There are countless geniuses in the world of cultivation, but only my junior sister Sha Diao

Shen Weixun, who was standing next to her, looked at her thoughtfully.

He roughly understood what his junior sister was thinking.

When Qu Yimian thought that her actions were unnoticed, Gu Xia moved her wrist slightly, and the spirit sword slid along her palm. The sword spirit turned into a shadow and cooperated with her. An invisible stream of water fell from the sky. She suddenly threw the man out from the bottom of the pit. The moment of head-on collision, it turned into a prison that locked her in from all directions.

A second before the cage closed, Shen Weixun leaped up and cut off the mustard seed bag from her waist with a sword.

"give me back!"

Qu Yimian was so angry that she wanted to reach out to grab it, but the next second her hand was cut through by the sharp sword energy, and her eyes suddenly turned red.

Xu Xingmu and Ye Suian immediately gathered around to watch.

Wow, it’s exactly the same vine cage that Gu Xia was imprisoned in before.

This is all thanks to Qu Yimian, she got the inspiration from here.

However, the water was transparent and the situation inside could be easily seen. Qu Yimian was shaking with panic, but she did not dare to reach out to touch the water around her that seemed gentle but was actually as sharp as a knife.

"Despicable! Give me back the mustard bag!" The girl's fair palms were stained with blood. She subconsciously wanted to find the elixir, but the mustard bag was taken away by Shen Weixun who was prepared in advance. She could only stare outside with hatred, trying to kill them with her eyes.

Shen Weixun ignored him and picked up the mustard seed bag with the tip of his sword and it fell into Gu Xia's arms.

He had seen Qu Yimian swallow a heavenly-grade elixir without blinking before, so of course he had been on guard against her.

One doesn't feel the pain unless the knife falls on oneself. Since she is digging out people's spirit bones and mermaid pearls, how can we not let her feel it ourselves?

Of course Gu Xia wouldn’t return it to her. Are you kidding? After returning the mustard seed bag to her, are you going to wait for her to take out the spiritual weapon to hit them?

"Junior sister, aren't you going to kill her?" Xu Xingmu didn't understand. He scratched his hair, with a question mark on his face.

Hearing this, Qu Yimian's heart tightened slightly: "Are you still not giving up?" Thinking of how Gu Xia and the others couldn't do anything to her before, she smiled: "Want to kill me? You don't have the qualifications?"

"Fuck you." Ye Sui'an was not polite. He looked at Qu Yimian who was so confident with cold eyes and curled his lips: "With your IQ, I feel annoyed just by listening to you."

He had just had a fight not long ago, and now seeing this face he wanted to throw a stack of talismans at her to send her to death, but unfortunately he couldn't do that.

He is still provoking me at this time. I don’t know how he has survived in the demon clan until now with such a brain?

The demons don't seem to be merciful.

Qu Yimian's face turned ugly after being confronted. She didn't expect that these disciples would be so malicious towards her.

Gu Xia just found it strange. She felt justified when attacking others, but she couldn't stand it when others scolded her.

She smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I won't kill you now."

Qu Yimian was stunned for a moment and looked at her suspiciously.

She didn't believe that Gu Xia would be so easy to talk to.

Sure enough, the next second, Gu Xia said nonchalantly: "Since my fourth senior brother is missing, let's wait here. If he doesn't show up, you stay in there for a day."

"When he comes out, we will settle our accounts. You can only wish yourself good luck during this period."

As soon as he finished speaking, ripples appeared around him, and the water turned into sword energy and attacked her, avoiding Qu Yimian's vitals, one after another.

The girl, who was very confident just now, suddenly turned pale.

Ye Sui'an raised his eyebrows and looked at Qu Yimian, who looked like he had seen a ghost. His mood inexplicably improved.

As expected, it was the junior sister who hit the nail on the head with just one word.

It doesn't matter if I can't kill her. Just lock her up in there and avoid her fatal spots, right?

Anyway, you are injured, so why do you care how you got injured?

How wonderful.

At this moment, the elder of the Lan'an tribe, who was still trapped in the golden bell, widened his eyes: "Then what should we do?" It won't be too late to let that female cultivator release them first before locking them up, right?

Gu Xia spread his hands and said, "There's nothing we can do. Let's just wait together."

Are you kidding? She has already captured the person. It is impossible for her to let him go now unless she sees with her own eyes that Fourth Senior Brother is fine.

There was coldness in Gu Xia's eyes and the corners of his lips were curved.

Besides, she never said from beginning to end that she would let Qu Yimian go.

*

Jiang Chaoxu, who disappeared out of thin air in front of everyone, was woken up by being slapped.

He had fallen into a semi-comatose state before, and could faintly hear the movements of his fellow brothers and sisters, but soon he completely lost consciousness as the blood in his body disappeared.

In the darkness, he could only hear a series of crisp slapping sounds, and then he woke up with a confused look on his face.

"Junior sister?" Jiang Chaoxu asked tentatively.

However, he felt something was wrong as soon as he opened his mouth. He touched his buzzing head, and the pain that had not yet dissipated lingered for a long time.

"???"

The wound on his abdomen was still painful. He reached out and touched it, and found that the bleeding had stopped. However, he was also dizzy at the moment, so he couldn't tell what day it was.

What about his fellow students?

What about his large group of fellow disciples???

At this moment, an elegant voice sounded, clearly reaching my ears: "Awake?"

"Who?"

To be honest, it's really scary when a strange voice suddenly appears in such a quiet atmosphere.

A series of ghost stories suddenly popped up in Jiang Chaoxu's mind, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Depend on.

His luck can't be that bad, right? Even ghosts won't let him go, right?

As if aware of his inner thoughts, the voice paused, as if organizing its words.

However, after a while, Jiang Chaoxu only felt the wind blowing past his ears.

"Snapped--"

Another crisp slap.

……

I waited for three days but it didn't snow and it was all rain. The sky is falling. Will we really be able to see snow this year? QAQ