After rebirth, the little junior sister’s salty life

Qing Ning looked solemn and used her consciousness to explore Wei Ying'er's body. Her body had been hollowed out.

"Her body was lifeless."

Her words stunned Fang Yuanyuan. She just tapped the back of her neck lightly, not hard. How could this happen?

"Ning Ning, are you sure you read it correctly?"

At this moment, she, who usually trusted Qing Ning, couldn't help but suspect that she was wrong.

Qing Ning smiled helplessly, "How could I see it wrong? Her body has been severely damaged, her body has been hollowed out, and her death time is definitely not today."

"So her death has nothing to do with the blow just now?"

Fang Yuanyuan asked, although she didn't mind killing people, she didn't want to take a life just because of a martial arts competition.

"That seems to be the case at the moment, but where is her brother? Her brother should be by her side? And how did she sign up? This is too strange."

Looking at Wei Ying'er, who had a pale face, purple lips and closed eyes, she thought for a while that Yuanyuan would take part in the next competition.

"Yuanyuan, you can continue the competition. I will take her away first. There are so many people here, leaving her here is obviously not a wise choice. I will settle her first, and then come back after everything is taken care of."

Fang Yuanyuan nodded, she understood the importance of the matter.

Watching Qing Ning leave, she turned back and set her sights on the ring again.

Qing Ning hugged Wei Ying'er and left the ring. After thinking about it, she took her outside the city and first found a dilapidated house to place her here.

Looking at Wei Ying'er who had lost her life, she used her consciousness to check her body again. This time she was more specific, but this also shocked her eyes.

"This person has been dead for three or four days. Why is it that she is still alive and able to fight Yuanyuan? Moreover, there is nothing in her body. There are no poisons or spells placed on her body. After all, What's going on?"

To be honest, this was the first time Qing Ning had seen such a situation, which made her not know how to deal with it for a moment.

On the other side, Wei Yan, who couldn't find Wei Ying'er, had gone crazy. The demon was affected by Wei Yan's emotions in his body and attached great importance to this sister. He just went out to look for food. Why was his sister missing when he came back?

"Ying'er, Ying'er, where have you been? Ying'er?"

Wei Yan searched and persecuted everywhere. Evil gas appeared around him, and everything that came into contact with the gas was reduced to ashes.

He seemed to be crazy, with destructive gray energy all over his body, and ran out crazily, shouting Wei Ying'er's name as he ran.

On the ring, Ouyang Jingjing looked at her opponent, waving her fan indifferently, with disdain in her heart.

"I say, little lady, you should surrender quickly. I will take action soon, and my men will never show mercy. If I hurt your beautiful face, you won't have anywhere to cry."

Faced with such an arrogant man, Ouyang Jingjing secretly thought in her heart that she should teach him a lesson and let him know what it means that there are people outside the world and there is heaven outside the world?

"Really? I want to see how you are so ruthless and how you hurt my pretty face."

Jingjing's tone was full of sarcasm, which instantly angered the other party.

This young man, who is full of magic weapons, looks like a dandy young master from a wealthy family. Even if he is facing a person with low cultivation level, he may not be able to break through the magic weapons all over his body.

It's a pity that he was unlucky and met Ouyang Jingjing. Her cultivation level was not only high, but she also had many spiritual treasures in her body.

The dandy young master was instantly angered by Ouyang Jingjing, raised the folding fan in his hand, and threw it towards her.

Ouyang Jingjing smiled disdainfully, and pressed her fingers together slightly. A beautiful spiritual umbrella appeared in her hands. She gently opened the umbrella in front of her and easily blocked the opponent's attack. The folding fan that was flying at high speed hit the spiritual umbrella. Was bounced back.

The dandy young master saw that his folding fan was beaten back and fell in front of him. With a look of unwillingness, he threw out all the magic weapons he could attack.

Faced with the various treasures thrown by the opponent, Ouyang Jingjing did not fight back this time. Instead, she took back her spiritual umbrella and took out a small bag. This bag was a Qiankun bag made by Qing Ning, which could contain many magic weapons.

Open the bag and point the opening towards the treasures that are flying towards you. A strong inhalation comes out of the bag, sucking all the magic weapons that are flying towards you into the bag.

Ouyang Jingjing looked at the young master opposite with pride, raising her eyebrows slightly with a hint of provocation.

The dandy young master was dumbfounded when he saw this scene. He thought that with so many magic weapons on him, he would definitely win. I didn't expect that a little girl would suck all of it away.

Facing the other party's provocative eyes, the dandy young master finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Why are you like this? Return my magic weapon quickly. You are clearly trying to win without force."

Seeing the other party's eagerness to jump, Ouyang Jingjing finally felt better.

"Why should I return it to you? I collected it based on my ability. Otherwise, you would have the ability to snatch it back. Otherwise, the contents of this bag will belong to me."

Although I don't like these magic weapons, they are better than nothing.

The dandy young master opposite was almost furious. He clenched his fists as if losing his mind and attacked Ouyang Jingjing.

Facing the harmless attack, Ouyang Jingjing was not in the mood to continue playing with him, and she planned to fight quickly.

Summoning her spiritual sword, when the young master approached her, she hit him hard on the head with the hilt of the sword, knocking him out immediately.