However,
people are like this,
the more frightened they are, the more they want to do something to make up for their previous "loss of composure".
"Tsk tsk, extravagant, wasteful."
The Sword Saint was at Snow Sea Pass, forcefully opened the Second Rank, killed a wild general with a single sword, annihilated a thousand cavalry, and then he was burnt-out.
And then look at Tian Wujing now,
forcefully opened the Second Rank,
just to see his son once.
It's simply extravagant to an unimaginable degree.
"What should we do now?" A Ming asked.
"Nothing we can do, just wait here, or if you're itching for action, you can spar with Prince Jingnan?"
A Ming took out his water pouch, pulled the plug, and took a sip of blood.
Tasting it, he said:
"I feel like I've been triggered again just now."
"Envious?" the blind man asked.
"Envious."
Because he once had this kind of strength too.
"Take it slow, whether the train can run fast depends mainly on the engine."
