Wok and Whisk

Sigh, a typical courting death again. Nothing new. Yun Lintian lamented in his heart. He ignored the four of them and turned to Yun Qianxue and Yun Lingwei. "Who wants to take this?"

Yun Lingwei looked at Yun Qianxue and saw the latter stood still, couldn't be bothered to take care of the enemy. She smiled wryly and said. "I'll take this then."

Following, Yun Lingwei stepped forward, and a long whisk appeared in her hand. Yun Lintian was stunned when he saw the whisk and couldn't help asking. "Is this your new weapon?"

Yun Lingwei turned around with a grin and said. "That's right. I saw it in the book and discovered it suits my hand very well."

Yun Lintian was speechless.

The four people in white were furious, as they were completely ignored by these three people. They gripped their long swords tightly and rushed at Yun Lingwei in a flash.