I've been reborn, who still chases the school hunk?

Under the sky dyed red by the setting sun, the outline of the Qianlan Mountains looks mysterious and majestic. The mountain breeze blows gently, bringing a bit of coolness, but also mixed with the unique freshness and fragrance of the mountains. In this ancient mountain range, a life-and-death contest is quietly unfolding.

"Yao'er, run! Don't look back!" Elder Ji's white robe was stained with blood, which was the trace left when she fought with the enemy. Every drop of blood was like a dazzling red flower, which made people feel heartbroken. Her long hair was scattered in the wind, and her eyes were shining with determination and reluctance.

She used all her strength to push Lu Murongzi out of the danger zone. Her arm broke with a crisp and heartbreaking sound, and then she fell heavily to the ground, with dust flying, reflecting her painful and distorted face. "Master!" Murongzi witnessed this scene, her eyes were red and her heart was broken. Elder Ji's pain seemed to be transmitted to her heart, but she was helpless and could only cover her mouth and cry, her face full of despair and helplessness.

The root of all this was Murongzi's willfulness. She wanted to go to Qianlan Mountains to find her lost aunt, but she never expected that this decision would cause the deaths of her fellow apprentices and sisters, and her master was also seriously injured. At this moment, her heart was filled with regret and self-blame. If time could go back, she would never make such an impulsive choice.

"Humph, you want to run? I won't stop you." Meng Xiaoqing was wearing a green tube-top dress and smiling seductively, but her smile was filled with coldness and disdain. "But at least we know each other and are from the same hometown. Your master is also my master, so I will naturally take good care of her." Her voice was full of sarcasm and provocation, as if everything was under her control.

"Hehe, I heard that Shuiyue Palace is full of old virgins. Are you one of them, Master? It's a pity that you haven't tasted a man in such a beautiful age." Meng Xiaoqing's words were like a sharp blade, cutting into Murongzi's heart. She couldn't believe that Meng Xiaoqing, who was once friendly, had become so vicious and strange.

Everything has changed since he met Meng Xiaoqing in the beast tide. Not only did she join the two-star sect Hehuan Sect, she was also promoted to three stars and became a saint, and her cultivation was far beyond his own. Now she is coming with a powerful spiritual master, which is simply unstoppable. The grudge between the two will inevitably be a fierce battle once they meet. Most of the sisters died at the hands of Meng Xiaoqing and suffered humiliation. Murongzi's heart hurt as if it was cut by a knife. Now Meng Xiaoqing even wants to insult her master. How could she escape alone?

"Yao'er, don't worry about me, run! The farther the better!" Elder Ji held the sword in her left hand. Although she was forced to retreat again and again by the middle-aged man, she still shouted loudly, her voice full of determination and firmness. Her sword flashed, and every swing seemed to be the last bloom of her life.

"Tsk tsk, what a deep relationship between master and disciple! If you are willing to please me, I might consider digging a pit for you to bury." The middle-aged man licked his lips obscenely, his eyes full of greed and evil, as if he wanted to absorb Elder Ji's skills to improve his own cultivation. His laughter echoed in the valley, sounding particularly harsh and gloomy.

Elder Ji grew up in Shuiyue Palace and later became an elder. When had she ever suffered such humiliation? Her heart was dead, and she only had deep concern for her disciple. She didn't want Murong Zi to see her being humiliated, and she didn't want her to be in danger.

"Yao'er, run! Run far away, don't think about revenge!" Elder Ji shouted again, her voice was a little hoarse, but the determination and love in it were not diminished at all. Suddenly, she stabbed her dantian with a sword, choosing to die rather than surrender. Her action was so resolute, as if she was using her life to defend the last dignity.

"Master!" Murongzi cried out. She had never thought that her master would end her life in this way. Her master threatened to die, how could she dare to go against her will? She could only turn around and run away in pain, her tears drifting in the wind, turning into pieces of broken heart petals.

Meng Xiaoqing and the others were also shocked by Elder Ji's stubbornness. They didn't expect that she would destroy her own Dantian before she died. The Hehuan Sect's practice requires a man and a woman to practice together to improve their cultivation. Now that Elder Ji's Dantian has been destroyed, it is no longer of any value to the Hehuan Sect. They looked at each other, and for a moment they were a little overwhelmed.

"Bitch, since the master is dead, you should take her place!" The middle-aged man chased after Lu Murongzi in anger. There was a crazy flame flashing in his eyes, as if he wanted to burn all obstacles to ashes.

Meng Xiaoqing watched all this with a perverted smile on her face. Her dream was finally coming true, how could she not be happy? She looked at the figure of the middle-aged man chasing Murong Zi, and a strange arc appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Murong Zi was caught by the middle-aged man before she ran far. Facing the pressure of a high-level spiritual image, how could she, a one-star great spiritual master, escape? She was caught and it hurt, but she was powerless to resist. Her eyes were full of despair and fear, as if she had seen her own tragic fate.

Just when she was in despair, she caught a glimpse of a figure resting with eyes closed beside an ancient tree. It was a woman dressed in black, with a cold and mysterious face, as if she had merged with the mountains. She pleaded as if she had grasped the last straw, "Sister, save me!" Her voice was weak, but full of the desire to survive.

The middle-aged man was immersed in the joy of getting the beauty and didn't notice Ying's existence at all. He only reacted after hearing Murongzi's cry for help. When he saw Ying's figure, he couldn't help but be amazed. He had never seen such a beautiful and mysterious woman, and for a moment he was a little moved.

"I am so lucky to meet such a beautiful woman!" A young man rushed over impatiently, wanting to have a kiss. His eyes were full of greed and desire, as if he had already regarded the clothes as something in his pocket.

"I won't interfere in your grievances, and don't disturb my peace!" Ying said coldly without even opening her eyes. Although her voice was plain, it revealed an unquestionable majesty and indifference.

"Hehe, don't worry about it, just enjoy the present moment." The young man smiled obscenely and prepared to attack Ying. He thought Ying was just an ordinary woman and had no idea what kind of danger she was about to face.

But Ying's speed was amazing. She moved to the young man in an instant, grabbed his neck and twisted it gently, killing him. Her movements were so smooth and natural, as if she was just doing a trivial thing.

The middle-aged man was shocked when he saw this. He didn't expect Ying to be so swift and cruel. The people from the Hehuan Sect also gathered around immediately and looked at Ying vigilantly. They knew that there were many hidden talents in the Qianlan Mountains, so they didn't dare to provoke trouble easily.

"Who are you?" Meng Xiaoqing looked at Ying's beauty with jealousy and questioned. Her heart was filled with resentment and anger. Why would a woman more beautiful than herself appear?

But before she could finish, she was punched away by Ying. Ying's power was so strong that it seemed to be able to destroy all obstacles. Meng Xiaoqing drew an arc in the air, then fell heavily to the ground, spitting blood.

Ying is actually the deputy master of the Dark Demon Hall and one of the top masters in the Eastern Region. Although she is under the control of Lu Xuanxin's slave seal, her nature remains unchanged. She is cold and powerful, and never manipulated by anyone.

Seeing this, the people from the Hehuan Sect retreated in fear. Only one young man tried to remain calm and asked, "Why are you hurting people for no reason?" Although his voice was trembling, he tried his best to remain calm.

But just as he finished speaking, he was hit by Ying again, and his defense was as fragile as paper. He fell to the ground, groaning in pain, his eyes filled with fear and despair.

Everyone was terrified and silent when they saw this. They knew that this woman was not someone to be trifled with. Her power and mystery made them feel unprecedented pressure and anxiety.

"Sister, please save me!" Murongzi struggled to ask Ying for help, her eyes full of hope and desire. She knew that only Ying could save her from this dangerous situation.

But Ying seemed to have heard nothing and continued to go back to the tree to rest. Her face was still cold and mysterious, as if she was isolated from the world. Murongzi's heart was full of disappointment and helplessness, but she knew that she could not give up hope of survival. She had to find a way to escape from this dangerous place and avenge herself and her master.

In the ancient and mysterious Qianlan Mountains, the setting sun poured down like molten gold, dyeing the mountains a brilliant fiery red. The mountain breeze blew gently, bringing a bit of coolness and freshness, as if it could wash away the dust in people's hearts. However, beneath this beautiful scenery, there is an undercurrent of a life-and-death struggle.

Lu Murongzi was disheartened. Seeing Meng Xiaoqing's hideous face reappear, she had the idea of ​​dying. She thought that it would be better to be freed earlier than being humiliated. It was a pity that she had no news about her aunt and sister Xuanxin. There was a gleam of despair in her eyes, as if she had seen her own tragic fate.

"Bitch, you want to learn your mother's tricks? Dream on!" The middle-aged man who dragged her away saw through her thoughts and held her down to prevent her from moving. "Just enjoy it!" His face was filled with a ferocious smile, as if he had already regarded Murong Zi as his own.

Seeing Ying ignoring everything on the side, the middle-aged man became bolder. He secretly glanced at Ying, then grabbed Lu Murongzi and tried to run away. His heart was filled with greed and desire, as if he had everything in his hands.

However, at this moment, a woman's cry suddenly rang out from all directions: "Stop! Let her go!" The voice was clear and firm, attracting everyone's attention. Even Ying, who had been resting with her eyes closed, opened her eyes. There was a cold light flashing in her eyes, as if she could see through everything.

"Hey? Here comes another woman? Although she doesn't look that good, she looks like a virgin, so it's OK. Eh? How come she doesn't have any cultivation?" When everyone saw that the woman was plain-looking and had no cultivation, their interest immediately waned. They showed disdain and mockery on their faces, as if they had already regarded this woman as a plaything.

"Get out of here! How dare you meddle in other people's business? If you piss me off, you'll have to pay with your innocent body!" A young man shouted impatiently. For them, appearance is secondary, and cultivation is the most important. His eyes flashed with greed and evil, as if he had already regarded this woman as his own possession.

However, before he could finish his words, his neck was grabbed by someone. He turned his head and saw Ying's cold face close to him, which frightened him to death. His lips trembled as he said, "I... I didn't offend you!" His face was as pale as paper, and he had no idea when he had offended this evil star. Ying was so fast that he didn't even notice how she came over.

Ying didn't say anything, but with a little force, the young man's neck broke with a "crack". Then she turned and walked in front of Lu Xuanxin, bowed her head and respectfully called out: "Miss!" Although her voice was plain, it revealed an unquestionable majesty and loyalty.

Although Lu Xuanxin had changed her appearance, she recognized her master at a glance because of the slave seal. A strange color flashed in her eyes, as if she was satisfied with Ying's loyalty and strength. Everyone was shocked when they saw this, and then they understood how the young man died. Everyone's eyes were focused on Lu Xuanxin, wanting to know where she came from.

"Save her." Lu Xuanxin said coldly, her eyes fell on Murongzi. A complex light flashed in her eyes, as if she saw the tenacity and indomitable spirit in Murongzi.

The middle-aged man's face changed drastically when he heard this, and his hand holding Lu Murongzi began to tremble. He knew that he had offended someone he shouldn't have offended, and his heart was filled with fear and despair.

"Miss, we don't know who you are, and we didn't mean to offend you. Please don't meddle in other people's business." Ying stood still, she didn't want to get involved in this matter. Although her voice was plain, it revealed an unquestionable majesty and indifference.