Tan Xuan pretended to confirm again and stared at Yun Shuiyue's face for two seconds before shaking his head: "I've never seen it before."

Hearing this, Leng Bingran's eyebrows were instantly dyed with a hint of frost, and she stared deeply at Tan Xuan, whose eyes were slightly drowsy.

He seemed a little dissatisfied with his answer.

But he didn’t say anything more!

"I know who she is!"

At this time, the playful woman stared at Yun Shuiyue with excitement on her face and shouted in surprise.

She was very excited with a joyous expression, and her voice was high-pitched and loud again, making several people tremble in fright.

Then they all turned their attention to her, with a hint of curiosity in their eyes.

"who is she?"

Another female nun who had never spoken asked.

"She~, she is the casual cultivator who killed Junior Brother Hu." The woman's words were filled with excitement, and her eyes were as hot as a wolf looking at Yun Shuiyue.

She is the one who has been offered a reward by the Ming Sword Sect. As long as she can take her head, she will be rewarded with a thousand low-grade spiritual stones and a third-grade primary spiritual weapon.

After hearing this, the female cultivator stared at Yun Shuiyue with thoughtful eyes, but she didn't say much.

And remained silent!

As the granddaughter of the great elder of the Mingyue Sect, she has never been short of training resources, and she still looks down upon the rewards from the Mingjian Sect.

The most important thing is that she didn't see the depth of the other party, and her expressions were so indifferent when facing them.

Gives people the illusion of being in control of the overall situation.

The other party must be relying on him.

Her eyes fell on the many elixirs scattered on the ground beside Yun Shuiyue and the others.

With so many elixirs, their cultivation must have returned to its peak state.

And there was an unconscious man lying on the ground. Judging from his facial expression, he must have fallen into some kind of nightmare or fantasy.

The woman glanced at the sea of ​​flowers in front of her and took a few steps back without leaving a trace.

There was a hint of weirdness here, which made her feel a little uneasy.

There is no need to put yourself in unknown danger for that little reward!

Leng Bingran was a little surprised. No wonder she felt that this person looked familiar. It turned out that she had seen the painting with a reward.

Turning his eyes to look at the playful woman, he changed his mind slightly and said to several people: "Junior sisters and brothers, this person killed the disciples of our affiliated sect. Let us join hands to kill this person to avenge Junior Brother Hu and jointly defend the sect's reputation."

When the inner disciples of the Ming Sword Sect were killed by a casual cultivator with no background, this was undoubtedly a slap in their face.

And the fact that the murderer had not been killed for so long made the Mingjian Sect feel ashamed and made the other sects laugh.

A great sect, but even a casual cultivator can't win.

"Yes!"

The playful woman agreed immediately.

Tan Xuan hesitated for a moment and reluctantly agreed.

After all, he is a disciple of the Mingyue Sect's affiliated sect, and everything must be obeyed by Leng Bingran, the disciple of the Mingyue Sect's leader.

Although the woman was not willing to obey Leng Bingran's instructions.

But thinking that they are disciples of the same sect and are his junior sisters after all, they still have to give face, so they agreed to join forces.

Leng Bingran is not conceited. Why should he be stupidly singled out when he can fight in a group?

Several people looked at each other, nodded secretly, and tacitly operated their skills, preparing to attack at the same time.

Unexpectedly, before several people finished pinching the spells, their heads suddenly became dizzy, their consciousness blurred, and double images appeared in front of their eyes.

The woman was immediately shocked and shouted: "It's poisonous!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his head became heavier and heavier, his vision went dark, he lost consciousness, and fell straight backwards.

At the same time, several people fell unconscious and fell to the ground.

In fact, from the time they entered here, it only lasted a few words, and they didn't obliviously sniff the flowers like the two of them.

The onset of poison is slightly slower.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like