After rebirth, the little junior sister’s salty life

Another half month passed in the blink of an eye, and Qing Ning had stayed here for more than twenty days.

Since she met Gongsun Shang in the restaurant last time, she has never been there again.

In the past few days, Qing Ning has been shopping. There are all kinds of specialties from Haiyun City and things from the Shark Clan. You can buy them all.

Now that the Spirit Fighting Conference is getting closer, she is about to return to her sect.

After retreating from the small courtyard, she stood up and walked towards the outside of the city. She did not need to care about the final outcome of the Sharman and Human tribes.

Looking at the words "Haiyun City" behind her, Qing Ning smiled slightly and walked in the direction of the formation. When she came here, she chose to fly with a sword to appreciate this great river and mountains. When she returned, she planned to ride on the formation. It takes twenty spiritual stones to return to the Central Continent instantly.

"Using the formation once requires twenty spiritual stones."

"for you!"

Qing Ning took out twenty spirit stones and rode back to the formation of the Central Continent. She just felt the ground shaking for a while. When she came to her senses again, she had already stood on the land of the Central Continent.

Flying with her sword, she planned to return to the sect to see her master. After all, during this trip, she had not returned to Jiu Peak for a long time, and she had not seen her master for a long time!

Yu Jian flew for about half a day, and she finally saw the familiar Yamashita City.

Falling on the streets of Fangshi, she put away the Mingxin Sword and planned to eat a bowl of Madam Madam's hot noodles before going back.

"Ah, it's best to go back to the sect, it's the most comfortable here!"

The disciples passing by looked at her with strange eyes, as if they were communicating with each other about something.

When they arrived at Ma Da's noodle shop, the proprietress who was greeting other customers saw her and hesitated to speak.

He immediately walked towards her, took her arm, walked to a table in a corner, looked at the people around him, and then whispered to her.

"Girl, why did you just come back to the sect? You don't know that the news about you is spreading like wildfire."

"My news? My news is still spreading like wildfire."

Qing Ning was a little confused, what was going on? She didn't get into any trouble?

"It is now rumored that you are the daughter of the Mu family. Mrs. Mu went to Jiufeng a few days ago, but was turned away. Now everyone says that you are unfilial. You have the ability and the backing, but you don't care. parents."

Aunt Ma looked at the little girl in front of her with distress. This little girl had liked coming here to eat noodles since she was a child. She said she could feel at home when she ate. Now that the little girl was said so by others, she was also very angry.

"So that's what happened. Don't worry, Aunt Ma. Master will handle it. He won't see me being bullied. Okay, Aunt Ma. I'm hungry. Give me a bowl of something you cooked yourself." noodle."

"Okay, auntie will cook it for you now!"

Aunt Ma felt relieved when she heard the little girl's confident tone. The Jiujianxian was very capable and would never let her disciple be wronged.

After eating a bowl of noodles happily, she solved the problem of food and clothing. She flew back to the sect with her sword. Naturally, she would not let it go.

As soon as she entered the sect, she flew straight towards Jiu Peak. Sure enough, as soon as she entered Jiu Peak, she saw Songbo waiting there.

"Songbo, have you come to pick me up? I miss you so much!"

Song Bo looked at his little master with a loving look on his face. He was obviously so innocent and innocent, yet he wanted to be involved in the rights and wrongs of those people.

"The young master is back. The master is waiting for you in the main hall."

"Okay, I'll go now!"

After saying that, without waiting for Songbo, he flew towards the master's location.

Arriving at the door, Qing Ning jumped off the Mingxin Sword and took her into her Dantian.

I took out a small water mirror and looked at myself carefully to see if there was anything unsightly about me.

"Hey, what are you doing lingering at the door?"

Hearing the master's voice, Qing Ning put away the water mirror, quietly turned her head, saw the master, and immediately had a smile on her face.

"Hey, Master, long time no see, you are handsome again!"

"Haha, I haven't seen you for a long time. If you don't come back, I will almost forget that I have you as my disciple."

Although Sikong Jing's tone was filled with disgust, his eyes were filled with doting.

"Master, I'm back now!"

Qing Ning knew that Master would not be really angry with her, so she immediately ran to him and gave him a pat on the shoulder.

"Tell me, what happened to the Mu family?"

Hearing the master's question, Qing Ning stopped what she was doing and thought for a while.

Sikong Jing did not urge her. After being her master for more than ten years, how could he not understand her? She must have suffered a lot!

"I, ever since I can remember, I have been living in a dilapidated small courtyard with only a nanny to accompany me. I can't have enough to eat every day. My nanny has given me the best, but I still can't have enough to eat. . I was sick, and I missed my mother, but she didn’t come. The only one who stayed with me was my grandma! On my birthday, I wanted to be with my mother, but she was still the only one! I wore the clothes that my grandma had changed into smaller ones, but my sister There are endless clothes to wear. When I was five years old, every child in the Mu family had to go to family school. I was bullied every day. Among the people who bullied me, there was also my sister. I didn’t dare to say anything after being beaten. My mother-in-law just She hugged me and cried, saying it was her fault. Later, my grandma left, and I was the only one left there. Every time I got hurt, I found a corner and cried silently. Until the day I was six years old, I was diagnosed With my spiritual roots, I entered the sect and became Master’s disciple, and everything finally got better.”

The disciple's words did not mention her parents. He already knew what kind of life she would lead when her parents ignored her and others bullied her. After all, he had experienced it too.

"Does it hurt?"

"No pain!"

"Hate?"

“If you don’t hate, how can you create hatred without love?”

"Resent?"

"..."