Read the mind and eat the big melon! The melon field in the cultivation world is full of wild animal

The silver-white light continued to rush towards Tang Yan regardless of anything.

Cui Yishu and Wei Lianyi wanted to stop them again with worried eyes, but Tang Yan quickly spoke up.

"Don't worry, Senior Sisters. It has no ill will towards me."

After hearing this, the two men's worries disappeared and they stopped their hands and watched quietly.

The monks around who could hear Tang Yan's inner voice were shocked, and a look of disbelief flashed across their eyes.

The mysterious voice they just heard came from the male cultivator in red from the Wanjian Sect!

Xie Xiaorou's gaze fell on Tang Yan's face imperceptibly.

My heart is filled with deep gratitude towards Tang Yan.

If it weren't for this man, she would have been deceived by two dirty men, and perhaps she would have noticed the clues only after getting married.

The silver-white light rushed to Tang Yan excitedly and revealed its true face in front of everyone.

It was a rusty sword, and it looked like a discarded broken iron sword.

Tie Jian stood in front of Tang Yan, swaying left and right like a spoiled child.

Seeing that the new master he had chosen just looked at him without reaching out to catch him.

Xiu Jian became anxious, fearing that Tang Yan would not listen to the gossip without him, so he directly stuffed the hilt of his sword into Tang Yan's hand.

The sword was still trembling slightly, as if a child was scratching his ears and cheeks while talking anxiously.

It’s a pity that no one can understand the language of a sword.

In the distance, several monks stared at the iron sword, with a glimmer of greed in their eyes.

Several people thought to themselves, could such a spiritual sword be the great opportunity hidden here as said in the legend?

Thinking of this, the eyes of these monks became even more fiery.

They glanced at the disciples of the Wanjian Sect and felt extremely fearful.

But he could not resist the temptation of the great opportunity of the Rusty Sword and began to get restless.

Cui Yishu and Wei Lianyi looked at each other, tightly grasped their natal swords, and were on alert.

Gu Qingling and the others didn't even have time to watch the show, and they were secretly on guard.

The same is true for the Nangong family disciples led by Zhou Ming.

Before coming in, the head of the family repeatedly reminded him that Junior Brother Tang Yan from the Wanjian Sect had a huge debt of gratitude to the entire Nangong family.

He repeated it in their ears countless times like chanting a sutra, asking them to protect Junior Brother Tang Yan.

"..." Tang Yan looked at the iron sword that he had stuffed into his hand in silence.

When he saw the silver-white light, he thought it was a majestic spiritual sword, but...

Just about to speak.

A dozen monks in the distance suddenly stood up and attacked together, "Hand over the spiritual sword!"

The dozen or so people who launched the attack were all cultivators who were unable to hear Tang Yan's inner voice.

Those who could hear the inner voices all sat there motionless and watched the show.

First, they don't repair swords and have no interest in rusty swords.

Secondly, the sword had obviously been chosen for Tang Yan. Even if they snatched it and bound their souls to it, they might not be able to use it easily.

Thirdly, Tang Yan is the owner of that mysterious voice. This person must have mysterious power. It would be bad to offend him for a useless spiritual sword.

The eyes of the Wanjian Sect disciples and the Nangong Family were cold, and some of them drew their swords, and some of them took out their weapons.

He glared at the dozen or so monks who were causing trouble.

Cui Yishu stared at the enemy coldly, and did not forget to remind Tang Yan, "Junior brother, stand behind us."

There was frost in Wei Lianyi's eyes, and his tone seemed to contain ice chips.

"What? You want to rob me? Ha! Ask the sword in my hand first if it agrees!"

As she spoke, she swung her sword, and the cold and powerful sword energy was directed at the cultivator closest to them.

The man was horrified and quickly made hand gestures to meet Wei Lianyi's attack.

"Puff!" But in the end he was no match for the cold sword energy and was injured, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

The monks who launched the attack were all horrified.

The man who vomited blood had the same level of cultivation as Wei Lianyi.

The former ranks among the top in terms of talent and strength among the greedy monks.

Unexpectedly, he was hit by a sword energy from a female disciple of Wanjian Sect and vomited blood.

Everyone present was shocked and thought that the swordsman was indeed worthy of being called a madman.

With the Blood-vomiting Man as a waiting chicken, most of the other monks who wanted to steal the Rusty Sword backed off.

The mind that had been blinded by chance gradually became clearer.

A few people gritted their teeth and secretly compared the fighting power of both sides, but finally sat down reluctantly.

When the others saw that someone had given up, they became even more discouraged from planning any evil, and they also sat down.

The two male cultivators who first persuaded everyone to grab the sword together looked extremely ugly.

The two men's desire for the Rusty Sword had not diminished, but they could only suppress the thought temporarily.

From time to time, a gloomy dark light flashed in the two people's lowered eyes.

"Brother Yi, let's find another opportunity later. I can sense that the rusty sword is a great opportunity, and we must not let that kid from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect get it easily."

The black-clothed male cultivator had a gloomy look in his eyes and sent a telepathic message to the person next to him.

Monk Yi nodded, "Yes."

……

After the crisis was resolved, Tang Yan hurriedly put the rusty sword that had caused the trouble into the system space.

When that group of people attacked before, the rusty sword in his hand was ready to use.

If Tang Yan hadn't gripped the hilt tightly, the rusty sword would have slipped out of his hand and would have gone out to chop a few people to vent his anger.

If someone were really slashed by the rusty sword, the outcome would probably not be so easy.

Before the rusty sword was put into the system space, the sword body was still shaking violently, as if asking Tang Yan why he didn't give it a chance to kill people.

Sit down again.

Tang Yan breathed a sigh of relief and saw that the deserted hall was still shrouded in formation and could not be entered.

So he decided to finish eating Xie Xiaorou's melon first.

[Xie's parents actually knew about the affair between Xie Jun and Que Dong? They also support Xie Jun's ideas and actions?

He also covered for Que Dong and Xie Jun when they were doing that thing at the Xie family? !

Is she so receptive? Can she easily accept that her son is being held down by another man?】

The onlookers smacked their lips and sighed: This is too exciting!

Xie Xiaorou pursed her lips palely, and felt a rush of hot blood rushing to her brain, making her mind go blank.

It turns out... they knew and supported it!

Xie Xiaorou smiled bitterly in her heart, feeling desperate and sad.

She knew that her parents favored boys over girls and only liked Xie Jun, not her.

So she was doubly nice to Xie Jun and took good care of everything for him, only in return she could get a consolation-like smile from them.

Many times she even doubted whether she was their biological daughter.

If they were biological children, what parents would be as harsh and mean as them?

[However, the old couple in the Xie family have too much of a patriarchal mentality. They suck blood from Xie Xiaorou like a blood-sucking worm, and all the blood they suck is used to feed Xie Jun, their useless son.

I said that with Xie Jun's talent and bone age, it would be difficult for him to break through the foundation-building stage. It turns out that he was relying on Xie Xiaorou.

Eh? Wait, Xie Xiaorou isn't the biological daughter of Xie's parents? She's just an abandoned baby they picked up on the street!

Damn it! These two shameless people saw that Xie Xiaorou had great talent, so they wanted to take her home and raise her.

On the one hand, when Xie Xiaorou grows up a little, can she take care of Xie Jun for them?

On the one hand, find a lifelong bloodworm for Xie Jun?

Because Xie Xiaorou is talented and can go a long way, with Xie Xiaorou, Xie Jun will no longer have to worry about cultivation and advancement for the rest of his life?

I really have nothing to say. 】Tang Yan cursed.

Xie Xiaorou's eyes trembled slightly.

She had indeed wondered whether she was the daughter of the Xie family, but now she was caught off guard to find out that she was not.

Her whole body and even her soul felt much more relaxed.

That’s good. From now on, she won’t have to live under the shackles of the Xie family and Xie Jun.

In an instant, Xie Xiaorou, who had gained some insight, had a small breakthrough in her state of mind.

Her realm also loosened and there was a tendency for advancement, so she hurriedly suppressed the momentum of advancement.

I plan to find a safe place to advance after leaving the secret realm.

Xie Xiaorou glanced at Tang Yan and once again expressed her gratitude that he was her benefactor.