The group's favorite junior sister returns to save the whole family of resentful villains

Taking advantage of the time when the demon team was howling and screaming, the eldest sister fled in embarrassment with staggering steps due to the shock to her worldview.

Obviously, escaping from a group of demons more powerful than her was something to be thankful for, but why did she feel so strange?

After this battle, the little-known senior sister who had no presence at the front line suddenly became famous.

Although the senior sister didn't really want it.

Many monks with weaker strength who were struggling to survive on the front lines secretly approached the eldest sister, wanting to use spirit stones to buy her Arrow Shit Formation Plate.

After hearing about this, Ji Qingzhou, who was far away in Wuliang Sect, clenched his fist and commented: "The long arrow is dipped in shit, whoever it pokes will die!"

Although the eldest sister was extremely resistant to refining the so-called arrow dung array, she still succumbed to life under the corrosion of the spirit stone.

For a while, the Arrow Shit Formation Plate was popular among the low-level monks on the front line, but it was soon stopped.

Because the demons also use the same method to retaliate against the human race. Come on, let’s hurt each other.

For the sake of everyone's dignity as monks, the two tribes, who had been fighting for thousands of years and disliked each other, reached a consensus for the first time.

Make this thing disappear from the battlefield!

Thinking of the strange black smoke floating in the explosion formation and the vomit of the three people outside the house, Shui Duchen closed his eyes.

After so many years, the junior sister is still the junior sister.

It’s just that the little sister had just entered the world of immortal cultivation at that time, and her strength was mediocre. If she wanted to make changes to the magic circle, she could only use delicious food to lure the silly beasts on the Spirit Beast Peak to help her make arrow droppings.

She is no longer the childish kid who only has one trick to play tricks on others.

But he is a mature adult who knows a lot of tricks.

"Really..."

Thinking of this, Shui Duchen not only did not think that his junior sister was too "vicious", but he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"over there!"

"It's Senior Brother Shui's yard!"

"what happens?"

Suddenly, a cry of surprise was heard from far outside the house.

It was the monks on Lingyao Peak who heard the noise and rushed over, and it seemed that there was more than one person.

Hearing the chaotic noises outside, Shui Duchen had an idea and took out the messaging crane from the secret compartment of the bookshelf, but did not release the crane immediately. Instead, he stood inside the house and waited quietly.

The sound outside the house came from far away and approached——

"Who are those three black guys?"

"Is there an enemy invasion?"

"No, the person who was bombed seems to be Song Yan! The son of the second elder of the Law Enforcement Hall!"

"Law Enforcement Hall?!"

"Why would Song Yan come to our Spiritual Medicine Peak in the middle of the night?"

"No matter what, save people first!"

"Brother Song, don't panic, I'm here to save you...yue!"

"What's that smell... Ugh!"

"This black smoke is poisonous! I can't use any strength! My spiritual power is also... Yue! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh—"

Although the monks who wanted to rescue Song Yan did not trigger the explosion formation, they were affected by the residual power (smell) of the black smoke. They all foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground to vomit. The scene suddenly became chaotic.

Some people wanted to save people, so they used their spiritual power to protect their noses and rushed into the black smoke.

However, they were horrified to find that even without using their noses, the black smoke would make their skin go weak and their spiritual energy would stagnate, making them unable to protect their noses and smell the sour, smelly, and spicy strange odor that went straight to the top of their heads.

So, this group of people fell down one after another, just like the Calabash Brothers saving their grandfather.

Seeing this tragic scene, the monks who originally wanted to lend a hand were so scared that they retreated one after another. Not to mention saving people, they didn't even dare to look at it, for fear that if they looked at the crowd for one more second, they would be covered in the thick black smoke.

Inside the house, Shui Duchen saw the scene behind the thick smoke through the gap in the window. Many sad things came to his mind, and he held back his laughter.

While everyone's attention was drawn to the group of vomiting monks, Shui Duchen released the flying crane in the chaos.

In the night, the flying crane turned into an inconspicuous black streak of light and disappeared into the sky.

……

The chaos continued for a while. Someone called out the elder of Lingyao Peak who was refining an elixir. He used the huge spiritual power of the Nascent Soul stage to suppress the formation. He waved his sleeves and swept away the suffering disciples in the formation and threw them aside.

The crowd standing nearby smelled the pickled odor on them, their faces changed instantly, and they all retreated several feet away.

The elder of Lingyao Peak used his spiritual skills again to roll the black smoke into the sky.

All the monks present had night vision, and they watched helplessly as a dark cloud appeared in the sky above Lingyao Peak.

"Give them treatment, I'll go inside and take a look."

The elder of Lingyao Peak ordered his reluctant disciples to treat the wounded, and then he turned into a stream of light and landed in front of Shui Duchen's bamboo building.

He did not rush in, but used his spiritual sense to explore the scene inside the house, but was blocked by the green light wrapped around the outer layer of the bamboo building. He could only ask: "Junior Brother Shui, are you in there?"

After a long time, when everyone was thinking that something was wrong and Shui Duchen had also been killed, the green light from the outer layer of the bamboo building dissipated, and the door was slammed open from the inside with a bang.

The elder of Lingyao Peak was so frightened that he almost thought it was a sneak attack by the enemy, and he already prepared the spiritual spell in his hands.

Fortunately, he saw clearly who the other person was, and quickly withdrew his hand and supported the other person.

"Junior Brother Shui! What happened?"

The person who broke the door open was none other than Shui Duchen, who had a pale face, blood at the corners of his lips, and looked like he was about to die.

"Elder Hong... cough cough..."

Shui Duchen coughed for a long time before he caught his breath. "I just woke up. I don't know what happened."

Elder Hong's name is Hong Tianzhong. He is the deputy leader of Lingyao Peak. Although he is only a fourth-rank alchemist, he has the cultivation level of the middle Nascent Soul stage.

He was a calculating person, and was more interested in power struggles than cultivation. However, since he was saved by the peak master Taoist Bai Wei in his early years, he had stayed obediently in Lingyao Peak over the years.

Taoist Bai Wei devoted himself to cultivation. He came out of seclusion only to refine pills and teach his disciples. He was always being asked for help from the front lines and rushed to fight the enemy, so he had no time to take care of things.

As a result, Elder Hong was put in charge of many miscellaneous matters within the peak. He was quite caring towards the disciples and managed Lingyao Peak in perfect order.

Seeing Shui Duchen so weak, Hong Tianzhong glanced sharply at the bandage faintly visible under his collar, then glanced at the three dark figures being treated, and his expression darkened.

"Since you don't know what happened, go inside and have a good rest."

Just as Hong Tianzhong was about to help Shui Duchen into the house, an angry voice came from the distance in the air -

"Shui Duchen! How dare you harm my son?!"

After receiving the news from his spy, Song's father drove a flying magic weapon to the scene. With a quick glance with his spiritual sense, he saw that his son's body was completely black, with unknown red and white debris on it, and he looked half-dead. He blamed all the faults on Shui Duchen.

He shouted, "How dare you sneak attack your fellow disciples in the sect? What do you think of the sect rules? You are so bold!"

In mid-air, before Song's father could finish his words, he saw a dark cloud floating ahead.

He didn't think much about it and flew directly into the clouds.

As a cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage, he was not afraid of ordinary thunderclouds at all...

Y——u——e——!

Father Song was still loudly rebuking Shui Duchen for harming his fellow disciples when he opened his mouth wide and took a big bite of the dark cloud. His serious face turned blue and purple in an instant, as if he had taken a big bite of something indescribable, and he made a heart-wrenching retching sound.

He waved his hands around, covered his mouth and nose with one hand, pinched his neck with the other, his body twitched violently, and he couldn't keep his footing on the flying magic weapon. He fell directly from the flying magic weapon, and fell headfirst into the bamboo forest like a head-over-heels onion!