Chapter 3175 Master

However, Ji Mingyu lived such a boring, hard and lonely life.

Only the sword and the sound of wind and rain in the mountains will always accompany him.

Xi Yue thought regretfully and pitifully, if only she could grow up with him!

This day continued until one evening.

Little Ji Mingyu went up to the mountain to store food, because winter came and the food became scarce, so he went into the depths of the forest and met a pack of demon wolves.

Every demon wolf has eight or nine levels of strength.

At this time, Ji Mingyu's strength was only at the peak of the Nascent Soul Stage.

Speaking of it, the little boy's immature face will not be more than six years old, even if he cultivates the beauty bonus, he will only be seven or eight years old at most.

A seven or eight-year-old child has actually reached the peak of the Nascent Soul Stage. Speaking of this talent would probably make all the geniuses in the three thousand planes feel ashamed.

However, no matter how good his talent was, it was impossible for him to defeat more than a dozen demon wolves alone.

Xi Yue's heart rose to her throat, and she wished she could rush over to help him clean up the magic wolves.

But Xiao Ji Mingyu's expression was still very calm, picked up the long sword taller than him, and confronted the wolf without fear.

One after another, the demon wolves were beheaded by Xiao Ji Mingyu, but countless wounds were left on his body.

Slowly, the little boy's spiritual power was exhausted, and the sword in his hand became as heavy as a thousand catties, and he could not even lift it.

However, under the stimulation of the blood, the demon wolf became more and more brave and ferocious.

A demon wolf rushed forward and opened its bloody mouth towards the little Ji Mingyu who had no strength to move.

Xi Yue exclaimed, her face turned pale with fright.

At this moment, thousands of sword lights descended from the sky, killing all the demon wolves in an instant.

The blood of the demon wolf splattered all over the little boy, and the severed head of the demon wolf rolled down at the little boy's feet.

But he didn't show any fear and fear, but looked in the direction where Jian Guang was flying.

For the first time, Xi Yue saw the sparkle in Xiao Ji Mingyu's eyes.

That represents joy, expectation and admiration!

Xi Yue turned her head to look, and saw a tall man slowly descending.

He wore a golden mask on his face, and he wore plain and unremarkable clothes, covering his whole body tightly.

Not even the hands and feet were exposed.

But when Xi Yue saw him, her whole body tensed up and her hair stood on end.

Moreover, getting closer, the tip of his nose seemed to smell a rancid smell.

Xi Yue looked at Xiao Ji Mingyu, only to see that he was covered in blood, bruised and bruised, his spiritual power was exhausted, and he was staggering even when he walked.

But he quickly walked up to the man and saluted respectfully: "Master!"

The little bun's eyes were shining, like the twinkling stars in the night.

Xi Yue had never seen little Ji Mingyu so happy.

It turned out that this man was his master.

However, Xi Yue had a bad impression of the masked man.

Because he looked at Ji Mingyu with cold, stern and calculating eyes, without a trace of warmth.

Sure enough, the man gave him a cold look, and only uttered two words, "Trash!"

Little Ji Mingyu's eyes immediately dimmed, and her already stern face became even more expressionless.

The man took Xiao Mingyu back to the wooden house.

It was obvious that the boy was covered with cuts and bruises, but the masked man did not heal him or comfort him at all, but said in a deep voice, "Show me what you have learned in the past few days."

Xiao Mingyu didn't even frown, and began to dance the long sword.