“Huh? You have been promoted to Dou Ling? When did this happen?” Hai Bodong on the side saw the breath that Xiao Ding suddenly released, and he was startled, somewhat surprised.
“Without feeling in your legs, you can only practice quietly, so the progress is quite good… It’s just that you don’t show offensive energy on weekdays, so everyone doesn’t know it.” Xiao Ding smiled.
“It’s good to have the power to protect yourself. If the situation is not good later, you and Yafei will find a chance to escape… It’s not wise to stay here forever. In that case, even if the Mittel family is really destroyed, Someone can avenge us in the future.” Haibodong nodded and suddenly whispered.
Hearing Haibodong’s words, Xiao Ding and Yafei were both startled, just about to say ha, but the former’s face was completely solemn, and slowly said: “Here…”
The two followed the sound and looked up. They saw that on some buildings outside the manor, countless figures in white robes were already standing, holding the same sharp long swords in their hands. In the reflection, the cold light poured into the manor, making the whole body cold.