The Only Love: Rebirth of National Goddess

Chen Zhen can get such a high evaluation, Zheng Haifeng no longer dare to despise, this beautiful looking doll.

In the past, he was defeated by Chen Zhen. Chen Zhen's evaluation of himself was that he had no talent and relied on hard training day after day.

Zheng Haifeng never thought that in his lifetime, he would hear the three words "gifted" from Chen Zhen. His brow was locked and he seemed to be thinking about something.

Zi Yue smiles at Ye Zhi and says in a light tone: "younger martial sister Ye Zhi, let me take you to the plum pile. Don't worry. You can walk on it first."

Ziyue has a good temper, but it's hard for him to disobey his teacher's orders. He doesn't want to fight ye Zhi. Although he hasn't read any books, he still knows how to be polite. Let him do it to a girl. No matter what, he can't do it.

"Thank you, elder martial brother ziyue." Ye Zhi did not refuse, but heavy complexion toward son more nodded.

Ye Zhi just wanted to come out to play, but she didn't expect her master's competitiveness to make herself stand such a big test.

She has no bottom in her heart, even though it's a private competition between schools.

But ye Zhi is clear, this is not just two people's fighting, but about the reputation between the sects.

The two elders couldn't tell the difference between them. Naturally, they hoped that they would win or lose through the contest between their disciples.

Ye Zhi mouth said thank son more help, but this plum pile, but did not pass her help.

It's impossible for the current traditional Chinese culture to have the ability to fly over the eaves and walk over the wall. At the starting point of plum blossom pile, there are short piles. Ye Zhi is still calm and steps on it step by step. In fact, on her loose clothes, she can feel her calf shaking.

Are you afraid?

It's a joke to say that it's not afraid of nature.

Every step forward indicates that her body is farther away from the ground. Although there are many plum blossom piles at the end of the road, the height is also frightening.

Zi Yue didn't come up immediately, but watched Ye Zhi walking in plum blossom pile, thinking about something.

For example, how to put water in front of two old people later, and whether his master will beat him if he loses to a girl.

Looking at her unsteady gait, her footwork is more like a toddler. Zheng Haifeng smiles, but Chen Zhen still looks confident with her hands behind her back.

Ye Zhi stood on it and regretted it.

As long as I knew, no matter what kind of master she was, she didn't have a special hobby of walking in the air.

Especially without any safety facilities.

She had forgotten all the Tai Chi she had learned earlier. Instead, she used her brain and extraordinary memory to record the position of the plum blossom stake under her feet.

In these plum pile, walked on two rounds, ye Zhi's mind, has been able to clearly depict the three-dimensional picture of all plum pile here.

This stereogram coincides with Chen's mental method in her mind, but there are also some differences. She closed her eyes and wanted to figure out the secret.

The wind blew up the broken hair in front of her forehead, and the sun shone on her face. It was a peaceful and dazzling look. But in Yezhi's mind, it was a picture of Chen's Taiji playing on the plum pile. The thrilling degree of the plum pile array was far beyond her imagination.

When you open your eyes again, ye Zhi is still calm, but her steps have become very light.

Chen Zhen see, no longer hide their emotions, burst out laughing.