The two martial arts masters spent half the night sparring. They were both very tired, so after the sparring session, they simply rested where they were.
The two of them fought very happily, and their relationship should be good. Yi'er listened to them chatting all night long, talking about various forces and masters...
Well, Yi'er also heard that they actually talked about herself.
The Qingyi Martial Lord said: "Two years ago, I followed the elders of my family to the Qingyun Sea, and saw that person... Just like a cloud, he floated over leisurely, without any weight... let alone stopping.
I came down here to borrow some help... I even brought someone with me..."
"It's a pity, it's a pity, it's such a pity. It was exactly when I was breaking through the barrier that time... Well, come to think of it, I won't be able to go to the Qingyun Festival in the future, given my current status."
"The emperor level will not be gone, let alone the one who is already at the god level..."
As soon as the two people mentioned the divine level, they subconsciously stopped the conversation and switched to another topic. This alone made Yi'er depressed. How come she became one of the people who were casually chatting?
She should be lucky that people in this world respect the strong, and even more so to her, a suspected god of war who only appeared a thousand years ago. They would not call her by her name even if they discussed it behind her back... and
, they will not talk wantonly, let alone gossip that is unnecessary... that is respect for the strong.
Therefore, they only talk about what they have seen with their own eyes, not even a little bit of hearsay, and when they say it, they are full of respect. What's more, when they talk about the divine level, which is almost directly referring to someone, the topic becomes awkward.
It’s time to stop and go no further!
Therefore, although Yi'er felt a little weird at this time, she had no negative emotions, no anger, and no displeasure. After listening to them change the topic, she quickly forgot about it.
Those people spent most of the night sparring, and then chatted for a long time. At dawn, they left in a hurry, without even hunting game for breakfast.
It seems that there is someone waiting for them not far from there!
According to what Yi'er said, the group of them would have to stop for a day and wait until the next dawn before setting off on the road again, in order to give these seven people ample time to understand what they had just learned.