The crazy junior sister Yin turned into a dog, and the sky was full of gods and Buddhas and took a d

Ming Fan rolled his eyes and whispered to Leshan in a low voice: "Fifth Senior Brother, hurry up, take me to find Master, I'm injured internally."

After saying that, he rolled his eyes and fainted.

Leshan understood: "Junior sister, she is in the Warcraft Mountains and was attacked by many monsters. She is afraid that she has an internal disease."

"Little Junior Sister!!" He Mu lifted Ming Fan and shook her, and He Leshan carried her out of the hall.

Looking at the six cute little dolls in front of him, all of them looked like dead pigs who were not afraid of boiling water, Lei Yuansheng sighed secretly.

Yesterday, he received a message from the Ming family, accusing him of Qingyang Sect's lack of martial ethics and secret attacks, which was really not the style of a large sect.

He also said that people from his clan were provoking disputes.

Finally, Ming Fan was named, saying that she was actually a descendant of the Ming family. She had bad conduct, inconsistent words and deeds, and no respect for her elders. She hoped that Lei Yuansheng, as the head of the sect, would give her good advice and let her return home as soon as possible.

"Tell me what's going on." Lei Yuansheng rubbed his eyebrows.

After all, it was his Qingyang Sect's baby. No matter what outsiders said, he had to ask the reason first.

"Uncle Master~~ They are obviously from the Ming family, but they first ruined the reputation of the little junior sister, and then took action against the little junior sister. You taught us that when our fellow students are in trouble, we must help... 嘤嘤嘤, you are so scared to death, wuwuwu. "Rong Hua rushed over, hugged Lei Yuansheng, and cried.

He is already bright and handsome, and he looks even more beautiful when he cries, if you ignore the dull male voice in his mouth.

Lei Yuansheng endured goosebumps, pulled him away, frowned and looked around, landing on Lin Wanshu.

Lin Wanshu stepped forward and spoke in a smooth voice: "Third Junior Brother is right."

Even Xiao Yunyang, who rarely spoke at the side, nodded in agreement.

"I'm just saying, how can children get into trouble if they are so honest?" Huang Cancan smiled and waved, signaling for them to run away quickly.

Lei Yuansheng's yell came from inside: "Listen clearly to me! At the end of next month's internal competition within the sect, whoever loses the chain, I will leave him to cross the cliff!"

Ming Fan rubbed her ears that were numb from the shock. She knew why her master was so prescient every time.

"Go back and wait for a while." Lei Yuansheng seemed to be tired and waved them away.

"Ming Fan, you stay."

Ming Fan, who thought he had escaped, was startled, but this time he didn't say anything. He exchanged glances with Leshan and He Mu who were supporting him, and returned to the main hall obediently.

"Disciple pays homage to Master Lei." Ming Fan kowtowed and bowed in a formal manner.

"Now you know how to call me the leader?" Lei Yuansheng glanced sideways at the little girl below, "Tell me about your relationship with the Ming family."

What is supposed to come will eventually come, Ming Fan sighed: "I am the sixth eldest child in the Ming family."

Ming Fan had almost never left the Ming family before. Naturally, others didn't know that there was a sixth lady in the Ming family.

After explaining the fate of the future, Mingfan raised his head and looked at Lei Yuansheng.

If the Qingyang Sect no longer takes her in for this reason, it is not difficult to understand. After all, it is normal for the poorest and most powerless sect to protect itself. Then she will find another place to go, but if Lei Yuansheng hands her over to Ming At home, Mingfan considered the worst plan.

"It's good to be in the Qingyang Sect, and for the rest, we will be there."

After a while, Lei Yuansheng spoke and waved his sleeves to send her out of the hall.

He didn't ask her why there were parents who didn't love their children, nor did he ask her if everything happened because of her. Just let her stay here.

After all, in the journey of cultivating immortality, family affection, friendship, and desire are too much to be vulnerable.

Ming Fan suddenly raised her eyes. She had already prepared for the worst. She took a deep look at Lei Yuansheng and was touched in her heart.

"Little Junior Sister!" Seeing her coming out, He Mu waved to her desperately.

Lin Wanshu and the others looked at her with gentle smiles.

After gathering his mood, Ming Fan walked towards them, and soon they were playing and mingling.

"What are Xiaobi and Siguoya doing?"

Ming Fan was puzzled when he saw that the faces of several senior fellow apprentices suddenly turned sallow.

"You guys... had a group attack last night?"

Rong Hua glared at her and continued to look sad: "Hey, I want to swim across the cliff for half a month again."

They came first in the fight, but it was really hard to mention the exam.

Almost every exam ended in thinking over a cliff.

It's not that they are stupid, it's that they are too lazy to endorse it.

"The internal competition within the sect is divided into a literary test and a martial arts test. The literary test is to integrate all the sect's rules, training and history. The martial test is much simpler, just to compete with other disciples in the sect."

Finally, it was Lin Wanshu who explained patiently.

When Ming Fan heard this, he thought, "Hey, isn't this a grand slam of history, geography, and politics," and he couldn't help but feel dizzy.

Forget it, if it doesn't work out, just go to Siguoya with them.

The senior brothers and sisters secretly planned to start eating and waiting to die after returning to Wuhuang Peak.

A few months passed in the blink of an eye, and the day of the competition was getting closer, but no one was in a hurry.

Ming Fan couldn't help but think, how wonderful it would be if people lived so smoothly throughout their lives.

No matter what the problem is, Wuwang Peak, which has not been visited by anyone for eight hundred years, seemed to be open today and started to welcome guests.

First, last time at the Zongmen Bamboo Forest, he gave her a talisman pen, the handsome young master uncle, Yin Shanxue.

I saw him arriving after a long journey, with joy and eagerness on his noble and handsome face, and a smile in his peach blossom eyes.

"Master is in the cave, go straight and turn right and then left."

Ming Fan skillfully guided the way, hoping that the young master's uncle would quickly embrace the beauty, so that she would be considered a good thing.

Yin Shanxue smiled and took out a small bag of spiritual stones, and Ming Fan took it happily.

After a while, another burst of footsteps came.

"This is Wuwang Peak. It's covered in ice and snow. It's really boring." He sounded like a young man, his tone full of disgust.

Mingfan was speechless and didn't invite you. He flew out of the cave and met the three people walking towards him.

The leading man seemed to be the oldest among the three, with a simple and honest face, and he was arguing with the young man behind him.

Seeing Ming Fan, he smiled awkwardly.

Looking at the remaining two, Ming Fan lost his face.

A person with a world-weary look on his face and a feeling that he could die at any time and at any time. The other's eyes were pointed upward, and he could feel the stones on the roadside rushing up and punch them.

To ruin things? Ming Fan raised his eyebrows: "Is something wrong?"

"Are you Ming Fan? I am Jiang Yuqing, the direct descendant of Quenching Peak." The boy with upward eyes said, looking Ming Fan up and down.

The sect has recently been filled with legends about Ming Fan, who provoked the Ming family and beat monsters violently, making her famous.

"Oh, what next?" Ming Fan tilted his head, it was none of her business.

"I want to challenge you!" Jiang Yuqing said, pulling out the sword from his waist.

He has always felt that among the direct disciples of the entire Qingyang Sect, he was the strongest.

He entered the Golden Elixir realm at the age of seventeen. His senior brother Mu Chaoxing did not reach the Golden Elixir realm until he was twenty-two years old. So Jiang Yuqing felt that he was the most powerful.

Ming Fan appeared out of nowhere, making him feel very uncomfortable.

Ming Fan innocently asked: "So?" What does he have to do with her.

"Stop! They all say you are very powerful. You have to prove to me that you are worthy." Jiang Yuqing saw that she was about to leave and held her sword to stop her.

"Oh, I don't." Ming Fan spread his hands, and the moral kidnapping was of no use to her.

"Oh, if you don't accept it, then I will go out and preach it tomorrow. You are a waste!"

"Okay, I won't care if you call the police."

She has no morals and no quality. She does everything according to her heart unless she wants to.

"You, why don't you get oil and salt in?" Jiang Yuqing became anxious and attacked Ming Fan.

The next second, the air was still.

Ming Fan lay on the ground, touching his head in grievance, with tears streaming down his face.

"You're hurting me, Senior Brother Jiang. You're killing a fellow sect member like this, and you're not following the sect's rules. Aren't you afraid of being punished by the sect leader?"

Only a fool would fight him in such a thankless competition!

Jiang Yu was turned into stone, staring blankly at the sword in his hand that had not yet been thrust out, in disbelief.

Have you been raped?

I only heard Ming Fan continue: "Senior Brother Nian Zaijiang's first offense was also unintentional. Let's keep the three thousand spirit stones private, how about it?"

Jiang Yuqing almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, three thousand spirit stones! Who knows how long it will take him to save three thousand spiritual stones!

The Qingyang Sect was notoriously poor, and the portions given to its disciples were very few, not enough at all.

In order to earn spiritual stones, disciples must constantly accept tasks and complete tasks in exchange for some meager spiritual stones.

Fortunately, the Qingyang Sect's kendo inheritance was orthodox and rigid, so these disciples were willing to stay.

"It seems that Senior Brother Jiang feels that he has been wronged. That's fine. Now we will go to the head to comment."

Ming Fan slowly got up, patted the snow on his body, and smiled at Jiang Yuqing.

Now Jiang Yuqing regrets it very much. Why did he come to her when he had nothing to do?

But he really didn't dare to make trouble to the leader, so he could only break his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

In the beginning, the Qingyang Sect actually encouraged competition among its fellow sects, but the Sword Sect was inherently aggressive, not to mention that they were all swordsmen who would not recognize anyone in a fight.

Therefore, the disciple killed himself by killing him. From then on, the sect banned private sparring.

He didn't really want to compete with her, he just wanted to show her off, but he didn't expect her to behave like this.

Looking at the cute and kind-hearted little junior sister in front of him, Jiang Yuqing felt creepy.

He took out the spirit stone with pain, Ming Fan took it happily, and sent him out of Wuhuang Peak happily. At the end, he greeted with a smile: "Senior Brother Jiang, come and play again next time~"

Jiang Yuqing left stiffly without looking back.

Ming Fan weighed the three thousand spiritual stones with satisfaction and secretly sighed that there were not many people as conscientious as her nowadays.

Knowing that the Qingyang clan was poor, it was not easy for them to save money, so they asked for a mere three thousand yuan, which was a disgrace to her acting skills.

"What a black-hearted girl."

The old ghost who hadn't appeared for a long time suddenly spoke up, frightening her.

"Are you awake?"

"Well, I feel very tired after sleeping this night."

As he said this, Mingfan felt that the old ghost was in much better shape than before, and he was secretly happy for him.

"Huh? Your cultivation has improved a lot. Take this soul skill."

The old ghost was amazed that this little girl's cultivation speed was quite fast, and an ancient sect was transferred into her consciousness.

Ming Fan was delighted. Soul skills were not as good as practicing martial arts and magic skills. They were something that could only be found but not sought.

You know, even if the body dies, if the soul is strong enough, it can still save life, just like the old ghost.

Ming Fan hurriedly thanked him and started reading excitedly.

"Girl, you have a good talent, but it's just in this small place. If you put it on other continents, it won't be enough."

Gui Lao clicked his tongue twice, which gave her a wake-up call.

Ri Mingluan's provocation flashed through his mind: "What you owe me, I will get it back little by little, just wait and see."

Ming Fan sneered. She originally thought that it would be best if the bridge returned to the bridge and the road returned.

But judging from her intentions, it seemed that she didn't intend to let herself go.

She forced her to be strong, and she clearly allowed her to break her defenses.

Day by day, tomorrow will be the day for the sect's competition.

On Wuwang Peak, six figures gathered together, lying on the ground and looking at the moon.

"It's a competition tomorrow."

"Ah."

"Did you carry it?"

"No."

Several people were silent.

"How about let's go." Ming Fan held his chin, thinking about the possibility of escaping.

After hearing this, several people became interested, but they also felt that this was somewhat deviant.

Although they were not obedient before, they never openly provoked the sect's rules.

"What's the point? We go out to find new opportunities, new development, to make a fortune, and to fight." Ming Fan said righteously.

"That's right, I agree with you, little junior sister!"

"Me too!"

……

The black light blinded the fire, and six figures sneaked towards the outside of the sect.

"It's late at night, where are you going?"

Several people's backs went stiff, and they turned around to see Lei Yuansheng who was smiling but not smiling.

Coincidentally, the seals in Red Lotus Town have been in turmoil recently.

Lei Yuansheng came to Wuwang Peak and was looking for Gu Qingqiu to discuss the matter. As soon as he came out, he saw these little brats walking outside.

You can use your toes to figure out what Xiaobi is going to do now.

"Haha, we think the moonlight is so beautiful tonight, haha, let's enjoy the moon together." He Mu scratched his head awkwardly and laughed sarcastically.

Ming Fan lowered his head silently, you idiot, it's a cloudy day today, where did the moon come from!

"Hmph, tomorrow Xiaobi, who of you dare not come and ask your master to give you extra training."

When Gu Qingqiu was mentioned, everyone except Ming Fan felt their legs hurt and ran back to their caves without looking back.

Ming Fan looked at his senior brother who was like grass on the wall and held his forehead.

"What are you looking at? Why don't you go back quickly?" Lei Yuansheng blew his beard and glared angrily when he saw that she was still here.

"Oh, good night, Uncle Lei. Uncle Lei, go to bed early."

Ming Fan yawned and walked slowly towards the cave.

Early the next morning, Leshan knocked on the door of Mingfan Cave and dragged her towards the competition venue.

Why them? Because they were the only ones who got up late, they were both late!

When we arrived at the trial site, a lot of people had already gathered.

"Qingyang Sect, in addition to our Wuwang Peak, our two master uncles, Quenching Peak and Zijin Peak, also have direct disciples, and they will also come to participate in the competition this time.

Jiang Yuqing, who wanted to compete with you that day, was from Quenching Peak. "

Leshan was looking for something while introducing Mingfan.

As soon as he finished speaking, a familiar voice sounded: "Ming Fan, if I were assigned to you today, I would definitely not show mercy."

Ming Fan turned around and thought, isn't this the little God of Wealth who took the initiative to give him three thousand spiritual stones a few days ago?

Thinking of this, I was in a good mood and said hello to him: "Hey, you're fine."

When Jiang Yuqing saw her smile, his teeth itched with anger, thinking not to let her touch him, otherwise she would be pretty!