After practicing the ruthless way, the little sister is too strong

With everyone's care, a few days passed quickly.

The blood scabs on Xia Ling's body finally fell off completely today, and his body finally returned to health.

While the others were still asleep, Xia Ling got up and went to the hot spring not far from the bamboo house to wash up.

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The hot springs are filled with mist.

The girl reflected in the water has waist-length hair, curved eyebrows, crescent eyes, a high nose bridge, thin rosy lips, and skin as white as porcelain.

Well, he's just a little thinner, but there's still a hint of childishness between his features.

With the help of the reflection in the water, Xia Ling finally knew what this body looked like.

But there was nothing surprising, because the facial features of this face were exactly the same as her original ones.

Even the pair of phoenix eyes that seemed to be filled with mist had not changed, and the position of the teardrop mole under the left eye was exactly the same...

If I have to find out the difference, it's probably that I look younger and my skin has become much more delicate and smooth.

"Jinbao, did the original owner look like this?" Xia Ling felt a little weird when seeing this all too familiar face.

Xiao Jin: [Originally, it was only 70% similar to your original appearance. But after you fell into a coma and re-tempered your body and cleansed your marrow, it became exactly the same. It was probably due to the influence of the soul.

But don't worry, other people will subconsciously think that you just look like this and won't notice anything unusual. 】

Xia Ling touched his face and finally accepted this statement: "That's fine."

Because he was too familiar with it, Xia Ling didn't care much after taking a look.

After quickly washing, he used his spiritual power to dry his long hair, and then put on the clan robes that symbolized being a direct disciple.

It has to be said that the sect uniforms of the Wangyue Sect are very distinctive, and the fabric used is the finest Tianyu silk.

The overall cyan color is heavier, and the moon white as a gradient color adds a sense of layering. The cuffs and waist are edged with gold thread, and the hem is embroidered with an inconspicuous light-colored water moon.

It looks like an ink painting.

As for Xia Ling personally, there is absolutely no flaw to be found.

After all, it is both beautiful and practical. It not only has a self-cleaning effect but also has a certain defensive power.

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After quickly tidying up, Xia Ling prepared to return to his room.

But as soon as he arrived near the courtyard, he saw his third senior brother, Qi Huai, holding a sword and seemed ready to go out.

Xia Ling has formally met his five senior brothers in the past few days, but except for Lin Xingfan, he has not spoken much to the others and is not very familiar with them.

But now it’s not good to pretend I didn’t see it.

Thinking of this, Xia Ling took the initiative to walk forward, waved and greeted him, and put on an official smile, "Third Brother, good morning!"

Qi Huai lowered his eyes and looked at the short Xia Ling in front of him. He didn't say anything and nodded.

The atmosphere was extremely awkward, and Xia Ling was ready to find an excuse to slip away: "Third Brother, are you going to practice swordplay? Then I won't disturb you..."

"It's to weed."

The two people's voices intertwined and Xia Ling's unfinished words were stuck in his throat.

weeding?

So early in the morning?

That’s fine, at least we don’t have to stay together, otherwise it would be awkward.

Xia Ling's smile remained unchanged: "Then Third Senior Brother, take care~"

But before Xia Ling could successfully escape, he heard the handsome senior brother in front of him say calmly: "Come with me."

Xia Ling: ...

What if you want to refuse?

Whose disciple has to weed the fields before six o'clock? Her nap!

Before Xia Ling's "pain" disappeared, she saw Qi Huai turned around and walked out of the courtyard.

Xia Ling sighed, but still followed, "Third Brother, wait for me!"

If the five senior brothers had not received the order from their master two days ago and sworn in front of her to keep the secret, she might not have recognized all of her five senior brothers.

But thinking about it, she did cause them trouble, so she should try her best to make up for it if she could.

While thinking, Xia Ling took a step to catch up with Qi Huai who was walking in front.

But because of the height difference between them and Qi Huai walked fast, it was quite difficult for Xia Ling to keep up with him without using spiritual power.

Qi Huai also realized this and slowed down his pace without making a sound.

How could Xia Ling ignore this small detail? He was a little surprised.

Her third senior brother seems... not as cold as he looks?

With this thought in mind, Xia Ling followed Qi Huai through a bamboo forest, crossed a stream, and came to another area.

Looking at the vast fields in front of him, which were filled with various spiritual plants, Xia Ling was stunned.

His eyes widened and his expression froze: "Third Brother, we don't have to pull out all the weeds here before we can go back today, do we?"

"...Who asked you to weed?" Qi Huai seemed puzzled. He glanced at her from the corner of his eye and pointed to the pavilion in the distance. His voice remained flat, "...The spiritual energy here is the most concentrated in the entire mountain. Go and practice over there."

Xia Ling never thought that he called her over because of this matter, "What about you, Third Senior Brother?"

Qi Huai did not answer. He lowered his eyes and walked to a spiritual field. He raised his sword to avoid the spiritual plants and cut the weeds by the roots.

It can be regarded as answering Xia Ling with action.

Xia Ling's silence was also silence: ...

If I remember correctly, he seems to be a swordsman, right?

Isn’t it said that the sword is the wife of a sword cultivator? Why does this guy use the sword as a hoe?