C117 (1/2)

The youth tightly hugged the girl's bloodied body. With his hands covered in blood, he gave a deep look at the young girl who was brought down from the stage to cry, before turning around and leaving with a gloomy expression.

At the edge of the high platform, a man dressed in a white robe stood facing the wind. His clothes fluttered in the wind, and the hibiscus was painted.

The man's gaze followed the youth's back as it zigzagged away. His gaze was still, as if he had been alone and cold for tens of thousands of years, yet it was clear like ice, crystal clear and pure.

After Sect Leader finished sighing, he lowered his eyes and inadvertently saw this scene. He leisurely stroked his beard and asked with a smile, ”Junior brother, do you have a favorite disciple?”

The white robed man's clothes fluttered in the wind, his black hair fluttering behind him. He spoke with a calm tone, as if he had seen through the world with his clear and complicated eyes, ”I have.”

These two simple words caused the Sect Leader's expression to change a bit. He had never taken in a disciple in the past thousand years … was his junior brother going to take in a disciple?

He couldn't help but be curious. Just which junior disciple would make his peerlessly talented junior brother want to accept a disciple?

”Was it one of them?”

The man didn't answer him. His figure went against the wind and disappeared in a few blinks of an eye.

The Sect Leader smiled to himself. His junior brother was still as taciturn as before. How could he spoil his disciple's misfortune by teaching him so much? Sniff, sniff, sniff ~ ~

Gu Hua Wei woke up in the tranquil night. The pain from her entire body told her that she had suffered quite a bit, and the familiar thatched roof above her head gave her a sense of security.

She was a person who didn't really care about winning or losing. She cared too much only about herself, so she would always take revenge. Perhaps both sides would suffer, so what about it?

”You're awake?” Li Xiaoming pushed open the door with his swollen eyes, and saw a hint of surprise and joy flash across Gu Hua's eyes. It really couldn't have been better for her to wake up.

Lady Gu smiled faintly at the foolishly smiling youth and asked, ”What time is it?”

”It's already three days later.” Li Xiaoming sat down on the low stool in front of the chuang with the porridge in his hand and complained, ”If you don't wake up soon, you will starve to death.”

Gu Hua laughed lightly. ”No matter what, I have to be a dead stuffed animal.”

”Eat.” Li Xiaoming didn't say anything more. He scooped up a spoonful of porridge and slowly fed it into Gu Hua Wei's mouth. His pitch-black eyes watched as Lady Gu slowly swallowed the food she cooked without moving an inch. He felt indescribably happy.

Gu Hua quietly watched this youth who no longer had a tender youth. A little warmth spread from her heart to her entire body. Even though the porridge in her mouth was breaking her heart, she still had to give her little friend some face.

With great difficulty, Gu Hua Wei had finished a whole bowl of love porridge. Finally feeling alive, Li Xiaoming went over to clean up the dishes and asked, ”Did I miss something?”

Li Xiaoming's hand that was holding the bowl went stiff. The last thing the youth would do was lie to her. He braced himself and said, ”The competition is over.”

Gu Hua Wei was not surprised at all: ”Who's in first place? New Deer City? ”