"Master Qing Luo! Master Qing Luo!"
Ni Ruopan hurriedly followed Ye Qingluo's footsteps and chased after him.
She looked at Ye Qingluo's eyes, full of admiration, and her eyes were shining.
Master Qing Luo is simply too handsome! She is simply the goddess in her mind!
She became even more determined, determined to follow Master Qing Luo's footsteps to the death!
Ye Qingluo heard the voice of the girl behind her, calling her name continuously, without stopping.
Hearing someone chasing after me all the time, mouthing an "adult" one at a time, I really feel a little uncomfortable.
The rest of the road was quiet, and I never saw other students again.
It was quiet, like the entire Zhongxuan District, only she and Ni Ruopan were left.
Occasionally, one or two combat-type intermediate monsters would appear.
Seeing Ni Ruopan following her cautiously, Ye Qingluo let her deal with the intermediate monsters alone.
Ni Ruopan didn't refute the goddess' words at all.
No matter how scared he was in his heart, he still bit the bullet, released his profound energy, and rushed towards the intermediate monster.
Ni Ruopan's physical fitness is relatively poor, and it is indeed a bit difficult to face these intermediate monsters.
In particular, Ni Ruopan's actual combat training was too little, and he was almost scratched by intermediate monsters several times. Fortunately, Ye Qingluo reminded her to avoid it in time.
Ye Qingluo didn't intend to step forward to help, but every time at the most critical moment, he reminded Ni Ruopan where to attack, how to avoid it, and how to calculate the movements and frequency of the monsters.
After half a stick of incense passed, Ni Ruopan, no matter how poor his aptitude was, already understood how to use his own advantages to defeat the monster.
After exhausting all his energy and bringing down a monster, Ni Ruopan yelled in ecstasy.
She did it!
Really did it!
She killed an intermediate monster!
In the past, Ni Ruopan never thought that with his poor aptitude, he could defeat a monster.
Low-level monsters are not good, let alone mid-level monsters!
Ni Ruopan jumped and rushed to Ye Qingluo, with tears in his excited eyes: "Master Qingluo, I did it! I really did it!"
"Yeah." Ye Qingluo hooked her lips, "I saw it, it's pretty good."
With a simple sentence, Ni Ruopan wept with joy.
She wiped her tears and couldn't stop giggling.
The goddess praised her! The goddess' acknowledgment is more effective than any words!
In my mind, I suddenly remembered the cold and firm voice of the goddess saying—
"I am born to be useful. Everyone has their own dignity. Before I give up on myself, no one can say that she is a waste!"
Afterwards, the two went deep, and when they encountered a monster, Ye Qingluo let Ni Ruopan go.
Beheading one monster after another, about five monsters died under her hands. Ni Ruopan gradually became proficient from the original shyness and timidity.
Legs out, punches, movements are smooth, all in one go.
Time also passed by in a blink of an eye.
Soon, the sky gradually darkened.
Ni Ruopan was already exhausted, but he was still unsatisfied.
His whole body was covered with the blood of monsters, and his breath was full of the bloody smell of monsters, but Ni Ruopan didn't realize it.
After beheading an intermediate monster again, Ni Ruopan's brows and eyes were full of smiles: "Master Qingluo, how many points have your wooden cards accumulated?"
She killed so many monsters, at least a dozen points.
But when Ni Ruopan saw that the wooden sign on Ye Qingluo's waist still showed "30" points, he was stunned.