After developing a villain heroine, they came after her

Chapter 167 Who is your sister?

That's right.

Not climbing, but flying.

Like a gust of wind, Chen An led Mu Sanniang and ran wildly on the stone stairs.

The noise caused by the two of them was not small, and the thumping footsteps immediately attracted the attention of everyone who lowered their heads to climb.

They raised their heads and saw the little boy running from behind. They were startled at first, and then their pupils suddenly dilated.

No, bro, are you serious?

Where did you come from, a pervert?

Especially when he noticed that there was a girl holding hands behind the boy, he couldn't hide the shock on his face.

This little boy looks to be less than ten years old at most, right?

This boy is so terrifying!

For a moment, everyone couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

But Chen An didn't even glance at them.

He just looked focused and pushed Mu Sanniang forward.

As they climbed higher and higher, the invisible resistance grew stronger and stronger, almost making people unable to breathe.

Chen An was okay and breathing smoothly.

But the girl he was holding behind him was almost in a coma at this time, her mind was obviously starting to become unclear, and her head was spinning.

If it weren't for Chen An's support, he might have been unable to withstand the huge pressure and fell to the ground.

Seeing that Mu Sanniang's condition was really bad, Chen An was forced to stop first.

He turned to look at the girl with a worried expression, "Sister, can you still hold on?"

Mu Sanniang pursed her lips and turned her head to look back.

After being led by Chen An for a while, the figures behind him were already far away, and only small dots could be seen one after another.

It was also the first time that she correctly realized how great the potential was in her adopted 'brother'.

No wonder, just by chance on the roadside, there are immortals who come to his door and want to accept him as their disciple.

The girl turned around, wanting to nod firmly and say it was okay.

But just as he was about to speak, he found that he could only move his lips but no sound came out.

Huge pressure came from all directions, oppressing every nerve in her body.

She suddenly thought again, was she too selfish?

If he hadn't been a dragster like himself, he would have climbed to the top long ago...

In Mu Sanniang's eyes, the brewing determination gradually dissipated, leaving only the confusion of not knowing what to do.

Seeing that she remained silent, Chen An also frowned.

"What's wrong, sister?"

When Mu Sanniang heard this, she bit her lip and shook her head very slightly.

Although there were no words, the meaning was clearly expressed.

She was determined not to delay her brother any longer.

The two hands that were always clasped began to pull away bit by bit.

It is the girl who takes the initiative to let go, just like she did at the first thousand steps.

Upon noticing her movements, Chen An's expression changed and his face darkened.

He pulled Mu Sanniang back with a backhand.

This time they were so close that the tips of their noses almost hit each other.

The girl turned her head away, refusing to look at him.

He just kept struggling to let go.

But how could Chen An do what she wished for?

He didn't bother to talk to her anymore, he just grabbed Mu Sanniang's hand and hugged her whole body.

This was also a rare strong move he had made with Sanniang for so long.

Suddenly falling into the warm embrace, the girl seemed to be stunned and stopped struggling. She just opened her eyes and looked at him blankly.

Then, Chen An took a deep breath, finally took steps again, and continued moving forward.

With this posture, the resistance he encountered naturally became greater and greater.

What's more, Chen An's own strength is not very strong. He is tired enough to hold Sanniang even if he is walking on flat ground.

Let alone on such a stone staircase.

But it would be absolutely unacceptable for him to leave Sanniang here like this.

At this moment, the boy showed amazing will.

He hugged the girl tightly in his arms and stepped onto the stone stairs.

But compared to when he was walking alone, every step he took now was like walking in a quagmire, which was extremely difficult.

Unknowingly, the surrounding scenery changed once again.

The clouds are vast, and there is a faint fairy sound floating in the depths.

In order to save energy as much as possible, Chen An said nothing and just carried Mu Sanniang forward alone.

There was no one else around him, only his heavy breathing could be heard from time to time.

He no longer remembers how many steps he walked, he just relied on his breath, stubbornly and slowly.

There was a wet feeling on his chest.

I don’t know if it’s sweat or what it is.

The girl in her arms also closed her eyes tightly, except for a little mist hanging from the corners of her eyes.

Chen An responded to her with practical actions.

He never thought about giving up.

It's not that I give up on seeking immortality, but that I won't give up on her.

Big beads of sweat gathered from the boy's forehead to his chin, and then slowly rolled down to the girl's mouth.

<divclass="contentadv"> She subconsciously stuck out her tongue and licked it.

It has a salty taste, a bit like kissing before going to bed every night.

Mu Sanniang's eyelashes, as slender as cicada wings, trembled slightly but did not open after all.

She was afraid that once she opened her eyes, she would no longer be able to control her surging emotions.

The boy's figure is still rising.

I don't know when, a fierce wind began to blow in the air.

The strong wind came and blew Chen An's hair away.

It also made his cheeks hurt.

He reacted quickly and immediately changed the position of the girl in his arms.

He thought that this way Mu Sanniang would not be blown by the strong wind.

……

……

About a hundred steps away from Chen An, a pavilion stood on the towering mountain peak.

In the pavilion, the sect deacon in charge of the enrollment was standing on tiptoe and looking down.

The man with the sword beside him had no celestial spirit at this moment. He was just holding on to his long beard, and his movements were almost the same as those of a deacon.

Both of their eyes were fixed on the little boy.

The man carrying the sword couldn't help but sigh, "Such a talent and such a kind heart are truly my thousand-year blessing from the Taixuan Sect!"

At this moment, the lonely little figure finally seemed to be unable to hold on, and was about to fall down as soon as he was exhausted.

The deacon's eyes widened immediately and he was ready to go down and fish the person out.

But before he could take action, he saw a series of sword rays taking action.

In the wind, the sect leader's chic laughter came.

"Don't panic, little one, I'm here!"

The next moment, the deacon felt a flash in front of his eyes. Before he could see anything clearly, he found that the sect master had already held one in one hand and placed it on the ground.

The boy was just exhausted, not unconscious. He blinked in confusion at first, then realized what he was doing, scratched his head and shouted "Thank you, Master Immortal."

Paired with that handsome appearance, it really makes people happy.

The sect leader Daoxuan Zhenren smiled and was obviously in a good mood.

He said: "Little baby, would you like to join me, Taixuan Sect, to seek immortality and find the great road?"

When Chen An heard it, he felt inexplicably familiar. He always felt that he had heard it somewhere.

Well, it seems that these sects all use this kind of rhetoric when recruiting disciples...

He nodded obediently, but then thought of something again and stepped forward to pick up the girl who was placed on the ground.

He looked at the girl's closed eyes, gently scratched the tip of her nose, and then turned around and said, "Thank you, Master Immortal, for your kindness, but I have a request, please grant it to Master Immortal."

Master Daoxuan was startled, but he was not angry at all, but his smile did not diminish.

His eyes fell on the girl held by the boy, and his thoughts moved slightly, but he did not say anything. He just asked: "What is your request? Have you thought about it clearly?"

Chen An blurted out without any hesitation.

"If the Immortal Master wants to accept me as his disciple, he must take my sister into his sect as well."

As soon as he finished speaking, before Master Daoxuan could speak, he saw the deacon on the side frowning.

"Nonsense!"

"By taking her up the mountain, you violated the assessment rules. How can you still threaten her?"

These words were extremely harsh.

Chen An's heart skipped a beat subconsciously. He quickly looked around and saw that the man with the sword was still smiling and his expression had not changed much.

But he didn't speak in a hurry, probably waiting for his answer.

So Chen An calmed down. This was indeed the scene he had expected to encounter.

But he couldn't think of any good way, so he had to bite the bullet and said: "If the immortal master refuses, I will go down the mountain immediately."

Hearing this, the deacon was stunned, as if he didn't expect this little boy to be so insistent.

At this time, Master Daoxuan spoke. He put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "It's not that I don't want to accept your sister as my disciple. It's just that her talent is too poor to enter my inner sect. Otherwise, I will treat the other three thousand disciples of Taixuan Sect." , how unfair is it?”

Master Daoxuan's words were not as harsh as the deacon's. Xiaozhi was moved by emotion and reason, and if he persisted, it seemed to be Chen An's fault.

Chen An gritted his teeth.

I thought that if you don't accept it, the worst I can do is to join the Great Heaven and Earth Yin-Yang Sect!

He raised his head and was about to speak.

Suddenly a hoarse female voice came from his arms.

"I'm not his sister."

Chen An was stunned and lowered his head to look.

Mu Sanniang opened her eyes at some point.

She pursed her lips, and what came out of her mouth were words that were extremely unfamiliar to Chen An.

"Who is your sister?"

Mu Sanniang turned her head, her voice was cold and her body trembled slightly.

"Stop being so sentimental."