I was killed by my relatives, and I am reborn to be ruthless.

After He Lian'er left, a junior sister next to her came up and said to the woman with a malicious smile: "Senior Sister Ran, He Lian'er actually accepted the same mission as you, doesn't that mean she has to team up with you?"

When Ran Die heard this, his expression became even colder.

She is a cool person and always likes to be alone.

However, the giant python in the Dark Valley was too tricky this time. Senior Sister Zhao found her a few days ago. She agreed because of the high mission points and extra rewards. She didn't expect that He Lian'er would take on the same mission with them.

If she had known this would happen, she would not have been willing to team up with someone with questionable character.

It is much better to be injured by prey than to be on guard against sneak attacks from teammates or trouble from stupid teammates.

But now that she has accepted the task, it is not her style to give up easily.

Ran Die ignored the words of the female disciple beside him, and walked out of the mission hall with a sullen face, holding a sword.

The next morning, just as the clouds in the eastern sky had just reflected a hint of red, and the morning dew still felt a little cold when it fell on her hands, Zhao Yun was standing in the open space outside the mountain gate waiting.

Several teammates showed up one after another. After they arrived, they walked towards Zhao Yun and greeted her with a smile.

These people are all aloof in character, but they have all come into contact with Zhao Yun and are all impressed by his helpful character. In addition, her cultivation is the highest among these people, and those who practice Taoism respect the strong the most, so they agreed to team up to go to the Dark Valley this time.

When almost everyone arrived, a dark-skinned man who was eight feet tall and had a strong build said, "We're almost all here, should we set off?"

Zhao Yun was the organizer and naturally the team leader of this mission. She looked at the person coming and frowned slightly and said, "Wait a little longer, there is still one person missing."

Everyone looked at each other, curious about who else would come.

At this time, Ran Die, who was standing at the very edge, flashed his eyes but said nothing.

After waiting for about a cup of tea, He Lian'er came out of the mountain gate in a red dress.

She immediately spotted Zhao Yun, who was wearing lavender clothes, in the crowd, waved at her, and shouted with a smile, "Senior Sister Zhao!"

Everyone turned around and looked over when they heard this.

When they heard the girl's voice, several male disciples in the team were a little excited at first, but after seeing the person's face clearly, their faces sank.

The burly man frowned and said to Zhao Yun, "Senior Sister Zhao, why is she here too?"

Zhao Yun said calmly: "She is also in the middle stage of foundation building, so she is qualified to take on this task."

The burly man continued with a gloomy face: "Senior Sister Zhao, we followed you to the Dark Valley because you asked us to do so. But why did you let us take such a bad person with you? In advance, why didn't you inform us?"

Another female disciple also spoke up in dissatisfaction: "Yes, Senior Sister Zhao, if I had known that I would go on a mission with her, I would have given up. At most, I would lose a few points, which is better than being betrayed by teammates in a critical moment."

But she had heard that this woman, in order to please the people of Wan Jing Sect, even ignored her own fellow brothers.

This kind of person is too dangerous as there is no guarantee that he will not stab you in the back.

Zhao Yun lowered her voice and said, "It's not my wish to let her go this time. It was the Sect Master who specifically told me to do so. I can't do anything about it. You all should keep quiet later."

The others were somewhat dissatisfied, but they had already accepted the mission and could not give up collectively. In addition, they heard that it was the order of the clan leader, and they knew that they could not change anything, so they could only shut their mouths in frustration.

At this time, He Lian'er was already jogging towards this side. Seeing that several people in the team had unhappy expressions, she immediately guessed that these people had prejudices against her.

But this didn't matter to her. They were all unimportant people. As long as the mission was completed and Senior Sister Zhao could disappear in the Dark Valley, she wouldn't care what other people thought.

"Senior Sister Zhao, didn't we say we would meet at noon? Why are you here so early?" He Lian'er asked with an innocent smile.

"Junior Sister Lian'er, I forgot to tell you that when we form a team for a mission, we usually meet up half an hour in advance so that we can adjust our schedule and plans in time."

"Then, am I late? I hope I am not holding everyone back? I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." He Lian'er asked with a guilty look on her face, her eyes scanning everyone present.

When her eyes fell on Ran Die's face, she was obviously stunned for a moment, then quickly looked away.

No wonder this person reacted so strongly yesterday, it turns out that she also participated in this operation.

He Lian'er pretended not to recognize Ran Die, acted as if she was guilty, and took out several bottles of pills from her arms and handed them out.

"My fellow brothers and sisters, this is a small gift from me. Consider it my compensation for being late. You must accept it."

The burly man saw that everyone else was standing still. He noticed that Zhao Yun's face looked a little ugly, so in order to avoid embarrassment, he was the first to take the bottle of medicine.

The moment he opened the medicine bottle, he was shocked: "This... These are actually three mid-level hemostatic pills!"

Yesterday he made a special trip to many pharmacies to ask, and found that even low-level hemostatic pills were sold out.

He Lian'er sent three mid-level pills at once, which were much more effective than the low-level ones on the market.

Although this thing is not very rare, it is still a hot-selling elixir that cultivators in the spiritual world are scrambling for.

He looked at He Lian'er with excitement and passion in his eyes: "Junior Sister He, are these all for me?"

"Of course. There will definitely be some dangers in our trip to the Dark Valley this time, so I prepared some for each of my senior sisters and brothers. These are all made by my parents, so you can use them without worry."

He Lian'er smiled with her eyebrows curved, looking very kind and harmless.

When the others heard that no one had any, they were all shocked.

An intermediate-level hemostatic pill would be sold for about five hundred intermediate-level spirit stones on the market. This girl gave three pills to each of them. There were six of them in total, so this was no small fortune.

Zhao Yun looked at the bottle of medicine handed to her and hesitated for a long time before taking it.

These are all pills made by my parents themselves.

In the past, he could have as much as he wanted, and his parents had never shortchanged him on elixirs. But after ten years, it felt so strange to receive the elixirs made by his parents again.

The burly man saw Senior Sister Zhao hesitate for a long time. He looked anxious and took the bottle of pills from He Lian'er's hand and stuffed it into her arms: "Senior Sister Zhao, Junior Sister He is right. This mission is dangerous. It is necessary to prepare more pills."

The others were already tempted when they heard that it was three hemostatic pills, but seeing that Zhao Yun, the team leader, did not take it, they did not dare to move.

Now that they saw Zhao Yun had also taken it, they all reached out to take the bottle of medicine.