Zhou Haiyue didn't expect to meet Ning Xiyuan here.

Logically speaking, this girl who had offended all the major sects at the bell music meeting had no social value and should have been forgotten long ago.

but...

A beautiful face, a unique temperament, and extraordinary strength.

No matter which one it is, it is enough to make people unforgettable at first sight.

"Why are you here?" Zhou Haiyue walked over and looked down at Ning Xiyuan.

I felt a little bit of a desire to show off.

It was so rampant at the time that it attracted the attention of most people.

But what's the use?

She has been favored by the Star Palace!

This is the Star Palace!

One of the six major sects!

Even though he is an outer disciple, he is still respected and praised when he goes out.

Ning Xiyuan: "Picking grapes."

Answer casually.

The sour taste of grapes here prevails, so it's a bad review.

Not as delicious as the grapes from Yan Qi'an's yard.

Zhou Haiyue: "At that time, you rejected the invitation of Liuguang Zhuifeng Pavilion and trampled on the reputation of the six major sects. I thought you had some backers..."

"I have come to this city to pick grapes."

"Why...you don't like the six major sects, but you join Fengyin City instead?"

She looked Ning Xiyuan up and down, and while she was sarcastic, she still felt a little jealous in her heart.

When the talent that you are so proud of becomes mediocre in the upper spiritual world, beauty is still the best protective color.

She was glad that she was somewhat pretty.

But this kind of beauty makes people feel ashamed in front of the young girl.

Ning Xiyuan: "...I guess so."

She skinned the man in silence, and for some reason she thought of Yan Qian'an, while trying to please Zhou Haiyue in front of her.

Zhou Haiyue: “…”

It's like this again, so arrogant, it really makes people unhappy.

So, she emphasized, "I am in the Star Palace now."

"if you......"

"Shh!"

Before Zhou Haiyue could finish her words, the Sword of God-Slaying was already across her neck.

The air was filled with black mist and it was freezing cold.

It can freeze a person's blood almost instantly.

Fear and terror reached its peak. Zhou Haiyue stood there in a daze, his breathing slowing down.

She lowered her eyes, Ning Xiyuan smiled at her and said slowly: "You disturbed my grapes."

Like an annoying fly.

"You...you..." Zhou Haiyue's face turned pale and his voice became sharp.

How dare!

The people from their Xingchen Palace are right next door, how dare Ning Xiyuan fight with her.

Don't you want to die?

"My senior brother is Xiao Yi!"

"If you...if you dare to touch me, he will never forgive you!"

Zhou Haiyue tremblingly tried to send a message to everyone in the Star Palace in the room.

But it was at this moment that the originally quiet room outside the inn suddenly became noisy.

The sound of the sword being unsheathed was like ice.

"boom!"

A table passed through the small door and landed next to Ning Xiyuan and Zhou Haiyue.

Zhou Haiyue widened her eyes.

What happened over there?!

Ning Xiyuan sighed lightly, retracted the Sword of God-Slaying, turned around and walked into the house.

He never looked at Zhou Haiyue again.

Looking at Ning Xiyuan's departing back, Zhou Haiyue's legs went limp and she knelt on the ground.

The beating heart was filled with fear and could not calm down for a long time.

-

Inside the house, the situation was tense.

The disciples of Xingchen Palace and Liuyun Sect were facing each other across the corridor in the middle, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

"No one has ever dared to scold me!"

"I have to pull out his tongue today!"

Ruan Yinyin pressed a disciple of the Star Palace on the table and swung the soft sword around the man's neck.

Blood flowed.

Xiao Yi sneered and said, "You Liuyun Sect are really arrogant for maliciously slandering my Xingchen Palace disciples!"

"If you don't give us an explanation, this matter will never be let go!"

There is fierce competition within the six major sects, and none of the new generations of these sects are willing to back down even a little bit.

As Xiao Yi spoke, he looked at Ning Lingyue meaningfully.

Qin Ye is not here...

What does the Liuyun Sect have to fear?

Moreover, they have a lot of people. If they can find an excuse to defeat the disciples of Liuyun Sect, it will also bring honor to their Xingchen Palace!

Ning Lingyue's expression remained unchanged, and she said in a cold voice: "The right and wrong have not yet been determined, it is too early to draw a conclusion now."

Ruan Yinyin.

Looking at the arrogant and domineering girl in the pink dress, Ning Lingyue felt like her head was about to explode.

Apart from Qin Ye, who can control Ruan Yinyin?

Even if Ruan Yinyin was wrong at this moment, I'm afraid she would never apologize or give in.

Xiao Yi took a step forward, looking unfriendly: "If we are talking about right and wrong, why don't you let my Xingchen Palace disciple go first?!"

"It is a fact that she injured my junior brother with her soft sword."

Ning Lingyue: "Junior sister..."

Ruan Yinyin interrupted Ning Lingyue: "He said those bad words first, why should I let him go!"

"His tongue must remain!"

Who the hell is the Xingchen Palace? How dare they be so rampant?

Xiao Yi curled his lips, and a look of understanding flashed in his eyes.

Ruan Yinyin?

Everyone knows that Ruan Yinyin of Liuyun Sect is spoiled and unruly, and refuses to be disciplined.

That's good, he has to find a reason to do it.

"In that case, there is nothing to say." The spiritual energy around Xiao Yi quickly gathered, and the people from the Star Palace seemed to have been prepared for it.

No matter what the truth is.

Liuyun Sect will not be afraid of the challenge from Xingchen Palace.

The trial has not yet taken place, but a melee is about to begin.

"what happened?"

The lazy and loose sound is out of place in such a scene.

Ning Xiyuan walked in with grapes and asked casually.

He took the opportunity to sit on the chair closest to her and leaned back.

"clang!"

"Snapped!"

Twice.

Seeing Ning Xiyuan appear, Ruan Yinyin's soft sword fell to the ground in fright.

She quickly glanced at the male disciple she had pinned down on the table.

Looked around again.

He coughed twice lightly, then tiptoed to hide behind Ning Lingyue.

Although she is right!

but......

Ruan Yinyin looked at Ning Xiyuan's Sword of God-Slaying leaning casually on the table and swallowed.

Ning Lingyue: “…”

well.

The second person who could suppress Ruan Yinyin appeared.

Zhao Pu, who had been standing behind Xiao Yi, saw this scene and couldn't help but sneer.

Being so timid, what a shame.

Weren't you quite arrogant and domineering just now?

She's just a sixteen-year-old girl. What's there to be afraid of?

If you want to laugh, laugh in person.

Zhao Pu had already prepared some very sharp words, but before he opened his mouth, he saw Xiao Yi tripped over a chair, staggered backwards, and almost fell.

Then, he stepped hard on his foot.

Zhao Pu let out a short scream, then hurriedly held Xiao Yi's arm with a flattering expression.

but...

Why is your face so pale?

The not-so-small commotion here attracted a lot of attention, including Ning Xiyuan.

Xiao Yi choked up as he met those extremely familiar eyes.

My heart skipped a beat.

The fear from the bottom of his soul overwhelmed him.

He tried to stay calm and stood up straight, then he saw the girl giving him a familiar smile.

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