A swordsmanship routine concluded, and everyone hadn't quite regained their senses.
The audience stared at that tiny figure.
The little girl was solemnly looking at the broken branch and picked up another one.
Once she started, readying her move, her chubby little face instantly tensed up. At this moment, everyone no longer saw her as a cute little Tuanzi, but rather as a chivalrous hero full of Jianghu spirit.
[How should I put it, it feels like she has acquired a special aura, Jianghu spirit?]
[It's probably murderous aura. Don't novels say that true heroes have tasted blood, are filled with murderous aura, and even animals don't dare approach them?]
[You said it's a novel, and she is using a branch, not a weapon.]
[I don't care, anyway, from now on, I'm a die-hard fan of Heroine Miaomiao.]
