After rebirth, the little junior sister’s salty life

Nangong Yi looked at the woman very close to him. He didn't recognize her and didn't know why she had been chasing him for so long.

"Who are you anyway? What's the purpose of chasing me?"

Although the woman was a little excited, she quickly put her thoughts away.

"My name is Shu Ni. Master, do you really not remember me? You saved me last month. Without your help, I might have been deceived by those people. You are such a good person, I will follow you .”

After listening to the little girl's words, Nangong Yi's mouth twitched slightly. This little girl was too weird. He just accidentally saved her by casually taking action, but she still relied on him.

"No, I'm used to being alone, I don't need anyone to follow me."

In order to clearly express his attitude, Nangong Yi directly expressed his rejection.

However, he misjudged the girl's perseverance, and the girl raised her hands, looking unconcerned.

"It's okay, you go your own way and I'll follow behind you."

Not achieving what he expected, Nangong Yi's eyes flashed with impatience.

Since entering the Dongling Secret Realm a few days ago and opening the door, he has been to one incredible world after another, and now he has come to a world that makes him even more speechless. Although people in this world admire martial arts, there are very few people who can use force. A martial arts conference is held every few years. The organizer of this martial arts conference is Guquan Kingdom. The original location was set to be in the imperial capital, but it was suddenly changed. The real destination was in an extremely cold place.

"No need, don't follow me anymore."

After saying that, Nangong Yi nodded his head, tilted his body slightly upward, jumped to one eaves, and then jumped to another eaves. After a few breaths, he disappeared.

The girl looked disappointed, "What? I just want to repay my kindness. Are you avoiding me like this?"

Nangong Yi didn't know what the girl was thinking. He first went to the place where the martial arts conference started to observe, and found that there was nothing strange.

The martial arts competition will begin in a few days. Due to the hasty change of location, contestants from many countries have not yet arrived.

On the other side, Huang Youer, who entered this world by accident, also heard about the martial arts conference. For those who advocate martial arts, participating in this martial arts conference will definitely gain a lot, but her cultivation has been stuck in a bottleneck , I believe there will definitely be a breakthrough.

Sitting in the inn she had booked in advance, she looked confused. After entering the gate this time, she and her father were separated into two places. She originally thought she would meet her father, but she didn't expect that after walking for so long, she has now arrived at this place. In the cold city, there was no trace of daddy.

"Dad, will you come to the martial arts conference? You will definitely come. You care so much about your cultivation. If you can successfully break through this time, you will definitely be able to enter the divine transformation stage."

Huang Youer's eyes were full of expectation. She believed that her father would definitely come here to find him.

Qing Ning, who was still on the carriage on the other side, had been working hard to impart knowledge to His Highness. His Highness had been working very hard these days. He not only had to learn swordsmanship, but also had the ability to protect himself. She was also asked to memorize many important figures, just like reciting them in elementary school.

"Ah, Sister Qingning, it's so hard to remember these things. My head almost hurts."

The young boy rubbed his sore forehead and slightly painful temples, rubbing them constantly.

"No, you have to remember these things. Although you have heard many stories, you must be able to recognize them individually, and you must have the ability to remain calm in times of crisis."

Seeing Qing Ning's serious face, the little boy lowered his head slightly, looking dejected.

"Okay, I'd better memorize it properly."

The carriage was still moving, and although it was a little bumpy, His Highness was still reciting it seriously and hard. He wanted to survive, and she didn't want to be a victim of this martial arts competition.

Qing Ning also knew that His Royal Highness Prince Li was very hard-working, so he would sometimes accompany her to recite, or make him some delicious juice to make him feel more relaxed, so that the recitation efficiency would become higher and higher.