The Harem Rescue Project

Lin Qianshuang shifted her gaze from the arena, and cast an unpredictable glance at Xiao Lanle who was gradually approaching her. The two of them haven't spoken a word since they sat at the table at breakfast. When the disciples of the Penglai Xianmen boarded the boat together, she could feel that Xiao Lanle avoided her approach intentionally or unintentionally, and kept a certain distance from her.

Apart from the fact that the two of them had to avoid suspicion, the series of incidents last night should have caused a little bit of conflict for Junior Sister Xiao and her.

Lin Qianshuang got on the railing and looked at the arena on the sparkling lake, feeling a little panicked for some reason. If that was the case, why did she come to find her.

Xiao Lanle squeezed between Lin Qianshuang and Xu Zheng, and leaned against the railing next to Lin Qianshuang, pushing Xu Zheng to the side.

Xu Zheng wanted to have a private conversation with Lin Qianshuang, but he was excluded with a face of inexplicability. The daughter of the head of the Penglai Immortal Sect, who is very likely to be the wife of the city lord in the future, also glared at him, threatening He put his hand on Lin Qianshuang's lower back, raised his eyebrows slightly like a cat whose territory had been taken over, and he didn't dare to move closer.

Chen Shangqing stood far away from Xiao Lanle, turned his eyes around them a few times, and said to Xu Zheng: "Shangying, let's go ahead."

Xu Zheng felt that being around those two women was a bit redundant, and felt that he couldn't get in the way. When Chen Shangqing called him, he hurriedly followed.

Lin Qianshuang didn't pay special attention to what was happening around her. She glanced at Xiao Lanle who was beside her, and then focused her attention on the competition stage in Jinshui Lake.

The competition in the arena has already begun.

The competition between Penglai Xianzong and Lingxiao Jianzong was evenly matched, the disciples were evenly matched, and it was up to each other to win or lose, until Liang Jingxuan appeared on the stage holding a strange pink sword amidst the ridicule of the disciples.

Just like the original plot, after a disciple of Lingxiao Sword Sect was defeated by Liang Jingxuan, the disciples who went to the competition stage again lost one by one.

Although Liang Jingxuan was holding the Zixiao Sword with no divine power, he was exceptionally brave. None of the disciples who confronted him were weak after receiving the sword, and were knocked down to the ground within a few strokes.

Lin Qianshuang felt contemptuous in her heart. He didn't use his real strength, but he must have used "King Qi", otherwise the group of disciples would not have behaved so badly.

"Senior Sister, you are staring at the Star Reaching Sword on the competition stage intently, do you want to get it?"

Wearing a spotless white dress, Xiao Lanle leaned against the railing of the boat, propped her chin with one hand, and stared at her unblinkingly with her crystal black eyes, as if she had been looking at her for a long time.

Lin Qianshuang's ears turned red, and she continued to look at the situation on the competition stage, and said, "The Star Reaching Sword is a superior sword, so I naturally want to get it."

"But Senior Brother Chen also lost to Senior Brother Liang."

Xiao Lanle watched as Chen Shangqing was pushed back from the audience with a sword by Liang Jingxuan on the competition stage, showing regret, and said to Lin Qianshuang, "Senior Sister, are you really sure that you can beat Senior Brother Liang?"

"Junior Brother Liang is the leader of our sect. I am naturally inferior to him, but no matter what the result is, I must try."

Lin Qianshuang spoke to Xiao Lanle in a humble manner, but she felt confident in her heart, and a primary spirit sword appeared in her hand.

Although she has the cultivation level of a devil baby, she should not show it too much. She also has a half-knowledge of the swordsmanship of the Penglai Xianmen sect, so she can only make do with it.

Now Liang Jingxuan on the competition stage proudly exuded his aura of kingship, and none of the disciples of Lingxiao Sword Sect and Penglai Xianmen on the painting boat stepped forward to challenge. If she didn't go up again, the Star Picking Sword would be Liang Jingxuan's.

Just as Lin Qianshuang was about to leave, someone pulled out the Elementary Spiritual Sword from her hand, and Xiao Lanle put the Suwen Sword, which radiated sapphire light, into her palm.

Xiao Lanle took Lin Qianshuang's hand, and said tenderly: "Senior sister, your low-level spirit sword is of poor quality, how can it be against Brother Liang's spirit sword, you use my sword for now."

Lin Qianshuang made a gesture with the Su Wen Sword. Xiao Lanle's Su Wen Sword was also a psychic high-grade spirit sword. Lightweight but cuts iron like mud.

"Junior Sister, thank you."

Lin Qianshuang thanked Xiao Lanle. She turned over and jumped out of the sword.

Liang Jingxuan stood upright on the ground holding the Zixiao Sword wrapped in a pink scabbard in a majestic manner. He looked at the disciples of Penglai Xianzong and Lingxiao Swordzong who were watching the competition on the painting boat. Ge Fan'er's full posture enjoys the admiration and praise of everyone.

Hmph, even you bunch of ignorant rats dare to compare with the master of this immortal.

Zixiao Sword Spirit regards himself as the Great Desolate Sword, and his status is extremely noble. Now he lives in the damaged sword body and loses his face. Seeing Liang Jingxuan fighting for it, he also proudly emits a golden and purple light.

Thinking that the Star Picking Sword will soon be used as fertilizer for its sword casting, and the main body will soon recover, and the Zixiao Sword will shine even brighter.

A familiar magical energy overflowed into the perception range of Zixiao Sword Spirit.

A beautiful and refined woman held a murderous sword and landed steadily in front of Liang Jingxuan.

Lin Qianshuang fluttered lightly like a butterfly's wings, her blue hair was as thick as ink, and as the sword energy melted away, an imperceptible blue glow appeared in her bright eyes, and the sword in her hand stretched to one side, towards Liang Jingxuan The corners of his lips raised a charming arc, and he said tenderly: "Junior Brother Liang, I will come to fight, if you are ready, we will begin."

"Senior Sister, of course I am ready, we will start if you say so."

An obsessed expression appeared on Liang Jingxuan's face. The sword in his hand subconsciously wanted to pick it up, but was pressed down by the sudden weight. The spine at his waist made a rattling sound. He immediately supported his waist, but the muscles in his waist and abdomen were still strained.

He secretly scolded himself for losing face in front of his sweetheart, looking at Lin Qianshuang with burning eyes, boldly and blatantly sizing up and down her slim, undulating and exquisite body, there are already many bad images in his mind.

The more Liang Jingxuan watched, the more excited he became, he even forgot to let go of his kingly aura, thinking that his senior sister would challenge him, how could he be willing to hurt her, why not tease her first, and then take her off the competition stage.

How could this yellow-haired girl appear here, still wearing Renxiu's disciple uniform.

Zixiao Sword Spirit smelled the familiar demon energy, and immediately said badly in his heart, it was the demon cultivator who set him up again, and when it came to the world, it caused its master to be ridiculed and humiliated. The rhetoric of the ground drop is all false, and even if its scabbard is used by a nun, it will despise the gaudy color and weird ridiculous pattern.

Maybe this girl is preventing it from getting the Star Picking Sword.

But Lin Qianshuang was the former owner of the scabbard, and the Zixiao sword must not reveal the name and identity of the original owner, which violates its sword virtue.

Zixiaojian suddenly became a little manic, and the sword trembled loudly.

Liang Jingxuan and Zi Xiaojian are connected with each other, and they can understand what it wants to express.

"Senior, you told me to beware of Senior Sister Lin?"

Liang Jingxuan said with a bit of amused disdain, "She's just a woman who wants to be cherished and loved. There's nothing to be afraid of with the cultivation of the foundation. If I use the spirit of the king, wouldn't it appear that I'm a coward?"

"Brother, let's start."

A icy sharp edge passed over Liang Jingxuan's neck, he turned his head reflexively, and a strand of hair drooping from his temples was neatly cut off.

Lin Qianshuang's Floating Sword Art was performed with great proficiency, and she mercilessly attacked Liang Jingxuan's flawed moves with the most severe moves.

Liang Jingxuan struggled to hold the heavy Zixiao sword and dodged it with difficulty. Once he almost moved too much and was crushed by the weight of the scabbard. Hurt Lin Qianshuang.

Lin Qianshuang watched Liang Jingxuan slash with brute force four beats later in her eyes, her steps changed, her figure flashed, and she flashed behind Liang Jingxuan, she kicked his back forcefully, Liang Jingxuan Suddenly he became unsteady, and fell down with the overweight Zixiao sword in both hands, and fell to the ground like a dog gnawing mud.

The Zixiao sword hit his crotch directly, and cut a hole. Under the eyes of everyone, his pants were cut by the sword wind from nowhere, and they were broken into several pieces of cloth, and his lower body was empty.

Immediately, there was loud laughter from the painting boat full of disciples from the two sects.

"I'm not mistaken, senior brother Liang is... an eunuch?"

"Then how did he defile that girl from the Chen family under the marriage tree?"

"Maybe it's the girl from the Chen family who wants to take the overlord's hook, but senior brother Liang can't. Hahahahaha."

Chen Shangyun listened annoyed to the ridicule of the people around her on the boat, and couldn't help cursing: "Why are you laughing, I don't know that the young master of the Liang family is such a person who has already left the palace. I was cheated, I was cheated! Otherwise, if I knew, how could I marry an eunuch."

Chen Shangqing saw that Chen Shangyun was about to slap the smiling Zhenghuan junior sister next to her, held her hand, and said, "Shangyun, this marriage contract can be voided, why should you get so angry, if you lose it again If the face is passed to the Patriarch's ears, what will the old man think?"

Chen Shangyun flung herself into Chen Shangqing's arms and cried with grievance: "Brother, you want to be the master for my little sister. Nothing happened under the marriage tree. I also said that Liang Jingxuan is a dragon and a phoenix among people, and he is an honest gentleman. I admire him. I didn't expect him to be a crippled cripple, he didn't do anything to me, otherwise, big brother, you can test Yun'er's blood with the chastity stone, Yun'er and him are innocent."

Chen Shangyun was clamoring at Xiao Shen's yesterday for the dissolution of the marriage contract between Xiao Lanle and Liang Jingxuan, and kept saying that it was not Senior Liang who would not marry in this life, but now she clamored that she was cheated.

Everyone looked at Chen Shangyun's back-and-forth, and looked sympathetically at Liang Jingxuan, who had been divorced twice in the competition stage and was exposed as disabled in public. He had humiliated the Liang family like this, and The face of Xiao Shen, head of the Penglai Immortal Sect, is also dull, and the days to come are likely to be miserable.

Liang Jingxuan fell to the ground and stood up with the Zixiao sword in his hands, but he didn't realize what happened until he heard the discussions on the boat and his torn clothes.

His eyes looked coldly at Chen Shangqing who was comforting Chen Shangyun.

When he fell, he clearly felt a sword aura coming from behind him.

Senior Sister Lin only has the cultivation of foundation building, how can she display such a pure sword energy just right.

Chen Shangqing!He must have done it again!

This rubbish dares to turn it over three times and four times to insult him, idiot.

"Junior Brother, are you okay? Did I hit too hard? Are you okay?"

The woman squatting in front of him looked at him worriedly, her clear face seemed to be slightly distressed because of him.

Senior sister Lin is still so gentle, always comforting him and warming him when he is upset.

Liang Jingxuan touched Lin Qianshuang's hand and stood up from the ground. He looked at her affectionately and said, "Qianshuang, even so... you don't like her, you dislike me?"

"Junior brother, don't be too sad..."

Lin Qianshuang tried her best to hold back her laughter, but tears still came out of her eyes, she tried to keep her tone as low as possible and said flatly.

Liang Jingxuan looked at Lin Qianshuang with tears in his eyes, and seemed to feel a little bit about his situation. His heart moved, and he stepped forward to hug her tightly, "Senior Sister, if you want the Star Reaching Sword, I can give it to you." , don't be sad, I won't let you marry Chen Shangying, I know, you are still sad about this matter."