Lu Qingqing kept jumping, and her master kept using his techniques, saving her again and again and throwing her back on the pumice stone...
Well……
So patient...
This is already...the 298th time...
The two spectators were no longer interested...especially when Xiao Ruan saw that Lu Qingqing's shoes had bottomed out due to being so hot...
Her delicate and slender feet were red and swollen due to the heat, and several large blisters sprouted and were stepped on.
The sole of the foot is already a piece of rotten flesh...
It's shocking to see...
However, she just pursed her lips tightly, not to be outdone, repeating it over and over again, dancing over and over again...
Lu Qingqing really wanted to kill someone... Actually, she really couldn't bear it anymore...
Who said that when the pain reaches the extreme, it means numbness...
But grandma's... she felt that these feet were going to be useless... and the pain, already extreme, was even more painful... every time it touched the pumice stone, it was a kind of pain that would destroy the world...
Just fight for the breath in your chest and never admit defeat...
Huadi, finally unable to stand it anymore, glared at the stubborn little woman in front of him and tried to jump again...
With a wave of her hand, her person was suspended in mid-air.
Staring at her with disdain: "It's so boring!"
After saying that, he turned around, his loose robe danced in the wind, his sleeves fluttered, and he flew towards the entrance of the cave like a red swallow...
Then...disappeared outside the Beauty Cave...
Lu Qingqing blinked and looked at the disappearing red-haired man...for a long time, he didn't react...
He lowered his head and looked at his body hanging in mid-air...
What does this mean?
A meaningless sentence, and then he just left himself here?
Lu Qingqing was completely sure this time that she was suffering from a psychosis. This red-haired man was a psychopath. Everything he did was entirely based on his personal mood.
Hanging in mid-air with an annoyed look on her face, Lu Qingqing was so angry that she almost vomited blood.
"Master, what is this going to do?" It is indeed a very difficult thing to guess the thoughts of the superior. Xiaoruan stared at the master Lu Qingqing in the Bagua Mirror with a worried look on his face, and asked the shadow beside him tangledly.
Left.
Yingzuo has been following his master for tens of thousands of years, so he can probably figure it out...
Ying Zuo looked at Xiao Ruan's expectant eyes and shook his head with paralysis: "I don't know!"
"..." Xiaoruan stared again...
"I really don't know!" Ying Zuo was speechless. He really didn't know what happened to his master today.
For ten thousand years, the master has spent time in silence. For a master who can't speak a hundred words for ten thousand years, how much can you expect him to understand?
Let’s understand again, it’s impossible for a person’s temperament to remain unchanged after being dull for thousands of years, right?
From his current point of view, the master has become too much...
The previous master didn't bother to do such ridiculous things, but today, he seems to be having a lot of fun...
Yingzuo frowned slightly. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that today's master was really weird... Moreover, the words seemed to be right. In the blink of an eye, the words he said to Lu Qingqing were more than what he had been with him for ten thousand years.
What was said...
55555 makes people envious, jealous and hateful...
"Hey..." Although Xiao Ruan wanted to help Master Qing, he didn't dare to offend him...
So, I could only watch with guilt and pain on my face.
As soon as Lu Qingqing took some time off, she realized that her feet were in severe pain... the burning pain directly pulled at the base of her feet and spread all over her body...
Drenched in cold sweat...
Biting her lip and enduring the pain, she simply fell down and fell asleep in mid-air...
