The villain's pet apprentice sister is not to be trifled with

When Bai Wuchang arrived, he saw Si Qingyu and five other disciples having a snowball fight in the snow.

Several people used their spiritual power, intending to practice some speed and strength techniques at the same time.

Chi Baobao is good at direct beatings, but his accuracy has always been a little lacking.

When he threw a big piece of snow at Nangong Chiyang's head, he accidentally hit the little snowman's face.

Ying Tianxing immediately screamed, "Chi Baobao, you smashed half of my head off! I hate you!"

Ying Tianxing immediately made a big snowball and threw it at Chi Baobao.

Chi Baobao kicked with his foot and hit Qianren who was waiting for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack on Chi Baobao.

Qian Ren: “…”

There was no way. Chi Baobao was too strong in physical skills, and the other three brothers were no match for him even if they were three against one.

Ying Tianxing angrily tried to pick at the big steamed bun that represented Chi Baobao the snowman.

Because the steamed bun and the arm were frozen together, he accidentally broke Chi Baobao's wrist.

Chi Baobao was furious. He flew over and punched the Yingtianxing snowman in the head.

Because of the great force, half of Nangong Chiyang's snowman's arm was directly shattered.

Nangong Chiyang: “…”

Si Qingyu took the photo stone and recorded this chaotic yet heartwarming scene.

Hua Wuying and Bai Wuchang stood side by side in front of the house, watching the children laughing and playing. Bai Wuchang, with his hands behind his back, sighed, "It's great to be young!"

Bai Wuchang turned to Hua Wuying and said, "It's a pity that you and I are now under the shackles of our elders and cannot act recklessly..."

Before Bai Wuchang could finish his words, Hua Wuying threw a huge snowball at his head, chilling him to the bone.

Hua Wuying: "Lie le le le ..."

Bai Wuchang spat out a mouthful of melted ice water from his mouth, used his spiritual power, and chased Hua Wuying at full speed until he kicked him into the snow. He then forced his five disciples to bury him together, making a real snowman. Only then did Bai Wuchang's anger barely subside by a little.

After playing in the snow for a few hours, the few people quickly went into the kitchen, warmed themselves by the fire, drank hot soup, and recovered.

Only Ying Tianxing's face gradually turned purple and blue, and he was still shivering, unable to even pick up the bowl.

Seeing this, Hua Wuying stuffed a pill into his mouth and gave him several injections. He vomited a mouthful of blood and coughed a few times before he felt better.

"Do you have an old illness?" Si Qingyu came over, sat next to him, and handed Ying Tianxing a handkerchief.

Ying Tianxing took it with a smile, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and explained to his junior sister with a heartless look, "Junior sister, you came late, and you don't know that before I became Master's disciple, I was already a permanent patient of Renxin Sect!

My dad said that I was very difficult to raise when I was a child.

When I was in the Ying family, my face was inexplicably disfigured twice and I was poisoned several times a year.

The worst time was when my hands were rotten, leaving only bones, and the decay was still spreading.

At that time, I felt like my whole body was being eaten by ants, and my father was so anxious that he cried several times.

It was my master who scraped the poison out of my bones and cured me.

After I recovered, I hugged his thigh and begged him to accept me as his disciple. I refused to return home again. Over the years, I was hardly separated from my master.

Because... I am really afraid of death!

I know it was the stepmothers who poisoned the family. I have thought about exposing them, but it is not easy to investigate thoroughly.

My stepmothers represent the various beast taming families, big and small.

If things really get out of hand, there will be civil unrest.

It wasn’t easy for my father to squeeze into the eight great families.

He is a first-generation rich man, and his ancestors were ordinary farmers who raised scorpions.

In my father's generation, a golden-armored poisonous scorpion suddenly appeared. Oh, it was the one he rode when he came.

Afterwards, he bred many golden-armored poisonous scorpions. This kind of spiritual beast has a hard shell and is extremely poisonous. It can attack or defend. It is very popular in the world of cultivation and sells for a good price.

Our Ying family has become one of the eight great families thanks to the Golden-Armored Poisonous Scorpion, but my father is after all a first-generation family, and his foundation is not stable.

My father said that when my mother was pregnant with me, they often encountered sneak attacks and assassinations from monks from the cultivation world and demons.

My mother was injured, and her spiritual energy was stagnant when she gave birth to me. She died while trying to save me.

When my mother was alive, my father had only her as his wife. After my mother died, my father changed completely.

He married many daughters of wealthy breeders at one time, and united all the professional breeders to make them bigger and stronger.

Afterwards, no one dared to assassinate him, and all the damage was transferred to me."

Ying Tianxing opened his folding fan and said, "It's nothing, really. I'm living well in Qingjing Peak, and my father is happy too. I think the current situation is good for everyone."

Si Qingyu suddenly understood that if Ying Tianxing grew up in this kind of environment, it would not be surprising if Ying Tianxing asked his father for a magic city and his father bought it for him.

Perhaps for the sake of his son, Ying Dafa might have brought his entire family and spirit beasts into the demon tribe.

However, it is still unknown what roles his wives and concubines will play at that time, and whether they will betray him and his son.

With Ying Tianxing's personality, if everyone in Qingjing Peak was fine, he wouldn't want to be in the spotlight. The source of the problem is Nangong Chiyang.

Si Qingyu said nothing. That day, he made some candied haws as a snack for everyone.

The one with Ying Tianxing has the most frosting.

At dinner time, Long Cenyue and Lu Xiangxiang also came to Qingjing Peak to eat.

At the dinner table, messages kept coming in Bai Wuchang’s small messaging group of the six major sects, and an emergency meeting was started.

Bai Wuchang was very annoyed by this meaningless meeting. She glanced at Hua Wuying who was putting the blame on her, and seeing him eating so happily, she got so angry that she played the voice message in the small group on the spot to take revenge on Hua Wuying.

The voice of the Tiangan Sect's leader rang out over the dinner table, "According to the rankings of the last sect competition, this year, the Renxin Sect will still host the first round.

What does Sect Leader Bai think? "

Bai Wuchang had food in his mouth and said vaguely, "I don't have any ideas. The secret realm I made last time can still be used, so let's just leave it as it is."

Seeing the disciples looking at her, Bai Wuchang said unhappily, "What are you looking at? If your master hadn't been so shameless and forced me to be the sect leader, this crappy job would have been his.

Meetings every day! Meetings every day!

The quarrels have made me unable to eat, can't I share the pain?"

Si Qingyu felt that Bai Wuchang was undoubtedly a real office slave at work.

It's just... quite pitiful.

The disciples nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, yes, Master, please do as you please."

According to past practice, the sect competition consists of six levels and six secret realms.

There are six major sects, and each sect will go through a level according to the ranking. The last person will go through first, and then the others will go through in order.

This ensures that each sect can take advantage of its own strengths once, and everyone gets a chance to shine.

The disciples are ranked according to their points, and then the total points are calculated.

Except for the Renxin Sect, which is responsible for identifying medicines, treating diseases, and refining pills, the other levels require some combat skills.

The Renxin Sect is composed entirely of medical practitioners and cannot fight, so they are ranked last every year and they are the ones who pass the first level every year.

The leader of Rongzhu Sect suggested, "Xiaobai, can you not talk about all pharmacology, alchemy and healing techniques?

The other five sects have absolutely no place to display their talents!"

The leader of the Le Ling Sect also said, "That's right, Xiao Bai, even if our Le Ling Sect is not good at fighting, we will send some monsters and puppets in.

If you still stick to the old model, it will be completely meaningless to the other five sects."

The leader of Bailian Sect said, "If it is still the same as last year, our Bailian Sect will give up at the first level."

Zhong Lishang said in a gentle voice, "In my opinion, we should keep the Renxin Sect's specialty.

If they really release puppets and monsters in the first stage, the Renxin Sect might not be able to perform.

If the operation is not done properly and the score gap is too big, wouldn't Renxin Sect become the laughing stock of everyone? "

Bai Wuchang's eyes swept over Hua Wuying and the younger generation of disciples, and shouted in the group, "Zhongli old dog, don't think I can't hear you, you are a yin and yang of our Renxin Sect!

You are the laughing stock of everyone! You are!

Who are you looking down on?

I’m making this clear today, in the first round of the competition, we will also release monsters and puppets to fight against the monks.

Even with all this, we can still get a good ranking!

Renxin Sect will no longer be ranked last, otherwise... my senior brother will perform eating shit in public for you!!!"

Hua Wuying: “…”

Disciples: "..."