

From the back mountain of Shaolin Temple to the highest peak of the mountains, it was still the place last night. Wuming not only taught her the third level of Mizhihuan Step, but also taught her the fourth level.

Looking at the fire lit in front of me, I suddenly felt a little disappointed.

The Mysterious Sword Step has seven levels in total. It won’t be long before she learns it, what else can he teach her?

Qiqi had no idea what he was thinking, so she was happy to learn tonight. While he was roasting pheasants, she jumped up to the treetops and rushed around and flew around.

Feeling the faster and lighter pace, the grievances I suffered last night and today were gradually forgotten, and my mood gradually became clear.

No matter what the future holds, it is the main thing to make yourself stronger first. She also needs to protect her senior brothers and protect them from Nanmu Kingdom. Where can we get so much time and energy to hurt the spring and the autumn?

Those damn loves will be dispersed by it in the wind.

When he came back, Wuming had already roasted the pheasant. This time Qiqi was in a good mood and couldn't help but say a few more words: "How much has the person behind you paid you to be the owner of Zhaixing Tower? If I have money in the future, I will ask you to be my bodyguard. I will never be afraid of the enemy's sneak attack in my life."

"bodyguard?"

"It's that..." She tilted her head and thought for a while before laughing: "Preserving one's work in close proximity."

Wuming's sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and these two words slowly flowed through his heart, bodyguard, bodyguard who was close to his body...

"It's a pity that you charge too high, I can't afford it." He took one of the branches with pheasants in his hand and put them in the fire to roast them. She smiled and said, "When will you wait for you to lower the price and remember to notify me. If I make a lot of money, I will go to support you."

Wuming was once again attracted by her fresh words: "Support?"

"That's..." She smiled mysteriously and suddenly came over. The thief said, "It means to hide the beauty in the golden house."

The golden house hides a sweetheart... He just savored this sentence carefully, and there was no strange look on his face.

Just when Qiqi thought he would not pay attention to him anymore, he suddenly said, "Let me talk when you can hide it."

He lifted up the branches in his hand, took out the clean leaves and pulled out the roasted chicken, and ignored her and started gnawing alone.

Qiqi also took the leaves and pulled down the roast chicken on the branches. When she got cold and was about to eat, Wuming had already thrown away the remaining bones and stood up and left first.

Qiqi felt a little uneasy, not because he was afraid that someone would attack him. They ran so fast that those people were afraid that they would not easily catch up.

If you can catch up without being discovered by Wuming, then this person will definitely be stronger than she imagined. When can't you deal with her?

She just wasn't used to staying alone in such a dark, gloomy and terrifying place. After all, it's already night now, and I don't know if there will be poisonous snakes and beasts nearby. It's nothing during the day, and a person at night is always a little cautious.

But Wuming really didn't wait for her. He disappeared under the night sky after a moment.

Qiqi was resentful and hurriedly gnawed 70% or more of the roast chicken in his hand. He threw away the skeleton and stood up and took a step to chase him.

Wuming walked so fast that she couldn't catch up with her. When she returned to the dormitory, the room was still pitch black, but she could feel the person sitting inside just as she pushed open the door.

There is always a natural cold air in him, or it is not innate, but gathered in the past ten years of escape and murder. Until now, it is no different from the natural ones.

Seeing him, Qiqi finally understood why he hadn't waited for him just now.

He lit the candlelight and placed it on the table. Sure enough, he saw Wuming, who had been bathed, sitting at the table. The water droplets on his hair were still falling. But he said nothing, took off his inner clothes and outer clothes, and turned his back to her.

The gauze on the wound had been removed, and the wound was wet with bath soup, and it was white and looked extremely cautious.

Qiqi wanted to complain, saying that he did not cherish the fruits of his labor, but later he thought about it and remembered that there was no one around him who served him, not even a companion.

In this case, who can help him take a shower and change clothes? Since no one can help, he can only soak in by himself.

Qiqi always felt a little pity for Wuming, probably because of his lonely aura, and now he had another sympathy that arises from his past experiences.

But she knew very well that such sympathy was definitely not what he wanted, so she would never dare to show any sympathy in front of him.

Some people have a strong sense of self-esteem and do not allow others to see pity for themselves. Wuming... Maybe this is the same type of person.

After treating him the wound, she said, "If no one is waiting for you to take a bath, it is best for you to keep your whole body dry these two days, don't sweat anymore, and don't take a bath at night. It should be nothing if you endure it for two or three days."

Wuming didn't speak, silently put on his clothes, looked back at her, her thin lips moved slightly as if she had something to say, but in the end she swallowed everything back into her stomach.

He looked at her again before turning around to the window, and disappeared under the night outside the window in just a blink of an eye.

Looking out the empty window, Qiqi sighed silently, packed the medicine box and was about to go out to order someone to get a bath. Unexpectedly, a little abnormal movement suddenly came from the front yard. He opened the door and looked up. He saw a slender figure hurried from outside the yard with a person who was a few points shorter than him.

Tang Sui was guarding the courtyard. When he saw him coming in, he immediately met him, blocked them and said in a deep voice: "Who are you looking for? This is the place of the world's number one village. Have you taken the wrong door?"

Qiqi looked closely and found that the slender man was the disciple of Zhaixing Tower who was on the ring today. She was called acne man in her heart.

The acne man looked at Tang Sui and felt a little anxious: "My brother was injured and was very injured. There was no doctor in our building. I heard that Miss Mu was very good at medical skills, so I came to seek medical treatment."

Tang Sui's eyes fell on the boy in his arms. The boy's eyes were closed, his face was pale, and a blood hole was opened on his chest, which was stabbed by a sharp sword.

Only five disciples came to Zhaixing Tower. All five of them will be on the ring to compete tomorrow. Now one person is seriously injured. What should I do for tomorrow's competition?

From the standpoint of their world's number one farmer, he should not have any selfishness in this competition, but he also appreciated the five disciples of Zhaixing Tower who are bold and brave in the art and dared to fight against these powerful gangs with just five people.

Now that this little brother is so seriously injured, he will not lose his life without treatment. But the person they are looking for is Miss Mu. How could Miss Mu see guests so easily?

He hesitated for a moment before saying, "My girl is inconvenient now, why don't I take you to Master Qingwei and ask him to find someone to treat this little brother?"

"Can't wait!" The acne man was really anxious, and looked at Tang Sui and stopped talking.

Just as hesitating whether to tell him his identity, suddenly, a gentle voice from a woman came from not far behind Tang Sui: "Let him come in, it's convenient for me now."

Everyone looked up and saw Qiqi coming to the corridor to look at them. His eyes fell on the boy in the acne man's arms, and there was a little more anxious: "If you don't want him to die, come over quickly. If you don't come again, he will die due to excessive blood loss."

The acne man nodded heavily, no longer looked at Tang Sui, and then stepped forward.

Tang Sui had no choice but to follow closely.

Under Qiqi's instructions, the acne man carried the injured boy to her bed, but did not rush to untidy his clothes. Instead, he looked back at Qiqi, his thin lips moved, and wanted to speak but didn't know how to speak.

"You all go out." Qiqi waved his hand and his face suddenly became serious: "I don't like anyone watching when I treat the patient. If you are still here, I will ignore this patient."

I thought acne men would still struggle, but after all, it was their brother who was hurt. When they went out, they would give the person completely to the other party. This required enough trust to do so.

But after hearing Qiqi's words, his eyebrows immediately lit up, he turned around and looked at Tang Sui standing by the door, and said anxiously: "Let's go out."

Tang Sui turned around and strode away without saying a word.

The acne man stopped talking, and went out and closed the door gently and guarded by himself. Even Tang Sui became the one he had to be on guard against. This time, no one was allowed to be put into the house.

Qiqi no longer hesitated, took out the medicine box of the Heaven and Earth Bracelet and placed it on the bedside table, took out the tools needed from it and spread them aside, and then took the boy's clothes.

But to her surprise, this boy was not a boy at all, he was actually a girl, a young girl of sixteen or seventeen years old!

The sword entered her chest, and only a little bit was left to penetrate her heart.

The people who started the attack were so angry that they wanted to take her life with one sword, but probably because the girl was on the sideliness and guarded her sideways when she was fighting against the enemy, the sword did not take her life on the spot.

A girl in her family disguised herself as a man and mingled in Zhaixing Tower, but she was not a member of the same place as Wuming. How many unknown secrets did they hide in this mysterious Zhaixing Tower?
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