The family is full of villains, and the little apprentice sister is going crazy!

"Junior sister? Are you hurt?" Ye Jinse went to Song Lanyue's side and asked with concern.

"Senior Sister, why don't you ask me?" Wen Jing asked jealously.

Ye Jinse gave Wen Jing a warning look, which scared him so much that he dared not speak again.

"Wen Jing, you've really made it. It's ok for you to run around all day, but if anything happens to Junior Sister, I'll kill you!"

Zhu Yunqing raised his hand without any hesitation and was about to slap Wen Jing on the head, but he disappeared in the next second.

In the distance, he could hear his suicidal voice: "Hey! Fourth Brother! You can't catch up with me~"

"Once I catch you, you'll be dead!" Zhu Yunqing gritted his teeth and immediately chased after him.

Ye Jinse was already accustomed to this. Whenever Zhu Yunqing and Wen Jing came against each other, no matter how small the matter was, they would start a fight.

Song Lanyue felt very warm watching this scene and thought that this is how a family should be.

"Hey? Where's Master?"

Only then did she realize that Qingxuan was no longer there.

"I should go back and catch up on my sleep. That's what happens when you get older."

"Master should be around thirty years old, right?"

"Little Junior Sister, don't be fooled by appearances. Master is already a hundred years old."

Ye Jinse's words were shocking. Qingxuan looked gentle and elegant. He usually wore a plain long gown and often quarreled with others. He didn't look like a hundred years old at all.

But think about it, after all, he has seven disciples.

"Junior sister, how about I take you to the sword tomb in the back mountain to choose a sword tomorrow?" Ye Jinse had also seen Song Lanyue practicing sword swinging with a tree branch. Now that the matter had been settled, it was time to take the junior sister to choose a natal sword that suited her.

"Okay! Then Master, will you teach me?" She asked. After all, there was no sword cultivator in Qingyun Sect right now, so Master could only teach her the art of swordsmanship himself.

This question stumped Ye Jinse, "Master always leaves a few books in our collection for us to study on our own."

Good guy.

It turns out that all the disciples in Qingyun Sect are geniuses. Even without anyone teaching them, their cultivation is pretty good.

In this case, it seems that as long as you practice diligently, defeating the male and female protagonists will not be a problem!

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"Why are you here to join in the fun?"

Ye Jinse had been waiting for the sweet and soft little junior sister since early morning, but she didn't expect that the first person to arrive was the bad boy Wen Jing.

"Big sister, you really hurt my heart when you say that. I heard from my little sister that you were going to take her to the sword tomb to get the sword. I wanted to go to the back mountain to collect materials for making talismans, but you didn't take me with you."

"They even call it a good name, saying that we should be self-reliant."

Wen Jing talked incessantly.

"Can you compare with Junior Sister?" Ye Jinse rolled her eyes at Wen Jing.

Wen Jing: “…”

I feel like I'm asking for trouble.

When Song Lanyue came, Wen Jing saw the huge difference in the treatment. Ye Jinse, who originally had a gloomy face, immediately put on a smiling face when he saw Song Lanyue.

"Let's go, Senior Sister will take you there."

As they spoke, the two of them took off into the air and flew far away in an instant. Only the residual sound of Wen Jing's roar could be vaguely heard.

"Big sister! And me——"

In a moment, the two of them slowly landed on the ground, followed closely by Wen Jing who was chasing them.

This sword tomb was left over from five hundred years ago. Because it is located in the territory of Qingyun Sect, no one knows about this sword tomb.

"Junior sister, just pick a suitable sword."

Song Lanyue nodded and walked in.

The entire sword tomb is filled with swords, and each sword is covered with rust, and its original appearance cannot be seen.

Until she came to a certain position.

The sword seemed to become vibrating and uneasy, making a sword sound. The harsh sound almost took her away, but it attracted her attention.

She took two steps forward, grasped the hilt of the sword, and tried to pull it out.

The next second, the entire sword tomb became turbulent, and the sound of swords was even louder than before, as if it would pierce her eardrums. But when Song Lanyue turned around and saw that her eldest sister and sixth brother were normal, it seemed that only she could see and hear it.

She tried to pull it out but couldn't, so she clenched her hands, took a deep breath, and injected her own spiritual power.

The next second, the sword was drawn out!

The moment the sword was pulled out, Song Lanyue was carried away and the rusty sword carried her uncontrollably around the back mountain.

"Little junior sister!"

Ye Jinse and Wen Jing said in unison and immediately chased after him.

Song Lanyue grabbed the hilt of the sword tightly for fear of being thrown down. If she fell from this height, she would be doomed. The rusty sword seemed to notice Song Lanyue's fear and its speed increased, carrying her all over the air.

"Ahhh-"

She tried to control the rusty sword, but it was of no use, and she was held tightly in her hand.

Suddenly, an idea flashed through her mind.

She quietly used her spiritual energy to pierce her palm, and blood immediately flowed out. In an instant, Song Lanyue seemed to have some kind of telepathy.

"Stop it!"

As expected, the Rusty Sword really stopped her. Song Lanyue, who had just stood firm, felt her stomach churning.

"vomit--"

Song Lanyue looked at the sword lying on the ground and couldn't help but step on it.

"I told you to fly, why aren't you flying now?"

She cursed but still not satisfied, so she stepped on the sword and started jumping.

Rusty Sword finally couldn't stand it anymore and uttered a voice: "Damn human! I shouldn't have chosen you to be my master!"

Hearing this voice, she snorted a few times in dissatisfaction: "You didn't choose me, I chose you! Since you want to be my sword, you should obey my orders! How dare you play tricks on me!"

"If you continue to be so arrogant, I will throw you into the sword-forging pool and melt you!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Rusty Sword instantly became quiet.

Rusty Sword: I've behaved myself, please let me go!

Fortunately, she had read the original text. Generally, a very powerful sword must not only be pulled out, but also with one's own blood, which is equivalent to forming a kind of contract between the person and the sword. This is what the heroine did in the original text to find her natal sword.

Thinking of this, Song Lanyue stomped on the sword a few more times. Ye Jinse and Wen Jing, who were chasing after him, were stunned when they saw this scene.

Isn't that sword very powerful? How come it was stepped on by Junior Sister?

"Sister, Brother, you are here, look at my sword." She held up the sword and demonstrated it in front of the two of them, not forgetting to complain, "It's just a little ugly."

"It's definitely a bit ugly."

Wen Jing nodded in agreement.

The rusty sword vibrated in dissatisfaction, expressing its protest.

You are ugly! Your whole family is ugly!

"Go wash it in the Sword Washing Pool and it will look better." Although Ye Jinse could not see the original appearance of the Rusty Sword, she could tell at a glance that the sword had already given birth to a sword spirit, so it must be a good sword. She was originally worried that her junior sister would not be able to control it, but she did not expect that her junior sister was so powerful.

"Listen to Senior Sister! Let's go back quickly."