The righteous female cultivator loves to act coquettishly, while the demon empress is very arrogant

Ruan Dongling came to Master Liyang's Liyang Palace and found that her senior brothers and sisters were all here.

These people were all guarding Liyang Palace, with worried looks on their faces.

Because their beloved Yun Yaner's spiritual roots were damaged and her life was in danger.

"You little bitch! You almost killed Senior Sister Yan'er. Do you still have the nerve to do this?"

Seeing Ruan Dongling's figure, Lu Xingyuan jumped up from his chair and stopped Ruan Dongling with his sword.

Master Liyang has seven disciples, Ruan Dongling ranks seventh and Lu Xingyuan ranks sixth.

As the only woman among the seven disciples, Ruan Dongling is the control group for the heroine Yun Yaner.

Her five senior brothers hated Yun Yaner as much as they liked her.

No matter what she does, no matter how much she pleases.

Lu Xingyuan is the prince of the Tianqian Holy Dynasty and has a distinguished status.

He was young, had a bad temper and was arrogant and domineering. He was the first to lose his temper and was the first to speak out against Ruan Dongling.

"I gave her my spiritual roots as compensation, why don't I have the shame to come?"

"Don't you feel sorry for your senior sister Yan'er? Then what did you do for her?"

"Besides making things difficult for me and bullying me, what else can you do? You loser!"

Ruan Dongling's face was pale at this time, and his figure was shaky, as if he was about to die in the next moment.

Lu Xingyuan was suffocated and looked at Ruan Dongling with wide eyes and disbelief.

Ruan Dongling, is she crazy?

How dare she talk to him like this?

This cowardly and stupid Ruan Dongling, how dare she?

Isn't she afraid that he will be angry or that he will say bad things about her in front of her senior brother and make him dislike her?

Lu Xingyuan became angry and handed the sword forward. The tip of the sword was already touching Ruan Dongling's skin.

"Senior Sister Yan'er had her spiritual roots damaged because she was trying to save you. It's only natural for you to compensate her for your spiritual roots!"

"Save me? Ha..." Ruan Dongling sneered and looked at his second senior brother Zhou Huaiwen who was standing aside.

"Second senior brother, did Yun Yan'er's spiritual roots get damaged because she was trying to save me?"

Zhou Huaiwen's eyes dodge for a moment, but he immediately looked Ruan Dongling in the eyes, his tone full of sternness.

"Xiao Qi, stop making trouble! Junior sister Yan'er was hit by a demon cultivator in her Dantian with a palm in order to save you, which resulted in damage to her spiritual roots..."

"You are so unrepentant that you come here and yell?"

"You really disappoint me!"

After Zhou Huaiwen finished speaking, he shook his head, looking very disdainful of Ruan Dongling.

Ruan Dongling stared at Zhou Huaiwen for a long time and suddenly laughed.

"Second Senior Brother, I advise you to give up!"

"Although you are an alchemy cultivator, you are so poor that I even gave you the alchemy furnace as a gift. How could Yun Yaner fall in love with you?"

Zhou Huaiwen majored in alchemy and had excellent medical skills. He also completed the spiritual root transplantation.

He knew better than anyone the reason why Yun Yan'er's spiritual roots were damaged, but in order to protect Yun Yan'er, he still told lies with his eyes open.

For Qi Sichen, Ruan Dongling tried her best to please these senior brothers, just so that they could help her say a few good words about her in front of Qi Sichen.

But everyone took her contribution for granted.

She was called a fool and a waste behind her back, but when faced with the training resources she gave away, they felt at ease taking them one by one.

The interpretation of being and standing at the same time is taken to the extreme!

Ruan Dongling once gave Zhou Huaiwen a high-grade Xuan-level alchemy furnace. This alchemy furnace was a magic weapon that he, an alchemy cultivator in the early stages of foundation building, could not afford even if he tried to sell iron.

The grades of magical instruments from low to high are Huang grade, Xuan grade, Earth grade, Heaven grade, Holy grade, Tao grade...

The higher the grade, the more valuable it will be.

The alchemy furnace used in alchemy cultivation is even more valuable and can be multiplied a hundred times!

But now, Zhou Huaiwen is not even willing to say a fair word.

After hearing what Ruan Dongling said, Zhou Huaiwen's expression changed drastically.

His face turned the color of pig liver, and he yelled angrily, "Ruan Dongling! What are you talking about?"

"Nonsense? When did I talk nonsense?"

"Didn't I give you the alchemy furnace you are using?"

"It's just you, a high-grade Xuanjie alchemy furnace. Can you afford it?"

Ruan Dongling raised his head slightly and looked at Zhou Huaiwen with a joking look on his face.

Zhou Huaiwen looked sad because his Huangjie high-grade alchemy furnace was scrapped, so Ruan Dongling spent a lot of money to buy this alchemy furnace and gave it to Zhou Huaiwen.

Now look at it, using this alchemy furnace as a dog bowl is better than giving it to him!

Zhou Huaiwen was ashamed and angry. He took out the alchemy furnace from his storage bag and wanted to throw it on the ground, but he was a little reluctant to leave it.

You should know that high-grade alchemy furnaces can greatly increase the success rate of alchemy.

Ruan Dongling saw this and immediately said, "What, are you reluctant to part with it?"

"That's right. After all, you are very poor and don't have many good things. You should be short-sighted..."

With a "clang" sound, Zhou Huaiwen couldn't bear it anymore and threw the alchemy furnace on the ground.

"Okay! Okay! Okay! Ruan Dongling! Don't regret it!"

"From now on, I, Zhou Huaiwen, will never admit that you are my junior sister!"

Ruan Dongling glanced around at the faces of the five people with different expressions, and stretched out his hand to push away Lu Xingyuan's sword with a smile.

She stepped forward to pick up the alchemy furnace and put it into her storage bag. After hearing this, she almost wanted to laugh.

Who cares about being your junior sister?

Then the old god walked aside and slumped on the chair as if he was boneless.

Picking up the tea on the table, she raised her head and asked, "You won't be unwilling to let me have a cup of tea, right?"

No one spoke, and the five people stared at her with either anger, disgust, or indifference.

Ruan Dongling made a loud "sucking" sound from her mouth while drinking tea, and then she smacked her mouth.

Not to mention, this spiritual tea from the world of cultivation is really delicious!

"Vulgar!" Qi Sichen glanced at Ruan Dongling with his indifferent eyes and suddenly said this.

Lu Xingyuan immediately showed a gloating smile, and couldn't wait to see Ruan Dongling's face crying with shame.

Because Qi Sichen's every word, every move, could make Ruan Dongling nervous and scared.

Ruan Dongling likes Qi Sichen and cares about Qi Sichen, and the entire Lichen Sect knows it.

Everyone knew that Ruan Dongling loved Qi Sichen to the core, and for Qi Sichen, he humbled himself to the dust.

Everyone looked down upon her.

Ruan Dongling still had a piece of tea leaf in her mouth. When she heard this, she spat the tea leaf in the direction of Qi Sichen with a "pop".

This time, no spiritual power was used, it was just the force from the mouth, so naturally it could not spray very far.

The tea leaves were mixed with saliva and sprayed in front of Ruan Dongling's chair. Lu Xingyuan, who was closest to Ruan Dongling, almost suffered a disaster.

Ruan Dongling wiped her mouth and glanced at Qi Sichen sideways.

"You say I'm vulgar, then I have to prove that I'm vulgar, otherwise I won't be able to accept your evaluation of me."

The expressions of several people changed, and they discovered that Ruan Dongling in front of them seemed to be different.

On weekdays, when she saw their senior brothers, they were all very well-behaved. She would not dare to go east if they asked her to go west!

Don't even dare to speak loudly.

Every move she makes is more ladylike than everyone else's, for fear that everyone will have a bad impression of her, but now, why is she like this?

Lu Xingyuan jumped away to avoid the tea spit out by Ruan Dongling. His face turned red and white, "Bitch! You are looking for death!"

"You are the prince of the Tiangan Holy Dynasty, right?"

"You said, if your mother and concubine were thrown into the cold palace..."

"Do you still have the confidence to be so arrogant and domineering?"

Ruan Dongling didn't care at all about Lu Xingyuan's sword.

She lowered her head, fiddled with the tea leaves in the bowl with the tea bowl lid, and said this casually.

There was a look of horror in Lu Xingyuan's eyes, and his sword-holding hand was trembling.

How could this idiot know something so confidential?

"You...what are you talking nonsense about?"

After all, Lu Xingyuan was young and couldn't hold his breath, and his voice was vibrating when he spoke.

"Go away! Trash!" Ruan Dongling's tone was full of teasing and she glared at Lu Xingyuan.