"There are no sisters on the field. Everyone strives for it based on their own abilities. There is nothing wrong with that."
Mo Xue smiled gently. She was not the kind of person who was born to be greedy for cheap. Everything she got was obtained by her own ability.
Nowadays, she will never rely on others to grow. She, Qian Moxue, relies on herself every step of the way.
Only in this way can she become stronger.
After sending Qian Wanyue away, Mo Xue fell into deep thought.
This is an opportunity for her, not for those who value their fame, but for those who cultivate immortality, there is nothing she values more than this.
Mo Xue also knew that next month would be her chance!
She couldn't just sit back and wait, she could only seize the opportunity and take the initiative, instead of just waiting.
She had only met that beautiful young man once, and his mystery made her understand that it would not be easy to find him.
It seems that she can't go out for a short period of time and needs to practice hard at home.
These days, Mo Xue has strictly customized a plan for himself.
The next day, after practicing in the morning, Mo Xue sat on the stone bench as usual, eating fruit while recuperating.
Her yard has been very deserted these days. Qian Potian has not been at home these days. He has been training elite soldiers in the military camp.
Naturally, Qianye Xing and Qian Wanyue, like Mo Xue, were practicing hard in their own yards.
Mo Xue didn't care about this. The afternoon was still the time for physical training.
Immerse yourself wholeheartedly in your own world.
unexpected……
"Hmph! It turns out that someone is secretly practicing in the yard. Don't think that you are invincible if you have the essence. Without a good master and good elixirs, you are still weak?"
The sharp and cold voice came directly from the entrance of the courtyard. Mo Xue immediately retracted his mind, turned around, and narrowed his eyes slightly in search of the sound.
I saw a purple figure standing at the entrance of the courtyard, with a mockery on the corner of his mouth and a somewhat proud expression. It was Qian Qingying.
"No one in the house knows that although Miss Mo Xue has the physique of an immortal cultivator, she is the weakest."
It was because of this that she, Qian Qingying, dared to speak like this. Thinking about it, even though she was a genius, what was the use without the guidance of an immortal cultivator.
Mo Xue's face was light and her eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling, as if she was laughing at Qian Qingying's stupidity.
"Why, you are trying so hard to enter the Tianxiu Sect?" Qian Qingying's face glowed with joy, and she became even more courageous when she saw that Mo Xue didn't say anything.
All I can say is that stupid people with big chests and no brains will be stupid to death. This sentence is indeed true.
Mo Xue slowly walked up to Qian Qingying and said calmly, "I am very weak in front of you, but I think I still have the ability to kill you."
When he said the last sentence, Mo Xue's momentum suddenly surged, and before Qian Qingying could react, he tightly clasped her neck with two fingers.
Although Mo Xue was smiling, the smile did not reach the corners of his mouth, only an arc.
"You...!" Qian Qingying felt as if she had seen a ghost, and the losses she suffered at Mo Xue's place the last two times suddenly appeared in her mind.
She couldn't help but regret, why did she come to provoke this god of plague?
"I, I, I, I, you stutter? Or do you have bad breath? You can't even speak clearly." Mo Xue pressed his hands and saw Qian Qingying's painful expression.
The next second, Mo Xue felt a burst of pain from the two fingers pinching Qian Qingying.