Riding The Wind And Waves In Shura Field [Quick Wear]

4.12 - This kind of move that hurts others by a thousand and hurts oneself

4.12 - This kind of move that hurts others by a thousand and hurts oneself by eight hundred would never have been used by Shen Ran in the past.

　　Before the sect conference, Bai She, as usual, put on a white robe for Shen Ran. He said, "In the past, Master would not bother to participate in such trivial things as sect conferences. Today, you must perform well. After all, the entire Xuanyi Sect is in Master's hands."

　　Shen Ran didn't say anything. Before leaving, he asked, "Aren't you going to give Liu Guang to me?"

　　"The Liuguang cannot be given to Master, otherwise once the Liuguang is out, Master's identity will be exposed." Bai She laughed, handed the Jihan in his hand to Shen Ran, and said, "Use the Jihan. Master made this sword himself, and I'm afraid Master hasn't used it yet, right?"

　　Shen Ran's body stiffened slightly. He glanced at Ji Han, took the sword after a moment, put on the familiar silver mask, and left the house.

　　Bai She leaned against the door, watching Shen Ran leave with interest, and then chuckled, "I'm really looking forward to it."

　　"My Lord." A man in black appeared at the side, half-knelt down, and said, "Would you like me to serve you, my Lord..."

　　"You are acting rashly." Before the man in black could finish, Bai She interrupted him and looked at the man kneeling at his feet indifferently, "I will only deal with his affairs."

　　"Yes, my lord." The man in black responded immediately.

　　[999: What is the deepest love in the world? ]

　　【Shen Ran: I have to die in his hands.】

　　Shen Ran answered quickly, which showed that he had done this many times.

　　Although he had never participated in the sect conference, he had seen it once or twice, so he knew where it was. However, his masked appearance attracted many people. His white clothes were whiter than snow, and he was carrying a long sword. Lin Miaomiao saw him from behind and hurriedly stepped forward and said respectfully, "Welcome, Sect Master."

　　Lin Miaomiao lowered her head and did not hear anyone's reply. She raised her head nervously, but saw the person standing in front of her wearing a silver mask. Lin Miaomiao blushed immediately and whispered, "I'm sorry, fellow Taoist, I recognized the wrong person."

　　"It's okay." Shen Ran still pretended to have that hoarse voice.

　　The monks passing by always kept their eyes on Shen Ran, until Bai She appeared. Bai She leaned aside, looking at Shen Ran with a smile, and when they met his eyes, Shen Ran could see clearly what Bai She was saying. He said, "Master, don't lose."

　　Shen Ran subconsciously clenched the Ji Han in his hand, closed it slightly, and then opened it again, his eyes clear.

　　His wounds had not healed. Bai She had taken away all the medicine and he only changed the bandages every day. There was almost no sign of healing on the wounds, but Shen Ran didn't care.

　　If I die here...

　　This thought suddenly occurred to him, but was quickly denied.

　　"Master." Bai She walked up behind him without him noticing, and whispered, "I checked, you need to fight three matches, all of them are people you know."

　　Shen Ran asked without even turning his head, "Who?"

　　"The first game was against Chen Wang, the second was against Lin Miaomiao, and the third...ha, Master had to win the first two games before he had the chance to come to the third game." Bai She said with a smile.