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Changning and Ziqiong

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    "Ah¡ª¡ª!" With a loud shout, the flying dust dispersed, revealing the figure inside.

    "How long?" Nan Qiuning looked at the man who looked very thin from behind and asked.

    ¡°It¡¯s always been like this.¡± The person being questioned shrugged.

    That was the child they brought back from a trip with the Immortal God. Because her qualifications were very limited, they basically ignored her after bringing her back.

    In Nan Qiuning's view, this person may have died, and the time has come for her to die. I didn't expect to see her today.

    "It seems that he made a breakthrough hundreds of years ago when his life span was about to expire." The monk who was questioned frowned and thought carefully for a while before replying.

    The thin figure has slowly stood up, holding a sword in her hand.  She used the sword to support herself and stood up.

    "A swordsman?" Nan Qiuning blinked, but she didn't expect that this little girl was also a swordsman.

    "Yes," the man continued to nod dispensingly, without much respect in his words, "It's a pity that it doesn't make sense."

    The little girl seemed to finally realize that someone was talking about her. She slowly turned her head and looked at Nan Qiuning's eyes.

    She probably had just had a fierce fight, her clothes were covered with dust, and there were several black marks and blood marks on her face.

    She turned her face away, looked to the other side, and said in a deep tone: "I won."

    As soon as she said this, others suddenly realized that this guy who had always lost had actually won this time?  !

    "I just won once!" The monk who was defeated by her struggled to stand up from the ground angrily, "I'll let you go this time, but next time you won't be so lucky and still win."

    As soon as he finished speaking, a long sword was placed in front of him. As soon as he raised his head, he met her cold face.

    ¡°You didn¡¯t let me, I won openly,¡± she paused, ¡°I will win next time too.¡±

    "you!"

    "boom!"

    "That's enough." Before they started fighting again, Nan Qiuning finally separated the two of them and abducted the little girl.

    Whether she is willing or not, it seems that she has to take another path, step out from behind the immortal god, stand at the front, and even start to train her own subordinates.

    ??Do you practice swordsmanship?

    Isn¡¯t it very suitable?

    "Nan Zhenshen, I" The male cultivator on the other side wanted to say something else, but Nan Qiuning waved his hand to stop him.

    "If you lose, you lose. Just win back next time. Don't run away from your defeat." Nan Qiuning didn't want to say more to him, and the man lowered his head in embarrassment and nodded.

    "You come with me." Nan Qiuning looked at the female cultivator in front of her who was almost as tall as her, and an inexplicable feeling of familiarity arose in her heart.

    "What's your name?" Nan Qiuning talked to her as she walked.

    "Chang Ning." She was a little reserved and her words were a little nervous.

    This nameshe has no impression at all.  Is it really a mistake?

    She asked Chang Ning a few more questions, and finally took her to take a shower, while she went back to the room first, still struggling there.

    Chang Ning is now a fourth-grade true god, the ultimate Taoist.  She herself was very shy and embarrassed to say that she decided to become a swordsman because she saw her using a sword.

    She knows that her talents are limited, and if she wants to break through herself, she can only go to the battlefield constantly and seek breakthroughs in crises.

    She didn¡¯t know how many times she had almost died, and she wanted to give up many times. People around her who were at a similar level to her had either given up or had broken through long ago.

    She was the only one standing still but refused to leave.

    She wants to become stronger, she doesn¡¯t want to be humiliated anymore, she wants to control her own destiny.

    "What's wrong? Your face is wrinkled." Beitang Changfeng came in from outside.

    "I'm hesitant about whether to accept a disciple." This idea certainly didn't come out of a moment of soft-heartedness. When Chang Ning won and the loser had a conflict, she had seen Chang Ning take action briefly.

    Chang Ning is already an outstanding swordsman.

    If she is a swordsman who is talented and works hard, Chang Ning is a swordsman who is hardworking and has been forged in blood and battlefields.

    Changning¡¯s hard-working attitude does not mean that she has no talent. After all, hard work and not giving up are rare talents in themselves.

    &nbspUnfortunately, it is difficult for him to attack multiple targets, no matter how shocking it is, it will only be like that.  Beitang Changfeng was different. This was the first time that he completely unleashed his time and space. He crushed and tore enemies in a wide range. The impact on people's senses was really too great.

    It¡¯s a pity that it¡¯s not modern, otherwise if Nan Qiuning had to name him, it would probably be ¡°Large Humanoid Meat Grinder¡±.

    He himself was not very satisfied with this title, but there was nothing he could do about it.

    "It was a mistake," Beitang Changfeng said with some regret, "I should have done it myself to release my name."

    "What do you want to be called?" Nan Qiuning was curious.

    "At least call him the Blood Brass Emperor." Beitang Changfeng thought for a while and said happily. Finally, Nan Qiu Ning stuffed a fresh fruit into his mouth and blocked his mouth.

    The little fox jumped up and down. She slowly broke through to the third level True God, and was finally able to go on the battlefield. She also found a way for her spiritual power and officially became a member of the human race's fighting force.

    To be honest, if the little fox¡¯s mental power wasn¡¯t too bloodless to kill people, the sight of such a little baby covered in blood would have had a greater impact on others.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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