You think I have pure spiritual roots, why are you crying when I am invincible?

Wen Qing held the porcelain bottle in her hand and was about to open it for Yan Qinghui to use.

But Yan Qinghui reached out and took the porcelain bottle.

After glancing at it briefly, she took it into her arms and said, "I'll keep it. You and your junior brother should leave immediately."

Wen Qing didn't want this result.

With so many people here seeing Yan Qinghui like this, if he leaves like this, Yan Qinghui's reputation in Eastern China will be ruined.

What she wants is for Yan Qinghui to regain her appearance in public.

As long as Yan Qinghui's appearance is restored.

Even if there are some gossips, it will not make Yan Qinghui embarrassed to see others in the future.

Wen Qing quickly wanted to explain to Yan Qinghui that she should use Qinglong's blood in public.

But at this moment, Xie Jingfeng also came to their side.

Xie Jingfeng stared coldly at the people of the six major sects in the distance, and said in a deep voice: "Junior sister, take them two away first, and leave this place to me."

"Don't worry, senior brother, I will never spare those who bully you."

Looking at the tall figure standing in front of her, Yan Qinghui's past memories kept reappearing in her mind...

No matter then or now, these senior brothers have never changed towards her.

Although sometimes they quarrel with themselves.

But whenever she was bullied, they would always stand up for her.

Yan Qinghui knew that she had caused a lot of troubles in the past few years, and people from the six major sects had been grudges against her for a long time.

What happened today is the result of her reckless behavior over the years.

They finally had enough with her.

In order not to implicate the Lingjian Sect, Xie Jingfeng would not be implicated.

Yan Qinghui decided to take on all the mistakes she had made.

"Thank you, senior brother, you don't have to worry about my affairs. You can go." Yan Qinghui said coldly with a calm face.

Xie Jingfeng frowned slightly, glanced at Yan Qinghui and said, "Junior sister, now is not the time to be petty. Listen to me and take them back to the Spirit Sword Sect. Let me handle the situation here."

Yan Qinghui suddenly sneered and said, "You're here to deal with it? Senior brother, how much better do you think you are than me? There are so many of them, can you handle it?"

Xie Jingfeng's tall body stood proudly, and he said calmly: "Junior sister, don't worry, even if they swarm you, I can kill those who bully you."

"Really? What happens next? Then the senior brother is hacked to death by their swords?" Yan Qinghui said with disdain.

Xie Jingfeng said without any fear on his face: "What's the point of fearing death? Even if he dies, senior brother will kill him enough."

Yan Qinghui said calmly with an expressionless face: "I'm not worthy of you dying for me, senior brother."

"Even if you die, I won't accept your favor. I'll take care of my own affairs. It's none of your business here, so go away!"

"Junior sister, you...are you still saying such willful words at this time?"

While the two were talking, Di Yuanchang of the Holy Fire Sect not far away suddenly burst into laughter and interrupted their conversation.

"Hahaha, even when death is imminent, you still act like brother and sister are in love. Do you think you two can still escape?"

"No one of you two can leave today."

Xiaoyao Palace Ding Shen showed a vicious smile and said, "You don't understand this, Elder Di? How can they have such a deep brother-sister relationship?"

"In my opinion, there must be some kind of shady and shady relationship between the two of them!"

Xie Jingfeng's face turned cold, and two cold lights seemed to shoot out from his eyes as he stared at Ding Shen coldly and said: "If you dare to say a word of nonsense again, I will make it impossible for you to live or die!"

Ding Shen's heart trembled when he was stared at by Xie Jingfeng, and a chill came from the bottom of his heart.

But he took another look at the companions around him and became bolder again.

There are eight people here, all masters in the late Nascent Soul stage. Are they still afraid of the two of them?

What's more, if he was frightened by Xie Jingfeng's words, he would lose not only his own face, but also the entire Xiaoyao Palace.

Ding Shen smiled coldly and immediately retorted: "What? Are you angry? I'm sorry, it was my fault. I said the wrong thing."

"How could the majestic Master Xie of Divine Sword Peak fall in love with an ugly guy?"

"With your junior sister's dignified appearance, let alone you, Peak Master Xie, even if she carries my shoes, I still think she is an eyesore, hahahaha!"

The veins on Xie Jingfeng's forehead throbbed, and the sword in his hand made a "buzzing" sound.

Ding Shen immediately put himself on alert and prepared to fight.

Xie Jingfeng's long sword was dazzling with white light, and he was about to kill Ding Shengou with one strike.

Yan Qinghui suddenly stood in front of Xie Jingfeng and said: "Brother Xie, I told you that you don't have to worry about my affairs. I will kill this man with my own hands!"

"Junior sister! You..." Xie Jingfeng was quite dissatisfied with Yan Qinghui's actions, but what could he do?

You can't start a fight with Yan Qinghui without starting a fight with the enemy, right?

Xiao Yun understood clearly from the sidelines at this time.

There seems to be something going on outside this real dragon illusion, and several people on the opposite side want to deal with their master.

No wonder the master asked him to take Wen Qing back to the Spirit Sword Sect quickly.

Xiao Yun couldn't bear it when he heard the other party speaking so rudely.

He immediately stood up and pinched his nose with one hand, and flapped his other hand in front of his nose and said, "Who is there across the way? Please don't spray shit all over your mouth. It stinks."

The elders of various factions who were watching around heard Xiao Yun mocking Ding Shen and pretending to be decent, and couldn't help but smile.

Ding Shen suddenly felt his face dim and said angrily: "What did you say? Do you dare to say it again?"

Xiao Yun looked up at Ding Shen with disdain: "What? Your ears don't work well? I told you not to spit shit all over your mouth. This is very uncivilized."

Xiaoyao Palace Ding Shen responded angrily with a smile: "Okay! Okay! Okay..."

Ding Shen said three good words in a row, and then said: "I didn't want to argue with you two juniors, so I let you live."

"Since you are seeking death on your own, then I will help you and let's keep our lives here together."

As he spoke, Ding Shen prepared to step forward to take action, but found that no one else around him moved.

He hesitated for a moment, glanced at the sword in Xie Jingfeng's hand, suppressed the anger in his heart, and did not rush to take action.

Yan Qinghui's face sank, she turned to look at Xiao Yun and said, "You have nothing to do here. Take your senior sister and leave here immediately."

Xie Jingfeng also said the same: "Xiao Yun, listen to your master and leave here immediately."

Xiao Yun smiled slightly and said calmly: "Master, I can leave, but before that, Master please use the things that Senior Sister gave you."

"As long as you use that thing, senior sister and I will leave immediately."

Yan Qinghui frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "What is that?"

Xiao Yun smiled and said nothing, and said to Senior Sister Wen Qing: "Senior Sister, can you help Master use it?"

Wen Qing also recovered a lot of strength at this time.

He immediately came to Yan Qinghui and looked at her hopefully: "Master, please let my disciple help you."

Yan Qinghui was very puzzled. What on earth was it that she had to use immediately?

Although Yan Qinghui was a little reluctant, thinking that this might be Wen Qing's last filial piety to her, she had no choice but to nod and said, "Okay, move quickly."

With that said, Yan Qinghui took out the porcelain bottle from her arms and handed it to Wen Qing's hand.