[Nightmare]'s treacherous wings are inherently fragile and can only carry people off the ground. Nowadays, people need to be able to fly quickly, and they also need to be able to resist and attack. Isn't this a embarrassment?
The Cuixia Valley disciples had troubles to express, but they did not dare to complain about the resentment in their hearts.
"...I can't do it anymore." A Cuixia Valley disciple who was struck by another arrow turned pale. His spiritual power was almost exhausted and he fell in horror. He reached out and wanted to ask for help from his fellow disciples, but the fellow disciples beside him could not help him. If you don't have time to take care of yourself, you won't care about his life or death.
The blue fish’s eyes are desperate, just like a dying butterfly.
The Night Travelers watched silently, with no words on their faces, and secretly thought in their hearts: These guys will have their performance points deducted.
Seeing that the ghost talkers on the ground were already excited and wanted to pick him up, Lan Yu tried his best to mobilize his spiritual power but it was still useless. He looked in the direction of Mi Feixue.
Coincidentally, Mi Feixue also glanced at him, seeming to be very dissatisfied with his performance.
Before Lan Yu could react, he only felt the wings of Ju Neng behind him trembling, and Ju Neng spontaneously stabilized him.
The blue fish was stunned.
I’ve only heard of Qigui taking advantage of the scheming master’s weakness to attack him, but I’ve never heard of Qicui taking the initiative to use himself to protect the scheming master.
And the current situation is indeed his [Nightmare] protecting himself.
Lan Yu truly felt the strong support of Qi Gui.
The crafty wing behind it is extremely unstable.
Before he could figure it out, Guanyi couldn't hold on anymore, and his body fell down. At the critical moment, a hand stretched out from beside him to hold him.
Lanyu turned around and saw Meng Tingchun.
"You..."
Meng Tingchun said: "Juling."
Lanyu shut up and obeyed silently.
And Meng Tingchun’s behavior seemed to attract Mi Feixue’s attention.
Nearly half of the arrows Mi Feixue shot next surrounded her.
Meng Tingchun had someone in his hand, and he had narrowly avoided it several times.
The blue fish could feel the danger even more in her hands, and she cursed Mi Feixue in her heart for being despicable and shameless. This was to add insult to injury by catching Meng Tingchun and herself in poor condition.
Finally the training was over. Mi Feixue put away her bow and arrows and turned around. The night tour envoy next to her was recording the performance of each Cuixia Valley disciple. She was about to report a few words to Mi Feixue when she saw Mi Feixue suddenly speeding up. The footsteps walked in one direction.
The Night Traveler looked around and saw a strange female spiritual master standing there. Just when he was doubting, seeing the female spiritual master arranging Mi Feixue's hair with a smile brought happiness to the soul.
On the other side, the Cuixia Valley disciples all fell to the ground weakly.
Lanyu asked Meng Tingchun with concern: "How are you?"
Meng Tingchun shook his head.
"This injury will recover soon if Qi Gui gives it some good food." Shen Xiaoyun came over and said enviously to Meng Tingchun: "His Highness is so kind to you."
Lanyu almost thought that she heard wrongly. Is it good for her to stare at Meng Tingchun and scream?
Shen Xiaoyun noticed the look in his eyes and guessed what he was thinking. He immediately turned cold and said, "You have never seen His Highness kill four stars with one arrow, and you don't know that His Highness has the experience of training in person. Cherish it more.”
As long as Mi Feixue is present as a sparring partner, there will definitely be no chance of the monsters going berserk and backlash, and the Night Travelers can safely and boldly break through their limits.
Shen Xiaoyun did not explain carefully to Lan Yu, but looked at Meng Tingchun again, "Anyway, you cherish me so much, I'm leaving."
Meng Tingchun looked at Mi thoughtfully. In the direction of Feixue, she could only see the back of her and the person leaving.
......
Mi August took out the scalpel tool made by Meng Luo.
Mi Feixue looked at it curiously, and immediately recognized that the material of the scalpel was the same as his own general's bow. She wanted to touch it but was worried about making a mistake.
Mi August laughed and handed it to her.
The wooden scalpel, which looks inconspicuous on the surface, looks more like a toy in the boy's hands. Mi August smiled and said: "The general's bow and yours are made of the same main material."
Mi Feixue blinked.
Mi August said with a smile: "I haven't picked a name yet, baby, would you like to help pick one?"
Mi Feixue's eyes brightened significantly, and then he lowered his head and used a scalpel to write on the table.
After Mi August read what she wrote, he glanced at Mi Feixue in surprise.
"Master." Mi August read out the name she wrote.
Mi Feixue nodded.
Hand the scalpel back to Mi August.
Mi August seemed to understand what the little guy was thinking.
When she chose the name [General Bow], she didn’t think deeply about it. Mi Feixue only thought that this name was awe-inspiring because she had dreams of being a general.
Now she has this set of magical weapons named [Master Sword]. With the combination of the two, it is not difficult to guess the deeper emotions of this child.
Mi August stretched out his hand and pulled Mi Feixue onto his lap and sat down.
Mi Feixue was obviously at a loss.
During this period, she grew up quickly, her nutrition kept up with her height, and she grew taller quickly. She rarely had Mi August sit on her lap like a child, and she couldn't hold Mi August as she did before. in his arms.
It’s just that my tendency to blush easily when I’m embarrassed is still the same as before, and I look shy and well-behaved.
Mi August said: "Feixue, you and I are not monarchs and ministers. We are family members. There is no need to distinguish between high and low status."
"Name this set of magical instruments." Lord], then it is called [lord]. As the saying goes, the king establishes the court and directs the army. I take it as you telling me that in the future, you must keep an open mind, plan everything, and better protect the people and things around you. .”
Mi August's tone was gentle, he smiled and patted the shoulder of the girl on his lap, and patiently taught and encouraged: "You who are in charge of the [General] are my most powerful and trustworthy spear and backing. Everything I have planned is I have to leave it to you to guard it."
Mi Feixue forgot her shyness, her gray eyes widened with brilliance, her hands were clasped together in excitement, and she nodded vigorously.
Mi August laughed.
In fact, she has seen Mi Feixue's efforts these days.
The little guy couldn't speak, but he had been helping her silently in his own way.
His Highness's status was established by Zuo Si's words, "Little Son of God".
Mi Feixue has been fulfilling the responsibilities of a His Highness, but has not enjoyed His Highness's privileges.
She could obviously stay behind the Siye Mansion and do nothing, but she took the initiative to do tasks as the first batch of night tour envoys, went to the night tour class to take exams, and did not miss any of the tasks assigned by Shenyin. Including just leaving the field in person to train the disciples of Cuixia Valley.
Mi August has always remembered how lacking love and insecurity the child in her arms was at first. Whenever she was present, the little kid’s eyes and figure would always follow him closely, and someone would snatch him away. She would be troubled and sad even if she paid no attention at all.
You have grown up and become less clingy now? It would be better to say that he is more sensible.
How could anyone not love and care for such a child who is so sensible and wholeheartedly admires and trusts you.
"It just so happens that I have to go on a long trip during this period, and the family here will be left to the baby to take care of." Mi August said his movements seriously.
Mi Feixue's excitement at being recognized was like being poured down by a basin of cold water, and she couldn't hide the momentary feelings of grievance, depression, loss, etc.
Mi August was amused and flipped the mini random door pendant that she had been hanging around her neck.
Mi Feixue later realized that with the existence of any door, Mi August could come back at any time no matter how far away the door was.
She grabbed Mi August's hand and expressed concern with her eyes.
“Don’t worry.” Mi August said, “Nothing will happen.”
The reason why I came here specifically to explain this to Mi Feixue was actually because this trip was no better than usual. There are any doors that can travel back and forth between the two places at any time, but this time she plans to go to Danlai, the realm of Yang Vein. It is definitely not as convenient as Brahma Changtian's side when she first arrives in the new land, and the back and forth will not be too frequent.