The Talented Doctor

However, Ji Mingyu's life is so boring, hard and lonely.

He will always be accompanied by the sword and the sound of wind and rain in the mountains and forests.

Xi Yue thought with regret and pity, if only he could grow up with him!

Such days continue until one evening.

Xiao Ji Mingyu went up the mountain to store food, because the winter came and the food became less, he entered the depths of the forest and ran into a group of magic wolves.

Every demon wolf has the strength of rank eight or nine.

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

Speaking of which, the young boy's immature face will not be more than six years old in any way, and even if he cultivates the beauty bonus, he is only seven or eight years old at most.

A seven or eight-year-old child unexpectedly reached the peak of the Nascent Soul Stage. Speaking of this talent, probably all the geniuses of the three thousand planes will be ashamed.

However, no matter how talented he is, it is impossible for him to defeat a dozen demon wolves alone.

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

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

One after another, the devil wolves were killed by Xiao Ji Mingyu, but he also left countless wounds on his body.

Slowly, the little boy's spiritual power dried up, and the sword in his hand became as heavy as a kilogram, and he couldn't even lift it up.

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

A demon wolf rushed forward and opened his blood bowl towards Xiao Ji Mingyu who was already weakened.

Xi Yue exclaimed, her face pale in fright.

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

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

However, he did not look half-feared or afraid, but looked towards the direction where Jianguang was flying.

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

That represents joy, expectation and admiration!

Xi Yue turned his head and looked around, and saw a tall man slowly landing.

He wore a golden mask on his face and plain clothes on his body, and his whole body was tightly wrapped.

He didn't even show his hands and feet.

But as soon as Xi Yue saw him, her body was tight and her hair was terrified.

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

Xi Yue looked at Xiao Ji Mingyu, and saw that he was covered in blood, scarred, and his spiritual power was exhausted, and he was shaking even when he walked.

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

Xiao Baozi's eyes were gleaming, like gleaming stars in the night.

Xi Yue had never seen Xiao Ji Mingyu so happy before.

It turns out that this man is his master.

However, Xi Yue had a very bad impression of the man in this mask.

Because he looked at Ji Mingyu's eyes with only coldness, sternness and calculation, without a trace of tenderness.

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

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

The man took Xiao Mingyu back to the wooden house.

Obviously the boy was covered in bruises, but the masked man didn't mean to treat him or appease him at all. Instead, he said in a deep voice, "Show me what you have learned in the past few days."

Without even frowning, Xiao Mingyu began to dance the sword.