"We're close to the nine Dragon cave. Didn't uncle Xiang tell you before he came out? What are you doing at the bow?" After he shouted, he mumbled in dissatisfaction, "
"The youngsters nowadays really don't know what's good for them!"
His voice was as soft as a mosquito at first, but as the mist dispersed, the voice gradually became clearer.
The sky in the trial space was gray, and it looked like it was already six or seven in the evening.
Once song qingxiao regained control of her body, she turned around instinctively and saw a young man standing behind her.
The man was about 17 or 18 years old. He had delicate features and was about 1.7 meters tall, about the same height as her. He wore a grayish-blue sleeveless short robe with a dark blue sweat towel tied around his waist. His head was also wrapped in a sweat towel of the same color. He was wearing a navy blue loose linen pants.
When he saw her turn around, he immediately shouted again, "
"Be careful ..."
