"I'm jealous."

These young people who can enter the Discipline Hall are either rich or noble, and they form a small circle.

No one else on the ancestral sword monument dared to approach them.

Seeing that Lin Jianjia's body had thousands of black sword patterns, the other disciples were very disappointed.

Because apart from her, among the hundreds of people, the tallest one was only two hundred.

If you can't reach a thousand in three days, don't even think about succeeding in a month.

"call……"

At this moment, Lin Jianjia took a deep breath and paused her sword practice.

To be honest, this girl is not very good-looking.

Her appearance tends to be fierce. Although her eyes, ears, mouth and nose are very delicate, her erect eyes and sharp nose can easily make people awe.

It can even be said that this is a mean look.
Chapter completed!