Fantasy villain: The senior sister at the beginning was conquered by me

"Who attacked my Solemn Sword Sect!!!!" Zhong Liang stood in the air and roared angrily, the roar was loud.

He was scorched black all over, with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were red and furious.

He scanned all the nearby places he could see, but he didn't see the enemy.

Two old men flew from a distance, and they rushed towards this direction with a look of fear.

"Sword Master, are you alright?" Grand Elder Jiang She asked nervously.

He also saw the terrifying purple-gold lightning just now, it was extremely terrifying, if he was the one who was struck, he would probably die on the spot.

Second Elder Long Guoan also asked nervously, "Sword Master, are you injured?"

Zhong Liang took a deep breath, and there was a trace of entanglement in his eyes.

After a long time, he said in a deep voice, "It's nothing, you guys go back."

After saying that, he flew straight down, and began to tidy up the sword master's hall that had been destroyed by him.

The two elders were very puzzled when they heard the words, but the sword master said so, so they had no choice but to obey.

Zhong Liang was the only one left on top of his sword master peak.

Looking at the charred and flaming collapsed hall in front of him, Zhong Liang's chest felt tight.

"Old Liu, are you worth it?" He muttered to himself with a complicated expression.

Then he shook his head helplessly, and began to clean up the mess.

"Master!" A hurried shout came from a distance.

Zhong Liang looked back and saw that it was his apprentice Mu Le.

I saw him wearing a coarse sackcloth with a long sword on his back, running towards his master in a hurry.

"Master, is this because of Liu Yubing?" Mu Le looked at his master with an extremely complicated expression and asked.

Zhong Liang glanced at his mouth and said perfunctorily, "I don't know, maybe."

Mu Le's expression became more complicated when he heard that, this level of disaster could only be caused by Liu Yubing.

"Master, will you blame her?" Mu Le asked cautiously with a trace of nervousness on his face.

"I want it too."

"But you will definitely stop me, won't you?" Zhong Liang continued to clean up the mess, and said while cleaning up.

The meaning of the words is clear.

"No, no, I just don't want to, don't want to."

"I don't want anything." Zhong Liang turned his head playfully, and looked at his dull disciple again.

Mu Le's face flushed instantly, almost steaming.

He has a tall and straight figure, a sharp-edged face, sword eyebrows and star eyes, which can be described as imposing.

If there is one thing in common with Liu Niuzhi's current appearance, he will be recognized as a sword practicer at a glance.

The difference between the two is that Liu Niuzhi's face is more handsome now, while Mu Le's is more determined.

Moreover, Liu Niuzhi's expression had a trace of evil charm, while Mu Le was a little dull.

Mu Le didn't know how to answer, so he had to bow his hands slightly, and walked away as if fleeing.

He had an indescribable feeling for Liu Yubing. Since the first time he saw her, he was attracted by her bleak temperament, and later he learned of her various misfortunes.

Then Liu Yubing was ostracized and said to be the daughter of disaster.

At that time, he was very angry for Liu Yubing and wanted to help her, but...

Mu Le returned to his senses, with sadness and pain on his face, he hated himself for being cowardly and incompetent.

...............

"You first say whether you want to bet with me, and then I will tell you how I did it."

Liu Niu looked proudly at Liu Yubing in his arms.

"What bet, tell me." Liu Yubing didn't mind being held in Liu Niuzhi's arms at all, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Just bet on whether I can turn you into the most respectable person in the Solemn Sword Sect." Liu Niuzhi's lips curled slightly, staring at her beautiful eyes, wanting to see her reaction.

"what?"

A hint of puzzlement appeared in Liu Yubing's eyes, and he asked softly, "What do you mean?"

"Just to make you the supreme goddess of the entire Solemn Sword Sect, the suzerain has to give you a bit of a face." Liu Niuzhi explained with his own alternative understanding,

Liu Yubing narrowed her beautiful eyes when she heard the words, the light in them was as deep as autumn water, and she looked at Liu Niuzhi.

"Are you kidding me?" She felt that Liu Niuzhi was joking with him.

"It's not a joke, just say whether to bet or not."

"Gambling!" Liu Yubing's lips hooked slightly, forming a perfect arc.

Liu Niuzhi was a little dazed when she saw it. Her eyelashes are very long, and her eyes have eyeliner and bags under her eyes. She smiles very charmingly.

No powder is applied, but it is better than all powders.

Liu Niuzhi came back to his senses, glanced away, and said softly: "If I win, you have to agree to my three demands. If I lose, I promise you three demands. How about it?"

"Okay, it's a deal." Liu Yubing replied boldly, quite like a heroine.

Liu Niuzhi was secretly happy when he heard the words, this was the first step completed.

The next thing to do is to help her become the most respectable person in the Solemn Sword Sect.

Liu Niuzhi didn't think it was such a rare thing.

To create an idol goddess, the things to do are very simple. First of all, you need a good-looking skin, which Liu Yubing has definitely exceeded the standard.

The second is to set up a perfect character design for her, so that the entire Solemn Sword Sect can't refuse the character design from the sword master to the handyman.

Then there is constant hype and constant access to traffic.

These are the things it takes to create an idol goddess.

Elder Liu Hui listened to the conversation between Liu Niuzhi and Liu Yubing, with a shocked expression the whole time.

The point is that he felt an inexplicable confidence from Liu Niuzhi, as if he could really do it, which gave him a glimmer of hope.

But then he shook his head again, feeling that this matter was really too difficult, he didn't think Liu Niuzhi could do it, not even anyone else could do it.

After all, the title of Liu Yubing's Daughter of Misfortune has been circulated for so many years in the Zhuangyan Sword Sect and even some forces in Fangyuan, and it has long been deeply rooted.

In their eyes, Liu Yubing was a real daughter of disasters, and they even forcibly pinned the disasters that were not caused by Liu Yubing on her head.

Little did he know that Liu Yubing would only affect the area within a five-meter radius centered on himself.

This is what people say.

After a while, Elder Liu Hui brought the two back to his exclusive mountain, where only he and his disciples could live.

That is him and Liu Yubing.

Now there is one more Liu Niuzhi.

Liu Hui and Liu Niuzhi sat in the room, facing each other.

And Liu Yubing went back to his residence first, not disturbing their conversation.

"Little friend, I can see your determination."

"I can accept you as a disciple. I won't blame you if you leave in the future. You can leave at any time."

Liu Hui said seriously, a pair of old eyes looked at Liu Niuzhi with admiration and gratitude.

Liu Niuzhi smiled slightly when he heard the words, and hurriedly stood up, bowed and cupped his hands and said, "Disciple Chen Ping'an, pay homage to Master."

"You don't need to be polite to me, I just want to thank you, thank you for helping Yubing."

Elder Liu Hui hurriedly stood up, telling him not to do this.