Ruyi said in surprise: "That's not possible! You two are both precious. If anything goes wrong, I won't be able to pay for it with my life! Besides, you are not disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect, so there is no need to stay."
The young master's face turned ugly: "What are you talking about? We are a family, why should we separate ourselves so carefully?"
Ningwu hurriedly said: "That's right, one family won't speak to each other!"
The young master held Ningwu's hand behind his back and said with a smile: "We haven't passed the door yet, so we treat him as one of our own."
Ningwu's face turned slightly red and she said angrily, "I hate it..."
Ruyi is going crazy, what time has it been, and the young couple still have time to flirt...
"Ahem..." Ruyi cleared her throat, slightly reminding the two of them that there was an extra person here.
Ningwu turned to Ruyi and said: "We are not unrelated to Xiaoyaomen. We were saved by your senior brother in Renyi Village, and after we came back, your master gave us the elixir. Since they are no longer here, we are not here either.
You have to do everything you can to save people!"
No matter how Ruyi declined, the two people had already made up their minds to stay with Ruyi on the mountain. Chu Ao was injured and had to stay in bed. Ningwu was not only responsible for taking care of his food and daily life, but also taught Ruyi kung fu.
Very busy too.
Although Ningwu is not a master, he has been practicing martial arts since he was a child. He has an outgoing and hot personality. He often goes up to fight with others when provoked, so he has no shortage of practical experience.
The war was about to begin, and it was too late for Ruyi to start practicing from the basics. All Ningwu could do was to make her master quickly, and taught her some tips on how not to suffer losses when doing it. More importantly, he taught her Qinggong.
Ruyi is naturally gifted and has a strong cultivation base, so he can learn it very quickly. In just three days, he was able to fly all over the mountain.
The only thing that makes her feel pity is that Ningwu's kung fu is very different from Xiaoyao Sect's kung fu, which belongs to the hard-style domineering style, while Xiaoyao Sect focuses on nourishing Qi, so even if she learns Qing Kung Fu, she still can't wield a sword and can only improve her physical strength.
Run, fly low.
Ningwu soon became no longer Ruyi's opponent. Within three or four moves of the two of them, Ningwu was hit by Ruyi's palm and rolled a few feet away.
"Princess! Are you okay?" Ruyi hurried over to help her up, but saw a trace of blood hanging from the corner of Ningwu's mouth.
Ningwu coughed twice and covered her chest and said, "Fortunately, I am strong. If I were a delicate daughter, I wouldn't have been beaten to my grandma's house by you."
"I'm sorry...I...I can't control my strength right now, and I don't know how to control my strength skillfully." Ruyi said with shame.
Ningwu said: "I think you're about done. You don't need to be merciful to your enemies...but to your own people...don't use so much force. You see, two of the three of us have already been injured by you...
…”
Ruyi rubbed her back and said, "My sworn brother must be very distressed to know."
"It's better not to tell him. He's not healed yet, so don't let him worry anymore. Just cook me more delicious food." Princess Ningwu smiled, and then said unwillingly: "This county
I always thought that I was very powerful, and I once wanted to make a name for myself in the world, but I can’t compare to a little girl like you. It’s really unfair.”
Ruyi bared her teeth and smiled, thinking, why don't you have a good master...