Master of Fast Transmigration, put down the knife

Chapter 130 Beauty is only worthy of the strong (7)

Chapter 130 Beauty is only worthy of the strong ([-])
Xue Fan was stunned for a moment, then felt like he was picked up like a child.The girl's figure was slender, but she did not disobey her when she lifted him up.It's just that for Xue Fan, this way of carrying at this time is very shameful.

However, Ye Chenyu was very happy because she found a way to complete the task. She and Xue Fan looked at each other, ignoring his gloomy expression: "The root is not bad... It's just that I'm a little old, and I need to train again... "

Fortunately, she has also brought many juniors and juniors under her belt before, and she is very good at laying the foundation for others.

Xue Fan's face became even more gloomy: Is it okay?You know, it took thousands of years of Daozong to develop his innate Dao body.He sneered: "Oh, I don't know how qualified senior is?"

As if the girl in front of her didn't hear what he said, her tone was a little brisk: "Let's do the basic sword art [-] times first." The long knife was raised, and the narrow blade reflected the profile of the young man, Ye Chenyu tilted his head slightly : "Body training is too slow, let me help you sharpen your body." She promised that she would not let the task target be overwhelmed by Zhao Qinghong, and would definitely teach the task target to be a top sword repairman.

The crack that she cut Zhao Qinghong just now was still shining brightly on the ground, as long as her spiritual sense touched it a little, she would be overwhelmed by the terrifying knife intent above.Xue Fan's face changed slightly, and an ominous premonition welled up in his heart.

She wouldn't plan to temper his body with the sword intent just now, would she?

Ye Chenyu simply made a training schedule for Xue Fan, and then dragged him to the training ground of Handaomen, intending to throw him in.

The people of Handaomen looked at each other, they couldn't sort out the current situation for a while, but...

Although the atmosphere was heavy, some people couldn't help muttering: "Let Dao practice the basic sword art [-] times, you will die, right?"

"Fortunately, my junior sister confiscated the apprentice..."

The low-pitched discussion dilutes the sad atmosphere, and the crisis seems to have passed.Shao Ninghua looked at the backs of the two going away, but the tension on his face seemed to be a little heavier.

"Eldest brother! The second senior sister has been seriously injured, come and take a look!"

Shao Ninghua came back to his senses, and hurried over.

On the first day after the death of the head of the Cold Sword Sect, the people of the Cold Sword Sect experienced: the monk Yuanying seeks revenge, the junior sister's temperament changes drastically, the disciple of the Sword Sect visits the door, the Daoist Tianjiao comes to rob people, and finally the junior sister kills Yuanying The cultivator beat away the disciples of the Sword Sect, and made Tianjiao of the Dao Sect down to be their Junior Brothers.

Compared with the last thing, the previous things don't seem to be a big deal.

This night, the lights of Handaomen were brightly lit and remained on all night.

An oil lamp was lit in the crowded hut in the left wing. Handaomen had no property, so naturally they couldn't afford night pearls and other things, so they could only rely on the same lamps as ordinary people for lighting.The oldest senior brothers and sisters sat together, their faces either serious or sad, reflected in the dim light.

"Do you know how my little junior sister's sword skills are so powerful?" a senior brother asked.

Everyone looked at each other, unable to answer. After a long silence, a beautiful senior sister pursed her lips: "Although my junior sister is smart, her cultivation level is far from enough. Moreover, her temperament today is far from usual..."

"She has always been the closest to and loved Master, and she doesn't look too sad today..." Someone answered.

As they spoke, they all looked at Shao Ninghua again.

Shao Ninghua remained silent, his eyes fixed on the oil lamp, only the flickering candle in his eyes.He felt that his juniors and juniors were all looking at him, waiting for his decision.He usually dotes on his junior sister very much, so how can he not see the clues that other people can see?
It's just that it's different from the situation that changes rapidly during the day and it's too late to think about it. Now he has to think about more things.The master is gone, he is a senior brother, if he makes a wrong decision, maybe the whole Handaomen will be wiped out.

He had to keep his juniors and juniors alive, and he had to avenge the revenge of his master and junior juniors.

"That's definitely not Junior Sister," he said. "Maybe it's Duoshe, but we can't expose her now. Our cultivation base is too low now, we are far from being her opponent, and we have offended Jianzong. Maybe the Handaomen will have to kill her again." Rely on her to protect."

"If Junior Sister is really taken away, do we still have to rely on the protection of our enemies to survive?"

"I don't know which demon it is. If it is a cruel and merciless person, maybe we don't have to wait for Jianzong, we will be killed by her first."

"If she is exposed, she will definitely kill everyone. We don't care, what about the brothers and sisters?"

"She kept Xue Fan, and we offended Daozong again. What's her purpose?"

"Little junior sister's aptitude is not good, why did she want to take away the body of junior sister..."

Several people chattered and discussed without any result, and in the end they all acquiesced to Shao Ninghua's decision.It's just that the atmosphere is more depressed than before.

The senior sister who spoke before finally couldn't help crying out: "Master has been murdered, and now even my junior sister has been taken away, why is this..."

Weeping sounded in the wing room, and everyone was silent, only the trembling clothes revealed their thoughts.Shao Ninghua raised his head and leaned weakly on the back of the chair, his pupils were dilated and lifeless.

how so?Because it is too weak.So without a master, they are vulnerable to their enemies and talk about revenge in vain; so it is obvious that Jianzong is unreasonable, but they are required to bow their knees and be grateful; so when their junior sisters are taken away, they dare not expose or question them.

It turns out that the real world of comprehension is like this, the weak can only linger on, and then be swallowed up.

The lamp oil was burned out, the candles were extinguished little by little, and the wing room was plunged into darkness.The young man's body was motionless, as if he had merged with the darkness.

At this time, Ye Chenyu, the ruthless devil, was sitting on the railing on the second floor, her eyes just fell on the left wing room, her eyes were emotionless, her hand rested on the knife, and her expression showed a subtle sense of emptiness.After the faint light in the wing room disappeared, she looked away again.

This time, the original body has many people with close relationships. In order to avoid trouble, she should have left immediately.It's just that she was remembered by the people of Jianzong today. If she leaves now, she will have to find other people to get magic weapons and spirit stones, so there is no convenience in delivering them to her door.

What's more, she is a person who is extremely afraid of trouble, and she is even more unwilling to cause trouble to others.You can't throw the trouble to the original sect after getting into trouble.

It just so happens that the martial arts training ground of the Cold Sword Sect can be used for Xue Fan to practice, and she can also produce spirit stones for the people of the Cold Sword Sect to help.

The night wind blew, and the girl's figure gradually disappeared into the night.

The system sounded very humane: 【Are you here for Xue Fan? 】

Ye Chenyu stroked the blade, and gave a slightly puzzled "hmm".

【nothing. 】The system said.

 Ye Chenyu (confident): I am very good at taking care of my younger brothers and younger sisters.

  Former juniors and juniors (horrified): Don't trust her!

  It was originally updated yesterday, but because it has been too long in the past, I have no feel, and I have been changing it...

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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