Seeing Lan Xinyu gloating about his misfortune, Bailihan said slowly: "Actually, you base your happiness on the pain of the weak. This kind of mentality is not good." Of course Bailihan knew why Lan Xinyu
So happy, he reminded. As a warrior, you should focus on people who are stronger than yourself, and should not find balance in the weak. In his opinion, this will affect the state of mind of cultivation.
"Then, what you mean is that I should spar with Ling Chuxi every day? Only in this way can I maintain my strong heart?" Lan Xinyu also understood what he meant and asked with blinking eyes.
"Well... it shouldn't matter if you have fun once in a while." Bailihan thought for a while and said. If she really wants to spar with Ling Chuxi every day as she said, let alone the strong heart, she will be beaten to death sooner or later.
Wu Congwen.
And frankly speaking, seeing Wei Zhixuan being tortured, Bai Lihan still felt quite relieved.
On the field, Ling Chuxi finally stopped, but Wei Zhixuan was frightened and tired, and even his mind became confused. He was still jumping and dancing with the dagger on the spot.
"Okay, stop!" Ling Chuxi was still waiting to take over the Yufeng Sect's property, but she didn't want him to die of exhaustion in front of her, so she thrust out a sword and pressed it against Wei Zhixuan's throat.
A cold feeling came, and Wei Zhixuan suddenly regained consciousness and stopped.
However, under the attack of the needle-thin zhenqi, his whole body was sore, numb, itchy, and twitching, and his hands were constantly shaking due to lack of strength.
"I told you that you have epilepsy, and you still didn't believe it. Do you believe it now?" Ling Chuxi said seriously.
This statement made everyone around burst into laughter, right? Wei Zhixuan is twitching and shaking now, isn't it exactly the same as the symptoms of epilepsy? Jiang Wuhen leaned on Su Xiuer's shoulder, feeling relieved
It was incredible. Before, Wei Zhixuan had made him suffer a lot by bullying those who were too much, but now, he had even returned the capital and profits. Seeing Wei Zhixuan in such a mess, he felt very happy. However, the biggest thing that made him feel so happy was
The reason was something else. He was leaning weakly on Su Xiu'er's shoulder. Su Xiu'er didn't push him away like usual, but her face was full of worry and concern.
"Hey, I believe it, I believe it." Seeing that Ling Chuxi did not make any more moves, Wei Zhixuan finally felt relieved. His life was saved, and no parts were lost, and Ling Chuxi was injected into his meridians.
His true energy gradually dissipated, and he felt much better. So he didn't care about his shame now, he smiled and agreed with Ling Chuxi's words.
"Are we still competing?" Ling Chuxi took back the Luochen Sword and asked with a cold face.
"No more comparisons, no more comparisons. I've offended so many people with my quarrel just now. I'm going to leave now. I'm going to leave now." Wei Zhixuan felt so powerful that he dared not fight with Ling Chuxi. He wanted to leave the place of right and wrong immediately.
As he said this, he stepped back tremblingly.
"Zongzhu Wei, are you leaving now? Have you forgotten something?" Of course, Ling Chuxi couldn't let him leave so easily. She took out the document she had just signed and waved it in front of his eyes.
Wei Zhixuan's expression suddenly changed. His self-confidence was too much just now. He impulsively signed documents with Ling Chuxi. How could he give up the Wei family's property and sect to others? And he had no intention of doing so.