Shen Mubai gritted his teeth, looked at the ladder with hundreds of steps in front of him, wiped his sweat and said, "If the invitation card can be sent to the Venerable, even if there are tens of thousands of steps, I will climb it."
The identity of the male lead in this world is unusual. If she doesn't fight for one thousandth of the hope, she doesn't know when she will be able to meet him.
The real person didn't speak anymore, seeing her climbed dozens more steps, her hands and feet were worn out and bleeding, he sighed and said, "I'm the real Huiyang, I wonder if you would like to worship under me?"
Shen Mubai was in great pain, and she really wanted to give up, but she thought it would be a pity to give up after climbing so many steps, and the opportunity was too rare, so she gritted her teeth, "Thank you, the real person, but I have a little relationship with the real person." , to live up to the kindness of the real person."
The real man sighed and stopped talking.
Wu Hao sneered, "I don't know what to do."
He can't wait to see the girl end up with nothing good, she deserves to be so greedy.
Jiang Yue'er couldn't help asking, "Who is this real Huiyang?"
Wu Hao said, "Realist Huiyang has one of the best positions in the Ten Thousand Spirits Sect, and besides, he treats his disciples very well. This person is still so dissatisfied. I see that no one will accept her as a disciple in the end. "
Jiang Yue'er's eyes showed a little gloating and jealousy, "Even if you send the invitation card, so what, Master Qingmo won't take a look at it."
As time passed, the girl on the ladder had reached more than 500 steps, and her lips began to dry up. She licked her lips from time to time, sweating profusely, and it was obvious that she was at the end of her battle.
Some real people shook their heads again and again, and some of them couldn't bear to watch it any longer.
"Why do you want to worship under his sect?" A cold and clear voice, like a bead falling into an ice spring, pierced through the sky like a bead, suddenly inserted into it, and a thunderstorm exploded in the hearts of everyone.
All the real people had expressions of surprise and uncertainty on their faces.
Shen Mubai took a breath, thinking it was a real person's inquiry, and replied, "If you want to worship, you can worship."
The man didn't ask any more questions, but the real people didn't dare to keep silent, but there was a wave of waves in their hearts.
"What do you think of your aptitude?" The voice sounded again, and the coldness in it could be said to be the snow that never melts all year round.
Shen Mubai felt that this person wanted to humiliate him, but he still told the truth, "My aptitude is not high or low among them, whether it is good or not, it is not bad."
"So, do you still think that he will take you into his sect?" The voice said calmly, without mocking or looking down on it at all, but more like stating the facts.
"I just want to give it a try. If I don't try, I will regret it." Shen Mubai said, her hands and feet have been worn out, leaving streaks of blood on the ladder, she couldn't help clenching her teeth, looking at that there is still In the direction of more than five hundred steps, there is no intention of retreating.
The little carrot heads below looked at each other with different expressions on their faces.
Jiang Yue'er felt that the voice was like a fairy, and couldn't help but feel a little nervous, "Brother Hao, who is this real person?"
Wu Hao only knew some things about Wanlingzong. If he was asked to guess only by the voice, he really couldn't guess it. But in front of the beautiful woman, he didn't want to lose face, so he muttered, "It should be the real person Zhuyu, he is the youngest one among all the real people."
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