The junior sister who wants to be a villain

In the back mountain of Tianjian Sect, the morning glow was rising, and the golden sunshine filled the entire valley. Lin Wanfeng was lying on the bed. Through the window, she looked far away at the sky dyed red by the morning glow, thinking a lot.

"You are a member of the Tianjian Sect in life, and you are a ghost of the Tianjian Sect in death." This sentence was deeply engraved in her heart like a brand from the moment she stepped into the Tianjian Sect. Now, Tianjian Sect is facing an unprecedented crisis, how can she stand by and watch?

The door was gently pushed open and Bai Zihua walked in. He saw that Lin Wanfeng had woken up, and a relieved smile appeared on his face: "Little junior sister, you are finally awake. How do you feel? Is your injury better?"

Lin Wanfeng struggled to sit up and nodded: "Thank you, senior brother, for your concern. I'm much better now." After saying that, she asked eagerly, "Senior brother, how is the situation outside now? Is Tianjian Sect already ready? Is it safe?”

Bai Zihua walked to the bed and sat down, sighing softly: "Junior sister, you don't have to worry too much. The Tianjian Sect is temporarily safe, but the crisis has not been completely resolved. Although the black-robed leader and the Demon Lord were repelled by the Junior Sister, they can still do it at any time. They may all come back.”

When Lin Wanfeng heard this, he clenched his fists and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes: "Then we must not sit still and wait for death! I want to go out to help my brothers and sisters and protect the Tianjian Sect together!"

Bai Zihua smiled slightly and patted Lin Wanfeng's shoulder gently: "Junior sister's fighting spirit is really admirable. However, the most important thing for you now is to recover from your injuries. Only when your body recovers can you better serve Tianjian. Zong contributes."

Lin Wanfeng nodded, knowing that Bai Zihua was right. But the worry and urgency in her heart could not be calmed. She wished she could recover from her injury immediately and fight side by side with her brothers and sisters.

In the days that followed, Lin Wanfeng recovered from her injuries. Her injuries gradually improved under the careful care of Bai Zihua and Mo Yun. Under the leadership of Leng Ruoshuang, the Tianjian Sect also strengthened its vigilance and training to prepare for emergencies.

In the afternoon of this day, Lin Wanfeng was practicing swordplay in the courtyard. Her figure is light and elegant, and her swordsmanship is agile and changeable. Every move and every move reveals her unique understanding and profound knowledge of swordsmanship.

Suddenly, there was a burst of rapid footsteps. Immediately afterwards, Mo Yun hurried in: "Little junior sister! Oh no! The black-robed leader has returned with a group of demon remnants!"

When Lin Wanfeng heard this, his expression suddenly changed. She waved the long sword in her hand, and a sword energy cut through the sky: "Just in time! I'll go meet them right now!" As she said that, she turned around and rushed out.

Seeing this, Mo Yun hurriedly grabbed her: "Little junior sister! Calm down! You are in good condition now, so you shouldn't move lightly. Besides, senior wife and senior brother have already rushed over, so we can just wait here for news."

Lin Wanfeng struggled to break away from Mo Yun, but Mo Yun held her tightly. She knew that Mo Yun was right, and rushing over now would not be of much help. Instead, she might become a burden to her senior brothers and sisters.

In desperation, she had to stop, but the worry and anxiety in her heart surged like a tide. She stood in the courtyard anxiously waiting for the news ahead, and every second was like suffering.

After a while, there were footsteps again. Lin Wanfeng looked up and saw Bai Zihua walking in with a solemn expression.

"Senior brother! How is the situation?" Lin Wanfeng asked eagerly.

Bai Zihua took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "The black-robed leader has brought many remnants of the demon clan here this time, and their strength is not weak. The master wife is fighting fiercely with them, but the opponent has a large number of people, and we are at a disadvantage. "

When Lin Wanfeng heard this, his heart sank. She knew that Tianjian Sect really encountered an unprecedented crisis this time. She clenched the long sword in her hand, and a trace of determination flashed in her eyes: "Brother, let me go! Even if I die, I will live and die with the Tianjian Sect!"

Bai Zihua looked at Lin Wanfeng's firm eyes and couldn't help but feel moved in his heart. He knew that although this little junior sister was usually quirky and fun-loving, she was braver and more determined than anyone else at critical moments.

But he still shook his head gently: "Little junior sister, I can understand your mood. But this is not child's play. Your current strength is not enough to cope with such a battle. You staying here is the greatest help to us. "

Lin Wanfeng wanted to say something else, but Bai Zihua stopped him with his eyes. She had no choice but to keep her mouth shut, but the anxiety and worry in her heart grew stronger.

In the following time, Lin Wanfeng waited anxiously for the news ahead like an ant on a hot pot. Every sound made her heart skip a beat, fearing she would hear some bad news.

Finally, after a long wait, a figure hurried in. It was Qing'er, Leng Ruoshuang's personal maid.

"Sister Qing'er! How is the situation?" Lin Wanfeng rushed forward and asked eagerly.

Qing'er took a few deep breaths before she regained her composure: "Miss, she... she was severely injured by the black-robed leader in order to protect everyone..."

"What?!" Lin Wanfeng and Mo Yun exclaimed at the same time.

Bai Zihua's face also changed greatly: "Where is Master's Wife now? Take me to see her quickly!"

Qing'er nodded, turned around and ran outside. Bai Zihua, Lin Wanfeng and Mo Yun followed closely, and they rushed all the way to Leng Ruoshuang's residence.

The room was filled with the strong aroma of medicine and blood. Leng Ruoshuang was lying on the bed, her face as pale as paper and her breath as thin as a thread. Seeing this scene, Lin Wanfeng felt a pain in his heart and almost burst into tears.

"Master Wife!" Bai Zihua rushed to the bedside and held Leng Ruoshuang's hand tightly, "How are you? Nothing can happen to you!"

Leng Ruoshuang opened her eyes slightly and saw Bai Zihua and others with a relieved smile on their faces: "You are here...I'm fine...don't worry..."

"Master Wife!" Lin Wanfeng also rushed over and his vision was blurred with tears, "You must hold on! Wanfeng will find the best doctor for you right now!"

Leng Ruoshuang shook her head slightly and said with difficulty: "No need... I know the extent of my injuries... I can't save myself..."

"No! It won't happen!" Lin Wanfeng shook his head desperately and tears rolled down like broken beads. "Sister-in-law, you are so powerful that nothing will happen to you! Wanfeng will find a way to save you now!"

As she said that, she was about to stand up and rush out, but was caught by Bai Zihua: "Little junior sister! Calm down! The junior sister is right, her injury is hopeless..."

Lin Wanfeng couldn't break free from Bai Zihua's hand and could only kneel down helplessly beside the bed and cry loudly: "Master's wife... don't abandon Wanfeng... Wanfeng hasn't honored you yet... How could you just be like this? He’s gone…”

Leng Ruoshuang felt unbearable when she saw Lin Wanfeng crying and crying. She stretched out her trembling hand and gently stroked Lin Wanfeng's hair. Her voice was weak but firm: "Wanfeng... you are a good boy... the future of Tianjian Sect depends on you... remember that you are born as a member of Tianjian Sect. Death is the ghost of Tianjian Sect... We must protect Tianjian Sect no matter what..."

"Master's wife..." Lin Wanfeng held Leng Ruoshuang's hand tightly and burst into tears, "Don't worry... Wanfeng will definitely remember your teachings... and will protect the Tianjian Sect to the death!"

Leng Ruoshuang smiled and slowly closed her eyes: "Good boy... I believe you can do it..."

After saying this, her hand dropped weakly and there was no movement again...

"Master's Wife——!" Lin Wanfeng let out a shrill cry and tears surged out like a bursting flood, "Don't leave! Don't leave Wanfeng behind——!"

However, no matter how much she called Leng Ruoshuang, she could no longer hear her...

The room suddenly fell into a dead silence. Only Lin Wanfeng's heart-wrenching cry echoed in the air...