Quick time travel: The cold villain is acting like a baby in my arms again

I thought that life would just go on like this, but they want to live in peace, but some people in the cultivation world don't think so.

Mu Ciwan's fights have always been aboveboard, and she never even provokes other people's disputes. She will only fight when the other party initiates a challenge.

The main reason is that there are too many people who look down on her. She even built a ring for this purpose. Adhering to the principle of openness, fairness and justice, she competes in front of everyone, and no one dares to say anything even if she wants to.

He didn't dare to get back what he had bet on.

until……

"Mu Ciwan, this is the magic weapon of our sect, I cannot give it to you."

Looking at the dejected person in front of him, Mu Ciwan sneered, his eyes full of sarcasm.

"You Yuanmen are very good. The bets are made aboveboard. Everyone can see it. You have admitted it yourself, but now you don't want to give it to me?"

Mu Ciwan curled his lips coldly, "Do you think I won't be honorable enough? Or do you think I'm not worthy of those?"

The elder of Yuanmen's complexion changed again and again, and finally said with a sigh: "No."

"You can afford to lose, but I don't want to lose that old face, not to mention you have already won a lot." The elder of Yuanmen said in silence for a moment.

Mu Ciwan sneered, "Do you think I care about those reputations? I won you in a normal competition. I am upright, I have never stolen or robbed, and I have not taken by force. If not, how could I agree to be with you?" Competition? You want to go back on your word now, this is not what decent people should do."

Mu Ciwan looked at them mockingly, paused, and then sneered, "Besides, you are still an elder, and you came to bully me as a disciple, and now your words don't count."

"You..." The elder of Yuanmen's complexion suddenly turned red, and there was a burst of bruising.

She actually said they were shameless!

She actually regarded them as a bunch of shameless villains.

"What's wrong with me? The elders of Yuanmen can't even understand what I say?" Mu Ciwan said indifferently.

"I..." The elder of Yuanmen's face was ashen, and he wanted to say something, but was stopped by the head of Yuanmen who had been hiding secretly.

Mu Ciwan saw that the eyes of the head of the fairy style were cloudy, but he looked amiable.

He looked at the head of Yuanmen with a look of hatred, but in the end he could only grit his teeth, "Little friend, this is indeed our problem. I didn't take care of it properly for a while, and let him take something to challenge you. But This is indeed the treasure of our sect, it cannot be given away at will, maybe you can exchange it for something, if you want, we will give it to you immediately."

Mu Ciwan was already tired of their rhetoric, snorted coldly, turned around and left.

She was too lazy to talk nonsense with the other party about this kind of thing.

"Muciwan." The voice behind her stopped her and made her stop.

She looked back at him, "Why, you still want to reason with me?"

Elder Yuanmen gritted his teeth and said, "I know you are not convinced, but this time we are not as skilled as others."

Mu Ciwan looked at them contemptuously, "Aren't you very good?"

"You..." the Yuanmen elder was angry, and finally took a deep breath, "We Yuanmen lost, even if you want to give it, you shouldn't take it!"

Mu Ciwan laughed angrily at his words, he really didn't know how these people's brain circuits grew.

It was clear that they used things as bargaining chips to challenge her, and they even wanted to kill her everywhere. If it wasn't for her superior skills, they don't know what the end would be.

Now I lose but I don’t want to, I am willing to bet and admit defeat.

Over the years, there have been quite a few people who have challenged her, with an average of one person every two to three months, and most of them are Tianjiao of the sect, and they all take their magic weapons.

This is the first time the elder has been found.

Don't think that Mu Ciwan doesn't know what they are thinking.

"Why shouldn't I take it? You challenged me, and I won you. It shouldn't belong to me, so who should it belong to?" Mu Ciwan looked at him coldly, "You can't afford to lose? I won Can't you take it?"

The Yuanmen people choked suddenly, how could they forget this.

But after all, she is a demon, so it would be shameless to use the magic weapon of so many of them. If she became a demon cultivator, wouldn't they be helping the evildoers?

"I can give it, but you can't use this magic weapon to hurt others. If someone from my sect finds out that you use it to hurt others, we will take it back no matter what, even if it means betraying our trust."

The reputation of their Yuanmen is so great that they must not let the Yuanmen become the target of public criticism.

Besides, as long as Mu Ciwan agrees, they will always find a way to get this magic weapon back from Mu Ciwan's hands.

When Mu Ciwan heard the words, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

Watching her smile, the leader took a breath, faintly feeling that his thoughts had been seen through by the other party, but he tried his best to maintain the harmony on the surface.

But he didn't want Mu Ciwan to wave his hand, "Okay, anyway, I won, so it won't be too late for you to find ways to take the magic weapon back from my hand, and treat it as a gift from me to you Yuanmen."

She looked indifferent, causing everyone in Yuanmen to turn pale and white, but they couldn't find anything to refute her.

Mu Ciwan didn't look at them anymore, and he didn't want the magic weapon, he turned around and strode away, but within a few breaths, the people had disappeared.

There were not only people from the Yuan Sect, but also people from other sects. Seeing that Mu Ciwan and the people from the Linghe Sect had left, they hurried over to talk to the head of the Yuan Sect.

"Master Li."

As soon as the words fell, the head of Yuanmen glared at them. He felt that he had lost face, and now their scheme did not succeed, and he also lost face. Now he just wants to go back quickly.

"It's all a good idea from you guys, and Yuanmen is the one who got ahead this time."

He snorted coldly, as if he had forgotten the embarrassment just now.

The rest of the people also knew that the Yuanmen had suffered a loss and lost face, and they comforted each other: "Master Li, this is the contribution that your Yuanmen has made to the world of cultivating immortals. Terrifying, if you let her go on like this, it's fine. But if you do this, it will be hard for you."

This is the so-called art of language.

It was just a short sentence, which made the head of Yuanmen's expression ease a lot, and they strengthened their determination together: they didn't lose face, they were all for the realm of self-cultivation.