Ni Yu pushed the wheelchair and leaned against the wheelchair Lu Fan lightly tapped the thin wool blanket with his fingers...

"But don't have a next time."

Lu Fan said lightly.

As the words fell, there was silence, and only the sound of the wooden wheel turning gradually faded away and disappeared.

Ning Zhao stood there, her face pale slightly, her fists clenched, and her plump lips made a deep mark.

This time the mistake was really a big blow to her.

If the young master had no means, the ending tonight might have been another situation.

The one who was thrown into Beiluo Lake may not be Han Lianxiao, but Lu Fan.

Of course, Ning Zhao also knew that Lu Fan did not blame her. After all, she had been in control of spiritual energy for too short.

However, this failure was not just because of her lack of familiarity in spiritual energy, but the most important thing was her underestimation and inner expansion.

She could have done better.

I thought that having spiritual energy would be higher than ordinary warriors.

Don't take the masters of the world into consideration.

In fact, the master is divided into nine sounds. Not to mention the master of nine sounds, any master warrior with more than five sounds will be easy to kill Ning Zhao now.

"Martialists should be cautious about being arrogant and impatience. It is a taboo to underestimate the enemy. Lions should also use all their strength to fight rabbits, not to mention that you are facing a master warrior."

Under the night, Nie Changqing rubbed Nie Shuang's head, looked at Ning Zhao and said.

This is a kind reminder.

It's also his experience.

Ning Zhao's face was swept away and he bowed slightly to Nie Changqing.

"Thank you for your advice from Brother Nie."

"Brother Nie, go here."

Ning Zhao smiled sweetly, and Yi Yue took Nie Changqing to the wing room with her.
Chapter completed!