"Little Yan, are you feeling alright? Is the wind getting too chilly for you?" Ning Xin asked with a smile as she stared at the Yin Yan who had turned very pale, her smiling face as gentle and sweet as always.
Yin Yan regained his composure and hurriedly said: "Yes, it is a little cold."
It must be his imagination. Senior Ning was such a perfect girl, how could she possibly have such vicious thoughts?
Ning Xin just smiled and did not say anything more.
On the other side, the disciples were still cleaning up the battlefield and another youth was running over to the tall disciple who foot was still stepped upon the large Spirit Beast's head shouting: "Senior Lu! Senior Lu!"
Lu Wei Jie turned his head and his face was graced with nice features, that held a tinge of arrogance. He jumped off the Spirit Beast with elegant flair and threw the blood stained spirit stones that he had dug out to another disciple standing on one side.
