In the past twenty years, ning Shao had been cultivating in a sickly state, so his martial arts were very high, even to an amazing extent.
But now, after he was sent flying, he smashed into the entire bookshelf and was buried by countless books.
After a long while, he emerged from a pile of books and gently wiped the blood from his mouth and nose. He walked directly to the front of Master Kong sa of Tongtian temple and patted his back."I understand. Martial uncle, please don't be angry."
At this moment, ning Shao's voice was unprecedentedly gentle, completely like the most obedient junior.
uncle-master, don't worry. I was just blinded by anger. From now until the battle in Tian Yue city, I will not touch a single hair on Shen Lang's men. "I'm sorry, uncle-master, I've caused trouble for the elders," ning Shao said in a low voice.
Then, he personally poured the tea and placed it in front of Master Kong ye.
