The Scholar Begged for Death

It was his first time encountering such a thing while walking the world.

The man was not only a guard of the General's Estate, but also a fairly skilled blacksmith.

Although his cultivation was inferior to Wang Xian's, he was still one of the best fighters in the General's Estate. Yet he had actually died right before Wang Xian's eyes.

Wang Xian had not even had time to act before everything had already settled into dust.

He was enraged.

Not only because they bore a mission, but also because of the pride flowing through his blood. That trace of arrogance would never allow him to bow his head to a Qi Refining Realm youth.

The little girl merely cried out in alarm before falling silent.

As though she were looking at someone nearly brain-dead, she did not even spare a glance for the black charcoal-head lying before her master, who resembled a black bear.

She simply let the gushing blood dye her eyes red as it flowed into the lake.

The reason she frowned had nothing to do with her master's attack. It was because of the Great General of Dragon City.

She truly could not believe that the Great General, who was usually as affectionate as an uncle and hugged her to play with her all day, would actually send assassins to kill her and her sister.

Could something have happened to Dragon City?

After being kidnapped by the old man, rescued by Wang Xian, and witnessing her master slay demons with his sword on the mountain, the little girl gradually learned to think.

It was not merely because she had copied the Dao Scripture along the way.

The little girl had been shocked by the fragrant sword strike her master had unleashed. She wanted to learn that sword