Looking at Zhu Xiaowei's swaying, staggering but straight little back, and his extremely determined little back, the adults below all had their own feelings and sighs in their hearts.
"Perhaps, a miracle will happen..."
Miracle, how can there be a miracle? The reason why a miracle is called a miracle is because it is almost impossible for it to happen.
Two hundred steps!
Two hundred and fifty steps!
Three hundred steps!
Later, Zhu Xiaowei's speed became slower and slower. Every time he took a step, his body would shake violently, as if he would die at any time.
Almost everyone's eyes were glued to this little child.
Every pause he took made everyone's hearts rise in their throats.
"Three hundred and twelve, three hundred and thirteen, three hundred and fourteen..." Later, no one knew who was counting for him, and everyone was counting for him in unison.
The fact that this child could persist to this point was far beyond everyone's expectations, and also greatly shocked others.
You know, he is now walking a ladder full of spiritual power, but he is a child with no spiritual power at all... Yes, he is still a child.
With this perseverance, even if this child cannot practice cultivation in this life, he will have outstanding achievements in any other field!
"Don't go up anymore, really don't go up anymore, look at his feet..."
At first, Zhu Xiaowei was still sweating on the steps, but at this moment, the soles of his shoes had already been penetrated by the hot steps, and his feet were in direct contact with the hot ground.
The constant hissing, the rising black smoke, and the bloody footprints were shocking to everyone who saw it.
Hard-hearted people can't stand it anymore, and soft-hearted people can't help but have tears in their eyes.
This kid is so strong and so pitiful.
At this moment, many people couldn't help but look at Mo Yunqing.
Based on the perseverance shown by this child, can't Weiyang Palace make an exception?
How could Mo Yunqing not understand what these people were thinking? She smiled coldly and said directly: "Trash is trash. If you don't stay at home, you have to go out and embarrass yourself. It's disgusting!"
Mo Yunqing's volume was very high. Instead of deliberately lowering her voice, she deliberately raised her high range!
Su Luo clearly saw that when Zhu Xiaowei heard these words, his hand at his side clenched into a fist, and a stream of blood dripped down from his palm.
Everyone looked at Mo Yunqing with some displeasure.
It's true that the holy aunt of Weiyang Palace is aloof, but what she says is too harsh, right? But the situation is stronger than others, they dare not speak out, they can only be filled with righteous indignation in their hearts, looking forward to someone to come out and punish Mo Yunqing.
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They suddenly remembered that the beautiful girl and Mo Yunqing were at each other's throats just now. The girl didn't seem to be easy to mess with. She wouldn't see Mo Yunqing being so arrogant, right?
However, what disappointed everyone was that the girl named Su Luo only looked at Zhu Xiaowei's back and did not say a word to refute Mo Yunqing.
Everyone was disappointed in their hearts. Alas, the Holy Aunt is the Holy Aunt. Who dares to contradict her? They can only watch her arrogance.
Mo Yunqing glanced at Su Luo provocatively: "After a few hundred years, you have become more and more timid. It's simply ridiculous."
Su Luo still didn't look at Mo Yunqing, as if she turned a deaf ear to her words...