Quick Travel: Redeeming the yandere villain Little Poor

Ji Yan couldn't help but feel annoyed. If she had known earlier that her senior brother would secretly help her, she would have discussed it with him in advance, but Ji Yan didn't feel that she would not have been able to do this without Shen Weichu.

She didn't discuss it with her senior brother in advance because she didn't want to harm her senior brother if the plan failed, but in the end she still harmed him.

Xie Lanchuan told her to go back and not to think too hard about going to the Discipline Pavilion.

Ji Yan knows that the master's reminder is for her own good. The senior brother is now suffering in the Discipline Pavilion for her, and his original intention is also for her good. If she goes there, if she acts impulsively, his suffering may be in vain.

She returned to the disciple's room and lay on the couch, unable to fall asleep.

She wanted her senior brother to treat her better and trust her more. She was no longer the squeamish young lady from the Prime Minister's Office in the past. Now that she had gone through physical training and spent three years in seclusion to form a golden elixir, she was no longer what she was before. , even if the matter is exposed and punished, she will not be able to survive it.

After over and over again, Ji Yan still couldn't let her senior brother suffer for her.

She got up and lay down, put on her outer robe, held the Wuyun Sword in her hand, and walked into the night to the Discipline Pavilion.

The Discipline Pavilion becomes even more majestic after dark, with formations all around, making it difficult for even the Immortal Sect disciples to break in. With the Demon King imprisoned, the formations in the Discipline Pavilion are a hundred times more powerful than usual.

When the disciple guarding the gate saw the sword cultivator coming with his sword, he frowned and said, "Fairy, please come back. The Discipline Pavilion is now strictly forbidden. No one is allowed to enter without permission from the master and the elders."

Ji Yan said: "May I ask this senior brother, is Sword Sect Shen Weichu here?"

"Yes." The gatekeeper nodded and asked, "Are you his junior sister?"

"Yes." Ji Yan didn't intend to be forceful, she just wanted to ask clearly about the situation first, "Does the Immortal Lord know where my senior brother is in the Discipline Pavilion now and what kind of punishment he has received?"

The disciples guarding the gate also have a sense of awe for Lord Shen of the Sword Sect, not to mention that the elders also warned that the intention of Lord Shen being punished this time was not to make him suffer, but to allow him to reflect on himself and temper his character.

Therefore, he felt that this was not something unspeakable.

Shen Xianjun's junior sister came all the way, and she was also concerned but confused. He couldn't bear it in his heart, so he answered her truthfully: "Shen Xianjun received a rod punishment today. I don't know the exact amount, but the injuries are to the extent that the skin and flesh are bruised. Now. Lord Shen Xian is also in the dungeon."

Putting Shen Weichu in the dungeon was also motivated by the selfishness of the leader and elders.

The Demon King's strength is unfathomable, and their process of discovering him and imprisoning him was too smooth. They reasonably suspected that the Demon King had a backup plan, and now cooperating with them to be imprisoned seemed like a part of the Demon King's game.

Shen Weichu is now a monk in the transformation stage. Putting him in the dungeon will not only punish him for his selfishness, but also allow him to monitor the devil in the dungeon.

Ji Yan also guessed some clues about the relationship.

She brought a jar of ointment with her when she came, but now she has no other ideas. She just hopes that her senior brother's injury can be treated with medicine in time.

She didn't plan to go in, so as not to hurt her senior brother again, she just wanted to ask him to bring the ointment to Shen Weichu.

However, when Ji Yan just pinched the ointment in her sleeve, the dark night was illuminated, and for a moment it was as bright as day. Then on the sky, something broke inch by inch, and the entire fairy mountain bloomed with a luster like fireworks. .

In an instant, the heaven and earth were all gorgeous.

The face of the gatekeeper disciple immediately changed: "No! The mountain-protecting formation has been broken!"

Ji Yan was stunned for a moment. The girl's soft face was illuminated by the light from the sky. The five senses of the golden elixir monk were different from ordinary people. She felt the dark evil energy coming from all directions.

The gatekeeper disciple looked at her again and said: "Fairy, please go back. These intruding demons should be here for the Demon King. There may be a big battle in the Discipline Pavilion. Fairy is still young and should not be involved."

Ji Yan frowned, her pair of dark and round almond eyes sparkling. She bent her fingertips to push the ointment back, then clenched the Wuyun Sword again, and said side by side: "Immortal Lord, don't underestimate it. I, the Immortal Sect is in trouble now, how can I be a deserter? I will work with the Immortal Lord to defend against the enemy."

The other party smiled softly: "Okay! As expected of a disciple of the Sword Sect!"

The mountain-protecting formation was broken, and demonic energy swept in from all directions, with a very clear purpose, all heading towards the Discipline Pavilion.

The disciples with her have also sent out signals for help and are just waiting for support.

In fact, there was no need for him to call for reinforcements. The huge noise of the mountain guarding formation being broken had already alarmed almost all the disciples.

The first time Ji Yan saw the devil, it was different from what she imagined. Unlike the uniform plain clothes of the disciples of the immortal sect, the devil's clothes were not uniform, mostly bright colors, and the fabrics were thinner.

The faces of the demons are also different. Some have a very beautiful face, and they are as male and female as the demon king. Some are ugly in all kinds of ways, with their faces covered with feathers, their necks with scales, and they breathe with their gills.

Most demons have no heart and only harm people.

Ji Yan held the Wuyun Sword tightly. She used to learn swordsmanship from her master and only learned a single move. Later, she practiced swordplay with her senior brother. Although his senior brother could fight with her, he did not use his full strength. Therefore, she has so far They have never really used the sword skills they learned to fight against anyone.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the Wuyun Sword quietly. The sword she made seemed to have some kind of resonance with her, and the dull sword body actually had a faint luster.

Senior brother has said that sword cultivators and swords are one and the same. The so-called integration of human and sword is nothing more than this. Only when cultivators and swords are connected can ordinary swordsmanship be used to produce astonishing effects.

She calmed down, no longer thought about it, and faced him directly with the Wuyun Sword in hand.

The hem of the skirt blooms like a white lotus, and the Black Meteor Sword is light, so the attack is fast and swift. There are only a few afterimages after the move. Against some low-level demons, it is as smooth as chopping vegetables.

At this time, a coquettish demon seemed to have discovered this beautiful and delicate-looking little swordsman. A smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he came to Ji Yan in a flash, and gently pinched it with two thin white fingers. Got the Wuyun Sword.

Ji Yan was stunned for a moment and was about to withdraw the sword, but was in a dilemma.

The devil smiled and said frivolously: "Sister, why don't you come with me? What's the good of staying in this fairy gate? You are so beautiful, why not go back and be my wife, and you don't have to be bound by the rules of this fairy gate."

Ji Yan frowned and ignored it, knowing that the devil in front of her had a lot of background.

She recalled the original work, a demon with a coquettish appearance and frivolous temperament...

"Feng Zhang?" she blurted out.

Feng Zhang narrowed his eyes in surprise: "You actually know me? That's easy to handle."

"Why don't you just come with me, sister? I'm in a good mood today, and I don't want to hurt you."

Ji Yan tried to pull out the Black Meteor Sword again, but Feng Zhang's hands were like pliers and could not be pulled out. The Black Meteor Sword was originally full of fighting spirit, but now it has died down.

At this moment, Ji Yan looked at Feng Zhang's charming eyes and couldn't help but said angrily: "You are just a horse, but you still want to marry me!"