Don't mess with the little apprentice sister! She is greedy and immoral

As soon as Qin Zhen finished speaking, the little paper figurine seemed to have heard her voice and quickly reached out to pull her sleeve.

This little paper figurine was somewhat different from the little paper figurines Qin Zhen usually cut out with talisman paper.

Although it is still a cute stick figure outline, the simple facial features are clearly drawn on the face with ink.

Similar to emoticons like “（●▽●）”.

Looks a bit silly.

Moreover, these pair of black eyes, which look like ink dots, can blink.

Seeing that Qin Zhen's attention was on him, the little red paper man shook, then swayed and floated out from the crack in the door.

Seeing that Qin Zhen didn't catch up, it poked its little head back through the crack in the door.

She blinked her big eyes and then fanned her little hands, as if greeting her.

Seeing that Qin Zhen didn't move, the expression on his face quickly changed to "（▼3▼）", as if he was pouting in grievance.

It was the first time that Qin Zhen saw grievance on the face of a paper man.

"Elder Mu?"

Qin Zhen subconsciously asked Mu Guiyi for instructions.

"Follow." Mu Guiyi made a decision quickly.

"it is good."

Qin Zhen quickly opened the door and followed the little paper man.

Seeing this, Mu Guiyi was about to catch up, when he saw Sect Master Yue of Linglong Terrace and the Master of Xuanji Tower, both of them hurried over.

The little paper figure was very clever. When it sensed someone approaching, it pulled open Qin Zhen's collar and crawled into her neck.

"You two, are you going out?" Linglongtai's Yue Sect Master asked upon seeing this.

Mu Guiyi nodded, but had no intention of elaborating.

"The situation over there in Lingyun is not good. Could Elder Mu please take the time to come to our courtyard and take a look?"

The owner of Xuanji Tower was in a hurry and didn't care about etiquette and went straight to the point.

"The poison in his body should have been cleared, what's the situation now?"

Mu Guiyi was a medical practitioner after all, so when he heard that there was something wrong with the previous patient, he asked a few more questions.

Sect Master Yue replied, "The host just asked me to go over and take a look. I didn't see anything wrong, but Ling Yun did suddenly fall into a coma. I tried many methods, but not only did he not wake up, he also suddenly developed a high fever."

Mu Guiyi glanced at Qin Zhen hesitantly.

Qin Zhen quickly waved her hand and said, "Elder Mu, you go check on Ling Yun. I'll just walk around by myself. Don't worry, the teleportation talisman you gave me is still there. If anything happens, I'll teleport back to you immediately."

"Well, it's late at night. Don't go anywhere too dangerous. Come back early."

Because there were outsiders here, Mu Guiyi couldn't make his words very clear.

But Qin Zhen still understood what he meant. He was telling her not to act rashly if she encountered danger and to come back to find someone.

"Do not worry."

Mu Guiyi quickly followed the owner of Xuanji Tower and left.

Qin Zhen thought about her current situation of being exhausted of spiritual energy, looked around, and then called out, "Third Senior Brother?"

Ning Po appeared quickly, like a silent shadow, and landed directly beside Qin Zhen.

"exist."

"The paper figure given by Elder Fuyao seems to be taking me somewhere. Do you want to come with me?"

Ning Po naturally knew Qin Zhen's current situation, and nodded directly: "Okay."

The little paper man seemed to recognize Ning Po, and flew in front of him like a little butterfly.

"?"

Ning Po looked at the little paper figure in confusion, not understanding what it wanted to do.

The next second, the little paper man pounced on Ning Po's face.

Then he rubbed it again and again.

"Third Brother, is this paper man teasing you?"

Qin Zhen was stunned watching from the side.

As expected of Elder Fu Yao, even the paper figures are so unserious.

Ning Po speechlessly tore the little paper man off his face. He seemed to be used to being teased like this, and he didn't show any extra expression.

He just said coldly: "Lead the way."

The little paper man then flew forward happily, taking the two people in one direction.

"this road……"

Qin Zhen followed behind the little paper man, and her brows furrowed more deeply as she walked.

It’s not because the road is so dangerous or unfamiliar.

But because-

"It looks like we're going to the place where the Immortal Sect Competition is held."

Ning Po also recognized this road.

Why go there?

A thought flashed through Qin Zhen's mind, and she subconsciously paused in surprise.

"what happened?"

"I was just wondering, is there any deep meaning behind the Immortal Sect Competition being held there? Also, there was a mysterious person who didn't allow me to kill anyone before the Immortal Sect Competition, so he turned back the time of those Tianyan Sect disciples for this reason."

Is it to make sure everyone is there at that time and place?

"Just go and take a look and you will know."

Ning Po was calm.

Qin Zhen nodded, and then took out several kinds of food from her Qiankun Ring.

"Just to add, just in case."

Qin Zhen said this and gave Ning Po some food.

The two people continued to follow the little paper man while eating.

If it weren't for the creepy night, it would really feel like a picnic.

……

at the same time.

In the Xuanling territory.

Jingxing slowly opened his eyes.

Around him were weapons that had lost their masters. They were unwilling to even show their edge to outsiders and looked somewhat rusty.

But these are not the most important things. What is important is that Jingxing found himself frozen in a block of ice.

It was not ordinary ice, but a thick demonic power, like an invisible chain, that bound him inside.

And his good friend Jingde was standing outside the ice.

Seeing him open his eyes, he greeted Jingxing as usual: "Are you awake?"

Jingxing met Jingde's eyes: "Why are you here?"

"It's your last journey. As your brother, I have to come and see you off."

Jingxing didn't say anything. He didn't know what to say to the person in front of him.

But Jingde didn't seem to care about all this. He supported himself with one hand on the ice and looked into Jingxing's eyes.

"Jingxing, have I ever told you that I actually hate you?"

"……I know."

Jingde was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then he laughed at himself and said, "That's exactly what I hate."

Jingxing: “Sorry.”

"What are you sorry for? Sorry that you are so smart that you can easily see into a person's heart? Or sorry that you stole my father? Or sorry that you clearly saw through my identity but never exposed it?"

Without waiting for Jingxing to speak, Jingde pulled the corner of his mouth in self-mockery: "I am so great that I need you to apologize."

Jingxing, who has always been eloquent, remained silent this time.

"I should hate you, but now you are dying and I can't bear to let you go. Am I a cheapskate?"