The Decent Fairies Won't Let Me Go

Some time ago, Qian Ling became a waste overnight, but everyone knew it.

But now, Qian Ling has exploded with such a terrifying innate aura...

Could it be that they have been wrong all this time?

That's right... Their senior sister is a genius after all, how could the genius who fell before them fall in the true sense...

All of this is just an illusion.

After figuring it out, these disciples looked at the two people on the broken bridge with great interest.

Sitting on a lotus flower, the younger senior sister whispered to the older senior sister beside her.

"Senior Sister, it seems that Qian Ling's cultivation has been restored long ago, but his fiancé came to divorce without knowing it... Senior Sister, tell me, what interesting scene will happen next?"

The slightly older senior sister stroked her forehead and spoke helplessly.

"With Senior Sister Qianling's character, she must be fighting..." "This is true innate aura..."

Feeling the imposing manner emerging from Qian Ling, the elders sitting on the high platform were a little dull, but more puzzled.

Obviously, during the test some time ago, it was almost certain that Qian Ling was useless.

But now, it seems that not only has it recovered, but it also seems to be stronger than before.

This gets a little weird.

"Little Qianling..."

Xia Yilin looked at Qianling, her voice was a little choked, but the next moment she suddenly laughed loudly and said: "Since you have recovered, little Qianling, then hold your destiny firmly in your hands, and you don't have to worry about the other party's identity." And Gu Ji, no matter what happens, I will stand by your side and support you!!"

Before Qian Ling could say anything, the Second Elder beside Xia Yilin couldn't sit still, and immediately reminded her.

"If you mess around, Xiaoyaoyi's side..."

However, before Qu Changyou finished speaking, Xia Yilin's fierce aura emerged from her body, and blocked her mouth.

Xia Yilin couldn't stop talking and threatened in a cold voice: "Old witch, this matter is about my face. If you dare to talk too much, no wonder I'm fighting here."

Qu Changyou listened to Xia Yilin's threatening words, and knew that with his junior sister's impulsiveness, he might do anything anyway.

She thought about it for a moment, but she didn't want to make matters worse, and then she spoke with some helplessness.

"Since this matter was started by these two young people, let these two young people handle it by themselves according to your opinion, but I will also put my words first and let it go. If something goes wrong If so, don't blame me for not reminding you!"

After finishing speaking, Qu Changyou closed his mouth, thinking that he really didn't want to pay attention to this matter.

Xia Yilin looked at the other elders, and found that there was no objection from the rest of the elders, so she cast her eyes on the high platform with confidence.

At this time, the divorcee was looking directly at the couple with extremely sharp eyes.

On the other side of the broken bridge, Su Qianye felt the innate aura that suddenly emerged from Qian Ling's body, and after a little thought in his heart, he guessed the ins and outs of the matter.

It seems that the golden finger of the protagonist of Destiny has already appeared, but the time has come before his divorce.

This is undoubtedly a variable in his plan.

Su Qianye didn't know if this was the so-called halo of the protagonist working in secret.

Anyway, his plan is already being implemented, so there is no reason to give up halfway!

After figuring it out, Su Qianye still had that defiant look, and said contemptuously to Qian, "Why, do you still want to prove that you are not a good-for-nothing?"

"Let me tell you clearly that even if you are cultivated now, in my eyes, you are just a waste. A waste like you does not deserve to be taken away by me."

Su Qianye's sarcasm was undisguised, and hit Qian Ling's stubborn heart directly.

Qian Ling took a deep breath, and a cold light flashed in her eyes!

The next moment, she took out the weapon she carried with her.

She held the snake-shaped soft sword in her hand, and the long blade slowly surrounded her with a sharp and solemn aura.

"Whether it's trash, you can only know if you compare it!"

"is it?"

A cloud of black air appeared in Su Qianye's hand, and when the black air dissipated, a long sword emitting black light quietly appeared in his right hand.

"If you win, I will take back the idea of ​​retiring the engagement, and I will naturally take you back to the Jiange to fulfill the engagement. But if you lose, then you'd better be a good-for-nothing in your love valley!"

After the words fell, Su Qianye swayed and jumped onto the center of the broken bridge first, floating on the lotus in midair.

"Heh!" Qian Ling sneered, and jumped onto the lotus flower in the center of the broken bridge, not forgetting to correct Su Qianye's words at the same time.

"Su Qianye, everything you say is right if you win. But if you lose, then I need you to promise me that you will voluntarily abandon your identity as Jiange and join me in the Valley of Love!!"

Su Qianye was obviously amused by Qian Ling's words, but since the other party dared to bring it up, he would naturally not let go of the opportunity to boost the protagonist's spirit.

"It's really shameless...but I accept your proposal!"

While speaking, Su Qianye launched his own offensive.

As for the so-called courtesy before soldiers?

Don't be ridiculous, this is a cruel world, only the first strike is king!

Facing Su Qianye's preemptive attack, Qian Ling only had to react in an instant, and made corresponding greeting moves.

Qian Ling's soft sword is seven feet long (2.33 meters), this is not a weapon length that ordinary people can handle, but she can use it with ease.

Therefore, under the limitation of the attack distance, before Su Qianye had time to get close to the opponent, he was separated by the opponent's light sword skills seven feet away.

"This move is indeed as strange as the rumors say."

Su Qianye muttered to himself.

His sword is not as long as the opponent!

In the case of a small difference in aura, this kind of absolute disadvantage in attack distance, if it is put on ordinary people, it is probably really cool.

However, he, Su Qianye, is not an ordinary person, but the most professional villain in the universe.

As a villain, he naturally has his own coping strategies.

Since the opponent's seven-foot long sword is longer than his, wouldn't he be able to avoid the opponent's strengths and use his own weaknesses...

After figuring out the strategy to deal with it, Su Qianye slightly shook his small hand, intentionally selling a loophole.

"Chance!"

Qian Ling, who was focused on the confrontation, subconsciously caught this flaw, and just took advantage of her own weapon length in an instant to wrap the opponent's long sword with a soft sword, making it impossible to swing it.

It's a pity that Qian Ling, who thought she was an opportunist, was finally deceived.

I saw that Su Qianye, who had the weapon in his right hand fixed, decisively gave up the sword in his right hand.

Then, before Qian Ling could react, she quickly approached the opponent. At the same time, at some point in Su Qianye's left hand, a dagger exuding a faint black air appeared.

Without any hesitation, Su Qianye held the short sword in his left hand and stabbed it directly into Qian Ling's chest.

"puff!"

The sound of blood and flesh tearing came out, which was particularly harsh in the silent tea party.

Qian Ling's eyes widened, looking at Su Qianye's evil smile that almost stuck to her face, she suddenly felt deeply powerless.

She lost.

The tearing pain in her chest seemed to be mocking her weakness and incompetence, which made her extremely unwilling, but in the face of the facts, no matter how unwilling she was, she still lost in the end.

"Little Qianling!!"

At the same time that Qian Ling was stabbed.

On the high platform, Xia Yilin's eyes were angry, and then a frenzy of spiritual energy that was as terrifying as an endless deep sea emerged from her body.

This terrifying spiritual pressure only appeared for a moment, and all the ordinary disciples at the tea party couldn't help but feel a chill.

Is this the strength of the Fifth Elder?

The spiritual pressure accompanied by the spiritual energy seems to be directly pressed in the depths of their souls.

It's really scary, really scary...

Just when the disciples felt that they were falling into an endless abyss, the First Elder and the Second Elder attacked almost at the same time, using more powerful spiritual energy to suppress Xia Yilin.

"What are you doing!? Didn't you see that little Qianling was stabbed by that despicable brat?"

Xia Yilin, who was restrained by a more powerful aura, looked at the two elders who controlled her with incomparable resentment.

"Junior Sister, calm down! This is just a duel. Although Su Qianye's attack is fierce, but this sword does not hit a vital point, and will not hurt Qianling's life. Moreover, I believe that as a genius of Jiange, He has that measure."

While controlling the furious Xia Yilin, the Great Elder tried his best to persuade him.

The Second Elder Qu Changyou also said helplessly: "Xia Yilin, I told you just now that if something goes wrong, you will have to bear it yourself, so please be more rational and don't be overwhelmed by anger."

Xia Yilin was unable to move under the pressure of the two elders' common aura. In desperation, she had no choice but to watch the situation on the field worriedly.

"Little Qianling..."

At this time, on the stage in the shape of a lotus flower, Qian Ling could naturally feel the aura that emerged from her book when she was stabbed.

Seeing the charming smiling face so close at hand, Qian Ling closed her eyes slightly, and a question quietly arose in her mind.

Did she really lose?

Not necessarily!

There are no detailed rules for winning or losing in this competition.

That is to say, losing is only her psychological effect. She still has spiritual power, and she has not lost her combat ability. Just being stabbed with a sword cannot be used as the basis for her failure...

Just when Su Qianye felt that Qian Ling would lose her fighting spirit for a short time, she was about to pat her ass to end this farce.

Qian Ling in front of him suddenly opened her eyes, and a cold light flashed on her neck.

Just when Su Qianye was a little dazed, Qian Ling suddenly moved!

I saw that she used her left hand to fix Su Qianye's left hand that was stabbing her, making it impossible for Su Qianye to draw out the black short sword that was stabbing her.

Immediately afterwards, Qian Ling started to swing the soft sword in her other hand.

Under Qian Ling's swing, Su Qianye's entangled black long sword suddenly turned an angle, and pierced Su Qianye's back with a flash of light.

"You haven't given up yet?"