It's okay, it's easy to overthrow the heroine's system

"Uncle, why are you crying?"

An Yang looked at her uncle in surprise. Although she didn't understand why he was crying, she still took out a towel from her space bag and wiped his tears.

"It's okay, uncle just thought of something."

An Huai quickly calmed down. He reached out and touched An Yang's head, then stood up and looked at Jiang Jingmo.

"Did you bring her here specially?"

Jiang Jingmo nodded, and when he lowered his eyes to look at An Yang, there was a hint of relief in his eyes.

"Thank you."

An Huai smiled at her. Although he didn't know why Jiang Jingmo knew that An Yang was his daughter, her actions were indeed worthy of his gratitude.

The clan leader and Ke Wu behind them also reacted, but they did not step forward to disturb them. They were also happy to see that An Huai had truly found his daughter.

"Awu, you said Ying'er should be able to rest in peace now, right?"

Ke Wu nodded. Seeing the scene in front of him, even a seven-foot-tall man couldn't help but have tears in his eyes.

"Most definitely."

.........

An Yang was taken away by An Huai, and Jiang Jingmo became idle. He kicked stones along the way towards his house, and then he met Bai Jinyue and Ke Siwu on the road.

The former was smiling brightly and kept talking to the latter, while the latter had a cold attitude and gave perfunctory responses.

At this moment, the stone kicked by Jiang Jingmo fell next to Ke Siwu's feet, and the two of them also discovered her.

Bai Jinyue looked a little embarrassed, and her smile was frozen on her face, but she always managed her facial expressions very well, and soon she smiled again.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang."

Jiang Jingmo ignored her and just looked at Ke Siwu.

"You want to practice swordplay?"

"…In no mood."

"Then why are you walking with the swordsman?"

Only then did Ke Siwu understand what Jiang Jingmo meant. The corners of her mouth curled up and she spoke casually.

"I posted it myself. I can't help it."

Jiang Jingmo nodded, his expression understanding.

At this moment, Bai Jinyue's face was like a color palette, alternating between blue and purple, and looked extremely ugly.

"Why do you say that to me, Brother Jiang?"

"I'm free, I want to say something, you can control me."

Jiang Jingmo rolled her eyes gorgeously and didn't want to pay attention to her. After saying that, she looked at Ke Siwu again.

"Come with me, let's climb a tree."

"…What a weird hobby."

"are you going?"

"…go."

Ke Siwu "helplessly" agreed and walked towards Jiang Jingmo, while Bai Jinyue, who was thrown aside, felt a surge of grievance in her heart.

"Jiang Jingmo!"

She looked at the two men's backs and suddenly shouted loudly. Jiang Jingmo turned around when he heard the voice, with no extra expression on his face.

"Why do you always go against me? I haven't done anything to you, have I? Ever since the last time I went to your Jiuxiao Sect, why have you been targeting me?"

Bai Jinyue stood in front of Jiang Jingmo and accused him at the top of her lungs, saying that almost every unpleasant thing that had happened over the past year was related to Jiang Jingmo.

"Also, you are from there too, right? Are you like me, both..."

"Friend Bai talks a lot."

Jiang Jingmo interrupted her mercilessly and even picked his ears impatiently.

"Yes, I admit that I was targeting you."

She nodded generously, as if admitting a small matter.

Ke Siwu's curious eyes moved between the two of them. She said nothing and just watched the show.

"you……"

Bai Jinyue seemed shocked by her blunt and shameless words. She pointed at her and was speechless for a moment.

"As for whether you are a nuisance to me or not, I think you should be clear about what you have done."

After Jiang Jingmo said this, she wanted to turn around and leave, but Bai Jinyue called her again.

"Jiang Jing..."

However, this time, Jiang Jingmo was not as good-tempered as before, and Jiang Chujian appeared directly in her hand.

As the Stepping Wind technique was performed, Jiang Jingmo appeared in front of Bai Jinyue in the next second, with the sword emitting a chill against the latter's neck.

"Are you really that annoying? Are you a dog-skin plaster?"

When Bai Jinyue felt the sharp edge of the sword, she couldn't help but hold her breath. Her face suddenly turned pale, but she still looked up at Jiang Jingmo stubbornly.

"Do you want to kill me here? I am a disciple of Lingyun Sect, and a direct disciple of Master Yuqian..."

"So what?"

Jiang Jingmo curled his lips and smiled, the hatred in his eyes almost bursting out. It was evening at this moment, the sky was already dark, and most of the members of the Ancient Yin Clan had returned to the house, and no one noticed this path at all.

Bai Jinyue was stunned when she looked at Jiang Jingmo. She didn't understand why Jiang Jingmo hated her so much...

Jiang Chujian's sword moved a little closer to her, and Bai Jinyue already felt the pain.

"Didn't you ask me to give you a reason? Then I'll give it to you."

"Yes, those things you did did not cause any harm to me, but you did them to me several times, and you should know that clearly."

"I didn't get hit because I was lucky, not because you didn't do it."

"understand?"

The coldness in Jiang Jingmo's eyes almost solidified. The moment Bai Jinyue saw her eyes, she instantly stopped thinking about anything and her body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

At this moment, she really felt that Jiang Jingmo wanted to kill her.

But when she came to her senses again, she saw Jiang Jingmo and Ke Siwu had walked away for a long way. She touched her neck with some fear, but found that there was no wound on it at all.

Bai Jinyue collapsed limply to the ground, looking dazedly at the direction the two people left.

"Just an illusion? You could have killed her."

Ke Siwu opened his mouth slowly, and his bloodshot eyes looked at Jiang Jingmo.

"You obviously hate her, don't you?"

Jiang Jingmo nodded. There was still a smile on her lips, but the coldness in her eyes was exactly the same as in the illusion.

"Killing people is not something I can do as I please. Just like she said, she is backed by Lingyun Sect, and my master is Master Yuqian."

"Why, are you afraid of these?"

Ke Siwu smiled.

"You don't look like you're afraid of this."

"What am I afraid of? If I kill her, the worst that can happen is death." Jiang Jingmo also smiled and turned to look at Ke Siwu.

"Then why did you..."

"If I kill her, what will happen to the Jiuxiao Sect? How will my brothers and sisters deal with it? What about my relatives?"

Ke Siwu swallowed what she was about to say. She had never thought about such a question.

"You have to understand that Lingyun Sect and Yuqian are strong enough to find out who killed Bai Jinyue. Once I'm caught, my sect, my brothers and sisters, and my family will all be accused of being a poor teacher."

Jiang Jingmo's voice paused, and a deep sadness emanated from her eyes.

"Even worse, they will wantonly retaliate against my family and friends. By then, it won't be as simple as just me dying."