After practicing the ruthless way, the little sister is too strong

Just as Simufeng expected, as soon as daybreak came, the misty forest turned into an animal paradise.

Magical beasts and spiritual beasts continued to pour in, running towards the center of the forest like crazy.

In addition, the number of human cultivators gradually increased.

It was obvious that they also came to steal the treasure.

At this moment, Xia Ling and Simu Feng...

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The boy looked about 17 or 18 years old, wearing a light green gown embroidered with ancient bamboo patterns. He had a handsome and elegant appearance, and a gentle temperament like jade.

You can tell at first glance that he is a well-educated person.

But at this moment, his expression was full of anxiety, and he asked the passerby in front of him politely.

"Excuse me, have you two Taoist friends seen a girl in green? She is sixteen years old, carrying a medicine bag on her back, and looks a bit like me. She is about this tall."

Xia Ling, a passerby, saw him gesturing in panic, thought carefully, and then pointed forward: "That young lady seems to be heading towards the inner center area."

"Thank you, young lady." Mu Chen showed gratitude and clasped his fists in thanks. "I am Mu Chen. If you two need elixirs in the future, you can come to the Mu family to find me. Now I have to go find my sister, so I'll take my leave first."

Xia Ling had no impression of this name, so she nodded without thinking, "Okay, go ahead."

Looking at the young man's hurried back, Simu Feng's eyes flashed with shrewdness, "Even the Shui Miao clan leader who has always been as timid as a mouse has come to join in the fun. It seems that the value of the treasure is much higher than I expected."

"Shui Miao Sect?" Xia Ling looked surprised.

You should know that the Shui Miao Sect is composed of a group of weak alchemy practitioners. Like auxiliary practitioners, they mainly devote themselves to helping others and have no ability to protect themselves.

Even if the young man just now was a direct disciple, it couldn't change the fact that he was an alchemy practitioner. This place was full of dangers, and now he had lost his companions, so I was afraid that the journey would not be smooth...

Simu Feng suddenly said, "Junior Sister, we have nothing to do anyway, how about we do some charity work?"

It was just a brief encounter, so Xia Ling didn't think any more about the young man. She asked curiously, "What good deed?"

Simu Feng narrowed his eyes and smiled harmlessly: "Of course, we will take the treasure from this world. This way, they won't have to fight to the death, and we can also profit from it. Isn't it a good thing to kill two birds with one stone?"

Is this a good deed?

Seeing that he spoke as if it were a matter of course, Xia Ling's mouth twitched slightly, "It counts, of course it counts... I'll listen to Second Senior Brother in everything."

"Very good." Si Mufeng was very satisfied with her answer. After leaving a message for her to follow, he used the Wind Spirit Technique to head towards the central area of ​​the inner circle.

Xia Ling followed closely behind.

The two were already in the inner area, so it didn't take long and they arrived quickly.

Different from the outside, the fog here is very thin, almost non-existent, but the spiritual energy is very rich.

But most of the area was littered with the corpses of human monks and beasts, messy and bloody.

It was obvious that a fight had taken place here before they arrived.

The fishy smell was so strong that it made people want to vomit. Xia Ling frowned and was about to speak when a familiar voice sounded.

"What a coincidence, it's you again."

Xia Ling turned sideways and looked to the right, and saw Wen Wan and her two senior brothers walking out from behind the tree.

Among the three, only Wen Wan was clean and spotless, while the other two had unstable breathing, were more or less injured, and looked quite embarrassed.

"Hehe, it seems that you two are not unwilling to come here, but you really look down on our Yin Miao Sect." Seeing that they were silent, Gu Qi's expression was a little gloomy.

"You are so stupid that you don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. You are only in the Qi training stage, but you dare to come to the central area for treasures. Aren't you afraid of dying here and being eaten by monsters?"

here we go again……

Talkative and neurotic.

The original owner had this kind of neurotic senior brother who loved to fantasize and make up stories alone, so he suffered.

How did he become the direct disciple?

Xia Ling looked confused and asked seriously, "Where we go is none of your business. Are we your parents? Do we have to obey you?"

How could the proud Gu Qi bear this? His face became even darker. "...You stinky girl, you're looking for death!"

As he spoke, he took out the magic jade flute.

"Big Brother!" Bai Yu, who was standing by, also realized what he was going to do and quickly tried to dissuade him, "Stop it, it won't be that serious."

Wen Wan saw him coming out, so she didn't want to watch the show anymore, and whispered, "Big Brother... you're still injured, don't do this..."

Gu Qi looked coldly, "Don't stop me."

Seeing that he had made up his mind, the two men stopped talking and remained silent.

Xia Ling knew about the pre-casting process of Yin Xiu's spell. He waited for a few seconds, and when he blew the first note, he knew what he was going to do.

Soul Eater, strong attack.

It can cause people to become mentally disordered, turning them into a psychopath at the mildest, or exploding and dying at the worst.

Tsk...it seems like giving too much face isn't such a good thing.

She had not originally intended to tear her face off like this, but this 'thing' was too stupid.

The smile in Xia Ling's eyes faded, and he took two steps closer to Si Mufeng, and said in a voice transmission: [Second Brother, seal your hearing, and leave the rest to me.]

The sound method of sound cultivation cannot be cracked by simply blocking one's hearing.

Even if the attacked person cannot hear it, as long as it is within a certain range, it will still have an attack effect on the soul.

[Okay.] Si Mufeng knew this, but he did not question her decision and simply blocked his hearing temporarily.

Seeing that he cooperated, Xia Ling felt better. He raised his hand and pasted a talisman on himself, and then pasted another on Simu Feng.

Then he took out his own DIY flute, put it to his lips and played according to the music score he remembered.

Although singing is her weakness, she is still quite good at playing musical instruments such as the piano, flute and guzheng.

Seeing Xia Ling take out the bamboo flute, Bai Yu was a little surprised, "She is also a music practitioner."

Wen Wan looked at the broken bamboo in her hand and lowered her head to hide the disdain in her eyes.

...It's really terribly poor.

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Gu Qi's flute sounds sharp and piercing, like the roar of a ghost, which makes people feel cold in their hearts.

However, the sound of the flute played by Xia Ling was exactly the opposite.

Like water and wind, melodious and graceful.

As the spiritual energy around her surged, the flute sound gradually took on substance and turned into a transparent barrier blocking her and Simu Feng.

It also blocked the sonic blades formed by the sounds of the Soul-Devouring Flute.

Under Gu Qi's incredulous gaze, the sound blades seemed to be controlled and turned around to attack him.

Before Gu Qi could block, the invisible sound blades pierced through his palms and chest.

The pain of backlash also spread in an instant.

"puff!"

Gu Qi spat out a large mouthful of blood, and the jade flute in his hand fell. He covered the wound on his chest and stared at Xia Ling viciously. His voice became colder, "Soul-Turning Song... Who are you? How could you know the unique sound method of our Yin Miao Sect?"

The Soul-Turning Song can only be mastered by music practitioners at the Foundation Establishment Stage or above, and she is clearly only at the Qi Training Stage... Is she hiding her cultivation level?

Bai Yu and Wen Wan were also shocked and said in unison, "How is this possible!"

"Unique? I remember you stole it from the Quyin Sect." Xia Ling put away the bamboo flute and raised his hand to pick his ears. "Can you please have some dignity?"

Bai Yu frowned and asked, "Are you disciples of Qu Yin Sect?"

The Quyin Sect was just a small sect and was destroyed long ago. What’s going on with them?

Xia Ling was not going to let others take the blame, so he started to imitate Gu Qi's crazy behavior, creating something out of nothing and fighting poison with poison. "I have no sect or school, and it all depends on talent, luck, and hard work. What? You disciples think you are not as good as me, so you are jealous and envious?"

"You!" Bai Yu was a little dissatisfied, but he couldn't say a swear word. After a long pause, he said, "You are a rude and disrespectful person."

"What the hell? Rude?" Xia Ling glanced at Gu Qi who was being asked about his well-being by Wen Wan, and spread his hands with an innocent look, "Then your senior brother wanted to kill someone just because he was told a few words. Shouldn't he die? Should he be called a damned person?"

Bai Yu wanted to refute, but Wen Wan got the better of him, looking indignant: "We have no ill intentions. It was you who was rude first. How can you be so unreasonable and start a fight? You should apologize to my senior brother!"

As soon as Simu Feng regained his hearing, he heard this stupid remark.

He took two steps forward and protected Xia Ling behind him, then half-raised his eyelids and glanced at Gu Qi and the other two. He showed no emotion and spoke calmly:

"How come your brains aren't working well at such a young age? How about going out together to read more books? If that doesn't work, taking some brain-boosting medicine might help. Maybe your IQ will improve when you're older."

After Wen Wan was reborn, she was pampered and doted on, and had never been treated like this by the opposite sex. Her face instantly turned red with shame and anger, and her eyes also turned red instantly, with tears dripping out without cost.

She raised her sleeves to wipe her tears, her voice choking with sobs, "…Why do you want to humiliate me like this, sir? I am just telling the truth, what's wrong with that? Don't go too far!"

It's really like pearls of all sizes falling on a jade plate, dripping so much that it makes people feel annoyed.

In Simufeng's eyes, people are not divided into men and women, but only into two types.

One is a normal person who can communicate, and the other is a disabled person like the one in front of us who cannot communicate.

He sighed and put on a helpless expression, "I'm sorry for hurting your pride, but I was just telling the truth, 'I meant no harm'."

"You!" Wen Wan was also blocked and didn't know how to refute. She bit her lip and looked aggrieved.

Somehow, she always felt that something was changing quietly, which made her feel a little uneasy.