I rely on the system to support my eighteen brothers and sisters

"Please, teach me."

These three words seemed to have exhausted all of Meng Qingyu's strength.

"In that case, we won't be polite."

The two old men’s swordsmanship was swift. In order to prevent Qiao Linxi from being affected, Yuan Shen lifted her up into the sky the moment the two old men drew their swords.

Qiao Linxi looked down at the battle situation and was very worried about Meng Qingyu, fearing that he would die here.

Although she had no feelings for Meng Qingyu, after getting along for a long time, she accepted him as her husband. If he died, Qiao Linxi would have to remain a widow. Even if she didn't remain a widow, she could find a new husband. But that would still require some adjustment. If she found a husband from a strong family, she would suffer.

It would be better to be Meng Qingyu. At least his mother is a good person.

It was a one-sided crushing, Meng Qingyu was beaten by the two men without any chance to fight back, and was beaten back and forth like a rag doll.

"Meng Qingyu, let's not fight anymore, let's not become disciples, let's go home."

Qiao Linxi's eyes were red from crying. She didn't care about anything and broke free from Yuanshen's hand and jumped towards Meng Qingyu.

Meng Qingyu, whose consciousness was already blurred, only saw a beautiful woman with red eyes flying towards him. He smiled, is this a fairy?

Is he going to die? Are fairies coming to take him to heaven?

"Pfft..."

Before Qiao Linxi landed next to Meng Qingyu, he saw two swords piercing through his body from below and coming out from his chest.

"Ah!! Meng Qingyu!"

After falling down, Qiao Linxi hugged Meng Qingyu, tears streaming down her face.

She covered Meng Qingyu's wound and said in a horrified tone: "You, you can't die, you can't die."

She took a lot of medicine from the system and poured it into Meng Qingyu's mouth. The pills that usually melted in the mouth now rolled all over the floor like pearls.

Meng Qingyu coughed, and blood and the pills spurted out. He reached out and held Qiao Linxi's hand: "Xixi, it's useless, don't waste the pills. It's a pity that I couldn't get in and show you what the immortals' residence looks like."

"Don't cry. You won't be beautiful if you cry."

Meng Qingyu reached out and wiped Qiao Linxi's tears, leaving her face covered in blood.

"Xixi, I, I really like you. I've liked you since the first time I saw you at the party. It's a pity that I can't be with you anymore. You...you should stop arguing with my eldest brother. He...he is a very nice person."

"Don't talk, I'll take you home, let's go home."

Qiao Linxi cried and shook her head. She really didn't want Meng Qingyu to die.

"You, you can..." Meng Qingyu couldn't speak anymore, and spoke incoherently: "Can you, can you give me a kiss? If I die, you will marry Manager Gu, he loves you very much too."

"You're going to die soon, why mention that unlucky person?"

"I, I hope you are doing well..."

Qiao Linxi blocked the word "good". She kissed Meng Qingyu gently.

"Tsk tsk, this is the love, hate and vengeance of mortals. When the person was alive, she was like nothing happened and didn't show any emotion at all. Now that he is about to die, who is she showing this deep affection to?"

The high-up dragon god clicked his tongue a few times, then slowly came down from the clouds.

"Qiao Linxi, your affectionate look is disgusting."

Just as Qiao Linxi was about to confront him, Meng Qingyu in her arms suddenly pushed her away, stood up, and vomited a large pool of blood.

then……

He slowly stood up amid everyone's surprised gazes.

For some reason, Qiao Linxi felt that Meng Qingyu was a little different now. He seemed to have a different temperament that he didn't have before.

"Be good, don't cry. I won't die."

Qiao Linxi stared blankly at Meng Qingyu who stood up. At this moment, she felt that there was a bright light behind him.

At this moment, he transformed from a little puppy into a wolf warrior.

"Nine Qingshan Styles, break and then stand up!"

Meng Qingyu stabbed at the two old men guarding the mountain at a speed that was so fast that it was impossible to catch. They only felt a pain in their necks, and then saw that the young man covered in blood had stopped, holding the collars of their clothes in his hands.

"You guys lost."

The two old men touched their necks and found that they were only scratched and the bloodstains were not very deep. They took a deep breath and then slowly knelt down.

"Yes, we lost."

At this time, the mountain gate behind them slowly opened, and a group of Taoist and immortal people stood inside the gate.

"Congratulations, Meng Qingyu, you have passed the test of becoming a disciple. The master is waiting for you at Qingyun Peak."

These were the elders and outstanding disciples of Qingyun Sword Sect. When they saw Meng Qingyu, there was a flash of surprise in their eyes.

A mere mortal, without any instruction, actually mastered the Qingshan style. Although this is the lowest level of entry-level swordsmanship, not everyone can master it.

Moreover, in the process of breaking through the mountain gate, he actually broke through the second form and jumped directly to the ninth form. It is no exaggeration to say that he is a genius.

"Please lead the way, seniors."

Meng Qingyu was covered in blood. He held a sword in one hand and held Qiao Linxi in the other, following the crowd.

"Hey... now that we're here, why don't we go back to our nest and take a look?"

The Dragon God poked the Yuanshen.

The White-clothed Yuanshen looked at the Dragon God meaningfully and said, "Didn't you notice anything unusual about Qiao Linxi?"

"She? Isn't she just taking advantage of that broken system to bully others?"

"Are you sure it's a broken system?"

Yuanshen squinted his eyes and looked at Qiao Linxi's back. He had guessed before that the things on Qiao Linxi might belong to the divine realm. Now he can be sure that the things belong to the way of heaven.

All things in the world are under the jurisdiction of the Way of Heaven, no matter in what time and space, they are all under the rule of the Way of Heaven.

And that system should be the daughter of Heaven...

"Isn't it a broken system or something?"

Yuanshen did not explain and followed Qiao Linxi to Qingyun Peak to pay a visit to the headmaster.

The head of the sect is also an old man with completely white hair. It is hard to tell his age. He must be an antique.

"Meng Qingyu, congratulations on becoming a formal disciple of Qingyun Sword Sect. If you don't mind, you can take me as your master."

The other elders also wanted a genius like Meng Qingyu, but since the leader had spoken, they did not dare to snatch him and could only watch.

Meng Qingyu was not vague and knelt down and called him Master.

"Princess, you have all the sword manuals of Qingyun Sword Sect, right?"

Qiao Linxi nodded.

"Including... Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect?"

Qiao Linxi nodded again.

The head of Qingyun Sword Sect immediately knelt down and said, "God is above, please accept my greeting."

Everyone:...

Dragon God: ...

She, she, she is the way of heaven?

As soon as the leader knelt, everyone knelt too.

Qiao Linxi: ...

Heaven, what the hell?

[Of course... yes]

"its me!"

A little girl wearing red clothes and with two little buns on her head suddenly appeared.

"Hey, old man, how did you see me?"

A cute voice, who else could this be but the system? After traveling through time for so long, this was the second time Qiao Linxi had seen the real system.

"Your Excellency's divine light is too dazzling, I dare not be ignorant."

"You, Tiandao?" Qiao Linxi pointed at the little Lolita in confusion.

"No, that's my dad."

The daughter of Heaven... Qiao Linxi just felt dizzy. This world... was finally turned into a world she did not recognize.