Is the female supporting role too attractive? The boss can't stand it!

"Little Junior Sister, are you alright?"

In the desolate courtyard of Zhang House, Ruan Ruoxue was splashed with cold water, while the instigator stood aside to watch the fun.

Zhang Quan eagerly wanted to wipe the water droplets on her face with his sleeve, but was stopped by Ruan Ruoxue.

Her face was pale and her smile was forced: "Brother, I'm fine..."

"Isn't this the little junior sister who stole the sword? I heard that Gu Yixin died unexpectedly because of you?"

The speaker was Ning Cen, a disciple of the Epiphyllum Sect. She was only sixteen years old, but she was the future head of the Epiphyllum Sect.

Ning Cen looked at her with lowered eyes, what kind of junior sister? He looked pitiful and deceived others into sympathizing with him.

These three words seemed to ignite the anger in Ruan Ruoxue's heart, and she raised her eyes to look at Ning Cen.

"Do the disciples of Epiphyllum Sect like to meddle in other people's business so much?"

The clay figurine still had a bad temper, and Ruan Ruoxue didn't want to tolerate it any longer, so she unsheathed her Changhong Sword and charged towards Ning Cen.

Ning Cen sneered, dodged away without haste, and taunted her along the way.

"I heard that Master Lingyun would give you a sword even if he killed Gu Yixin for you. Your Lancheng Palace is really busy!"

"Humph!"

Ruan Ruoxue snorted coldly, and the sword energy of the Changhong Sword swept across. Ning Cen frowned and drew his sword.

The two sides fought back and forth. Ruan Ruoxue was not good at hurting people with words and was repeatedly criticized by Ning Cen, which made her angry.

Ning Cen is now in the Chengying realm, and Ruan Ruoxue is not in the Qinghong realm, so he definitely cannot compare with her.

After more than a dozen rounds, Ruan Ruoxue had an extra weapon on her neck.

"You know Third Senior Sister?"

Ruan Ruoxue was not afraid that she would really kill him, but she just didn't understand why everyone was turning towards Gu Yixin?

"know."

Ning Cen nodded, with contempt and disdain in his eyes, "There is still a competition between me and her. She is dead now. Do you think I should settle the score with you?"

"Why?"

"Just because of you, Gu Yixin died in Cuishan. Isn't that enough?"

Ning Cen sheathed her sword and glanced at the anxious Zhang Quan behind her. She didn't say anything, but sneered coldly.

Si Han stood beside him, always smiling gently and not intending to stop him.

Although Ruan Ruoxue is sought after and praised by her fellow sects, Lancheng Palace is not the only sect in the world of cultivation.

What's more, Third Senior Sister held back and spread what happened in the hall that day to the entire world of cultivation through the blue and white stone. Everything now is Ruan Ruoxue's retribution.

It’s Gu Yixin again!

Ruan Ruoxue knew that her skills were inferior to others, so she chose to keep her mouth shut. This time, she felt like everyone was targeting her.

Just then, there was a sound outside the door.

"Then it's settled. When the time comes, we will work together to find the entrance."

The disciples of Wuliang Sect and Tu Liangxia appeared in the distance, and he was stunned when he saw this scene.

"what happened?"

Zhang Quan seemed to have seen the savior and told the whole story with added detail.

"Why does Miss Ning want to hurt others?"

Although he didn't like Ruan Ruoxue, he was openly provoked. As the eldest disciple, Tu Liangxia had the obligation to protect the face of Lancheng Palace.

Ning Cen turned around and saw a suit of green clothes swaying in the wind, and a very handsome face.

She was stunned for a moment and didn't come back to her senses for a long time until a senior sister pushed her elbow.

"She looks unhappy. Why do you have to choose an auspicious day to hit someone?"

Tu Liangxia didn't know her motives, so he just focused his eyes on Ruan Ruoxue and said in a slightly cold tone: "Where is it hurt?"

"Elder brother, I'm fine..."

Ruan Ruoxue lowered her head and seemed to not feel the cold even when cold water was poured on her body.

Her voice was muffled, "It's because my skills are inferior to others and I have embarrassed my senior brother..."

"Yo! You also know that your skills are inferior to others, right?"

Ning Cen had always had a bad temper. He turned to look at Tu Liangxia, "I've been sparring with disciples of your sect and it didn't hurt anyone. Do you want to use Liufeng Huixue to deal with me too?"

Tu Liangxia: "..."

It was rare for him to turn around and look at the person who caused the trouble seriously. He was wearing light blue clothes and looking at him with a arrogant expression while holding a sword.

"The elders of Epiphyllum Sect, did you ask me to compete like this? How about I compete with you?"

"I can't beat you, I admit defeat."

As soon as Ning Cen said this, everyone present looked at her strangely, she was really shameless.

Tu Liangxia was so angry that he didn't know what to do, so he had to turn his attention to others.

"Don't bother with irrelevant people, just recharge your batteries."

Seeing this, the people of Wuliang Sect didn't want to get involved in the disputes between other sects, so they left with them after making an agreement.

Ning Cen was also taken away by the senior sister, and the tone of his apology was not considered sincere.

"Elder brother, why didn't you deal with Ning Cen just now? My junior sister has suffered so much..."

Zhang Quan can always provoke others' emotions easily, but he doesn't know it.

Ruan Ruoxue shook her head, her eyes red, as if tears would fall down the next moment.

"and then?"

Tu Liangsha didn't give him a chance to speak and glanced at Zhang Quan lightly.

"Do you know what the consequences will be if the disciples of Lancheng Palace take action again and again?"

Zhang Quan: "What are the consequences? Didn't Master Lingyun tell you to take good care of your little junior sister?"

"Instigating disputes between sects and making Lancheng Palace the target of public criticism. Is this what you want to see?"

Tu Liangxia glanced at the junior sister next to him, "You can tell Master Lingyun what happened along the way. Elder Ziyun will make a final judgment on whether I did something wrong."

Ruan Ruoxue: "..."

"Senior Brother Zhang, stop talking. This matter..." She bit her lip and said word by word: "It's my fault."

Even if you don't want to, you can only swallow your grievance.

Her tears did not win Tu Liangsha's mercy, but instead caused Zhang Quan to be scolded, but Zhang Quan enjoyed it.

"Okay, I will listen to my junior sister."

Si Han did not participate in the dispute, but sat on the steps boiling medicine, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ning Cen was taken away by the senior sister, his face full of dissatisfaction and grievance:

"Sister, do you think that Ruan Ruoxue is going too far?"

The senior sister frowned displeased and scolded her: "Ning Cen, do you know that you are a disciple of Epiphyllum Sect? How can you provoke and humiliate others?"

"Senior Sister...it's obvious that this person is annoying, so why is it my fault?"

When Ning Cen thought of Tu Liangxia, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then turned sad.

"By the way, that senior brother is called Tu Liangxia, right?"

Ning Cen's eyes were full of smiles, "The name sounds good, but I don't know how the magic power is?"

"Don't worry about these romances. Have you forgotten the rules of Epiphyllum Sect?"

Ning Cen disagreed: "Sister, I didn't say what I wanted to do, so don't be angry."

"Besides, I just admire him."

The senior sister's eyes were sad, she shook her head helplessly, and pulled Ning Cen out of the alley.