The whole sect is full of villains, but the junior sister has a hole in her brain

"It fell from a tree."

Chao Zhao jumped down from the tree calmly, looking relaxed and composed. He was not intimidated at all by the pressure emanating from Xue Mo.

Her whole body was covered in a pitch-black robe, and only her voice retained its original sound. Seeing that she was not affected, Xue Mo stared at her cautiously but unwillingly.

——He was very clear about his strength, but why couldn't he sense any spiritual power fluctuations from this yellow-haired girl? !

It couldn't be that this girl was much stronger than him, right?

This is absolutely impossible!

Xue Mo denied the idea without even thinking about it.

The bloody power gathered in his palm, and Xue Mo's eyes were fierce: "You don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is."

As soon as he finished speaking, he punched forward fiercely.

The thunderous fist was wrapped in a strong Nascent Soul spiritual power, which made the people around retreat, but Chao Zhao just raised his eyelids lazily, without any intention of hiding.

The onlookers couldn't help but talk about it.

"...Why doesn't she hide?"

"Scared?"

"It doesn't seem like it... You're not really confident in your own abilities, are you?"

"A little girl? Impossible."

As soon as the man's contemptuous voice fell, Chao Zhao calmly raised his chin and gently placed his slender palm in front of him.

There was no trace of spiritual power fluctuation, but there was an invisible barrier between her palm and Xue Mo's fist.

"..."

A trace of horror flashed in Xuemai's eyes.

He tried hard secretly, but he couldn't move his fist any further. This realization made Xue Mo break out in a cold sweat.

"It's my turn."

Chao Zhao curled his lips.

Under the puzzled gazes of others, the invisible barrier exploded in an instant - Boom!!!

Invisible waves spread across the surroundings with residual power. In an instant, the wind surged and the surrounding trees rustled.

Chao Zhao caught a glimpse of a group of bamboo leaves falling and floating past him. The hood on his head was blown back by the wind, revealing Chao Zhao's determined face that was mature but still had a hint of youthfulness.

"——She is actually a yellow-haired girl."

Xue Mo stared at the face with an uncertain expression.

In his heart, he was secretly thinking about Chao Zhao's identity. Judging from her appearance, she was not very old, but she could easily block his attack...

Just when Xue Mo was puzzled, the group of half-demons behind him, who seemed to him to be stubborn, suddenly let down their guard.

"Miss?!"

"...She really is Miss. She looks so much like her."

Their tone was pious and full of respect, and the object of their respect was Chao Zhao, who had a confused look on his face.

Everyone else present was also confused.

"Who?"

Chao Zhao looked around and it seemed that she was the only woman there.

After hesitating for a moment, she pointed at herself and asked, "Me?"

The half-demon with the earth demon bloodline stepped forward excitedly.

That strong arm knocked Xue Mo away and even caused him to stagger.

Xue Mo: “…?”

"No doubt about it!" The half-demon said seriously, tears of excitement flickering in his eyes. "This expression is exactly the same as your father's."

Zhao Zhao: “.........”

Does she look like her cheap dad whom she has never met?

"Old slave Mo Shu."

The half-demon bowed respectfully, glancing at the crowd of people staring at him eagerly and the group of half-demons who called themselves the Fallen Demon Alliance, and said in a firm tone, "She is the owner of the spiritual vein we are guarding."

While Chao Zhao was still in a daze, a figure suddenly approached from behind.

Along with the light bamboo fragrance and the other party's light smile and relaxed tone: "... Gou Fugui?"

Chao Zhao turned his head and rolled his eyes at Xi Huaizhu.

What should I do if I suddenly gain an extra identity just to join in the fun?

Feeling those inquiring gazes all falling on him and the heavy warning and threat in Xue Mo's eyes, Chao Zhao raised the corner of his lips calmly: "Yes, I am."

——Anyway, the hatred has been aroused, so she has to eat and take it at the same time.

"ridiculous!"

The delicious thing that was about to be in his hands flew away, and Xue Mo was furious, "A little girl dares to occupy such a huge spiritual vein, do you have the ability to do so?"

"You can try."

The natal sword was suddenly unsheathed, covered with frost, and inserted into the ground.

The thick frost instantly spread through the ground, and in an instant the ground was covered with a layer of frost.

An invisible sense of oppression emerged along with the sword intent, casting a shadow over the people at the scene, and a trace of horror flashed in their eyes.

“…Damn it!”

Xue Mo took a few steps back and cursed inwardly.

Just based on the sword intent displayed by the other party, he was not able to deal with it. This girl looked young, who on earth was she? !

When he thought of the two huge and pure spiritual veins, Xue Mo knew that if he went back without getting anything, he would definitely be punished by the leader.

Then a fierce look flashed across his eyes.

"court death!"

He swung his fist again, raised an eyebrow at Zhao, and was about to block it, but a group of bamboo leaves appeared behind him.

They gently bypassed Chao Zhao and attacked Xue Mo in one go.

The bamboo leaves look soft, but after passing by Chao Zhao, each one contains sharp murderous intent.

“Puff!…Cough cough!”

Feeling his internal organs trembling, a trace of shock and disbelief flashed across Xue Mo's eyes.

He looked at the person who had made the move...with a strong fear flashing in his eyes.

Why could this seemingly ordinary cultivator make him instinctively want to retreat and be afraid?

However, Xue Mo's goal has been achieved.

So he endured the pain in his body and waved his hand: "Let's go back to the Fallen Demon Alliance!"

The group of half-demons behind him looked at each other. After witnessing what had just happened, they dared not stay and be cannon fodder, and hurriedly followed Xue Mo away.

Chao Zhao curled his lips, glanced at the casual cultivators who were still here, and threatened them in a tone that was neither light nor heavy: "Are you not leaving yet?"

As soon as the words came out, the group of people scattered like birds and beasts without any hesitation.

"Go! Go!"

"...these two people are much more powerful than the Fallen Demon Alliance."

In a short while, the only ones left at the scene were the group of half-demons guarding the spiritual vein, Chao Zhao, and Xi Huaizhu.

Zhao Zhao lowered the corner of his mouth and turned back to look at him: "You leave too."

"........."

Xi Huaizhu's eyebrows seemed a little dazed, and he sighed helplessly, "Just throw it away after use?"

"Ah."

Chao Zhao sneered, "I hate the rich."

Xi Huaizhu raised his eyebrows for a moment, waiting for Chao Zhao's next words with interest.

Chao Zhao raised his chin and said without hesitation: "So, only I can be rich."

"........."

Xi Huaizhu burst out laughing.

"See you next time, Zhao Zhao."

"See you again?"

Chao Zhao frowned.

The timing of Xi Huaizhu's appearance was inexplicable, especially with Polan's evaluation of him and the little tricks he had just done... This made Chao Zhao have to doubt him.

"Yes, I will."

Xi Huaizhu looked relaxed, as if he didn't notice the disdain in Chao Zhao's tone.

He waved his hand, and when he turned around, the bamboo fragrance on his body gradually became stronger. Chao Zhao's face was covered with the smell of bamboo, and he couldn't help but complain to Palan: "Is he a bamboo spirit?"

Paola chuckled twice: [Maybe it's green tea essence.]

Chao Zhao stopped talking.

She feels that everyone her natal sword sees as a green tea.

Xi Huaizhu's tall and handsome figure like a green bamboo gradually disappeared from Chao Zhao's sight.

After seeing that all irrelevant personnel had left, Chao Zhao said to Mo Shu, "You are safe now, but I suggest that you repair the barrier as soon as possible."

She never thought that she was really the master of the spiritual vein as mentioned by Mo Shu, and just thought that this was a temporary measure of Mo Shu.

Mo Shu shook his head.

"Miss, only you can repair this barrier."

"what?"

Zhao Zhao once again made that classic move and pointed at himself, "Me?"

She had a subtle look on her face, and seeing that the half-demons' respectful attitude towards her did not seem fake, her thoughts became clearer and clearer... Could it be true?

Pie in the sky – came true?