Come and clean me up!

Yu Lingjing's eyelids were sore, she blinked, her expression froze for a moment.

"Wake up," Lu Yuanxiu sat on a nearby rock, raised the gleaming spirit stone in his hand: "I recorded it with the recording stone."

Yu Lingjing: "Give it to me!!!"

Bastard!

He rushed towards him with a ferocious face, but Lu Yuanxiu dodged sideways, calmly.

When Yu Liyu and Yan Dushu rushed over, they could only see the sound of the flute surrounding them, and the two actually fought with swords and swords in the woods. The surrounding spiritual power erupted, and the scene was extremely hot.

Yan Dushu shook his head, weeping bitterly: "We are both Qingdan sects, why are we so anxious to meet each other, alas! How can they treat the friendship of the same sect as nothing, it's sad!"

Yu Liyu looked indifferently, and went to look for the sound of the flute.

The sound of the flute in his ear gradually weakened, Yu Lingjing gritted his teeth and stopped Zhanxiu, and hurried away.

When a few people arrived, the last sound of the flute dissipated in the air, and on the ground, among the blooming white flowers, a road stained with blood was reflected.

At the end of the road, there was a woman with no blood lying quietly. It was the Qian Shuyao Yu Lingjing had seen during the day. In her right hand, she held a blood-stained spirit sword.

Yan Dushu said: "It's been a while since I died, the sound of the flute that just disappeared, could it be that it deliberately lured us here?"

Yu Liyu glanced at the spirit sword that fell to the ground, and said disgustedly: "Someone has to collect the corpse, isn't it? It's still so annoying,"

He said, snorted coldly, strode away, and Yan Dushu chased after him with a dazed expression, "What are you talking about, can't you explain it clearly, maybe you still want to force me to spy on the secret."

Yu Lingjing squatted down, Qian Shuyao's fatal wound was on her neck, and the blood had solidified at this time.

He stretched out his hand to probe, and a loud shout came from his ear: "Stop! Let go of Junior Sister Qian!"

A group of Xianchen sect disciples rushed over and surrounded the two of them. Seeing Qian Shuyao's appearance, the leading female cultivator drew her sword angrily and pointed at them: "Catch them!"

Yu Lingjing spread her hands and said, "Misunderstanding, it's not us, this... eh? Senior Sister Fan?"

Fan Miaoling was taken aback, frowned, stared at Yu Lingjing carefully, her eyes widened suddenly, the spirit sword in her hand trembled, and the light of the sword became even stronger.

The other disciples saw that the senior sister's expression was different, and said cautiously: "Senior sister, what is this?"

With a dark face, Fan Miaoling squeezed out a few words between her teeth, and concluded concisely: "Yu Lingjing, the suzerain's nephew!"

The menacing disciples were startled: "..."

This is the little devil who bathes in their Holy White Pool, eats barbecue in Ice Sendai, puts caterpillars in the tea for the elders... and is spoiled by the suzerain to be lawless? !

Fan Miaoling recalled the dire situation that year, and said with a cold face: "I won't listen to your one-sided words, come with me."

As she spoke, she stepped closer and was suddenly blocked by a spirit sword.

Fan Miaoling stared at the aura surrounding the sword, frowned, and looked at Lu Yuanxiu: "Want to make a move?"

Lu Yuanxiu said, "She committed suicide."

Fan Miaoling was furious: "Absurd! It's just a one-sided statement, how could Junior Sister Qian commit suicide when she was so good?!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yu Lingjing pressed down on the broken thorn: "Senior Sister Fan, we are all here looking for the sound of the flute. We are just one step ahead of you. Your junior sister is still lying on the ground. This place is far away from the Xianchen Sect." Not far, why not take her back first."

Fan Miaoling nodded coldly, "But you have to follow."

"Okay, I was going to visit my uncle." Yu Lingjing shrugged her shoulders indifferently, turned her head, and suddenly realized that Lu Yuanxiu had withdrawn his sword and left, and was immediately anxious.

He swished and stopped in front of Lu Yuanxiu: "No, you can't go!"

Lu Yuanxiu raised an eyebrow: "Why?"

Yu Lingjing gritted her teeth and stretched out her hands: "Recording Stone, my reputation cannot be ruined by you!"

The corners of Lu Yuanxiu's lips twitched, and he whispered two words: "Dream."

Then, with a flash of his figure, he disappeared in front of Yu Lingjing in an instant.

Yu Lingjing's eyes widened: "...Come back!"

He was about to chase after him, when a spirit sword lay in front of him, Fan Miaoling gloated and said, "Where are you going, Lingjing, follow me to Xianchen Sect."

Being stopped by this, Yu Lingjing couldn't catch up with him, her face was flushed with anger, and she rushed all the way to Xianchenzong with murderous intent.

Some disciples went to report, and the group of them waited at Xianniao Terrace, above which was the suzerain's main hall.

Logically speaking, such things should not be notified to the head, but when Yu Lingjing came, thinking about how much their lord attached to him, the disciple who had experienced the little devil stirring up the wind and rain that year hurried to the main hall.

Fan Miaoling snorted coldly at Yu Lingjing, and pointed to the cold jade stone under her feet: "You know, when we heard the news that you were going to join the sect, all our disciples knelt here to plead for orders and resolutely resist you from joining our Xianchen sect! Lingjing, are you ashamed?!"

Yu Lingjing was still depressed about the record stone that Lu Yuanxiu had taken away, and she gritted her teeth, and said, "I join the sect? Isn't there still four major sects? Why are you so excited? Besides, if I want to Come in, there's no point in begging for your life!"

"Brat, you are too arrogant!!"

Fan Miaoling was so furious that she almost raised her sword, but fortunately she was stopped in time by the younger brother behind her.

Yu Lingjing pursed her lips, and said lazily, "I didn't kill anyone, and I didn't set fire to it. You guys have been arguing with a seven-year-old for so many years, so show some face."

Fan Miaoling shouted angrily: "How dare you say you didn't set fire?? You didn't burn Yingxia Ridge?!"

"I'd have forgotten if you didn't tell me," Yu Lingjing smiled lightly, looking at her with cold eyes: "Try if you are trapped inside for a few days and nights, if I don't set fire to attract people to rescue me, I will be starved." died."

Fan Miaoling frowned, where did she start, she only knew that Yu Lingjing was domineering all day long, relying on the suzerain to cause trouble everywhere, causing complaints from the Xianchen sect, could it be that there is something hidden?

Just thinking about this, she shook her head vigorously, "How is that possible! Don't be fooled by this little devil!"

Yu Lingjing didn't say any more, at this moment, the aura suddenly shrank on the Xianyou Stage.

A slender figure, a handsome man dressed in black stripes and decorated with red plums, suddenly stepped out of the void, hooked Yu Lingjing into his arms, rubbed him, and patted him on the shoulder vigorously.

"Little bastard who can't raise fat, he really has no heart! Finally remembered that you have an uncle?!"

Yu Lingjing held her breath, and was about to break free from Zhang Duoyu's chest: "Let go! Bullying me is not as good as you, is it?!"

"Oh, I'm not short-tempered at all, not bad, not bad, I'm relieved." Zhang Duoyu laughed and let go.

Disciple Xianchen surrounded the audience, except for Fan Miaoling who raised her eyebrows and looked familiar, all the other disciples were stunned.

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Is this their majestic and domineering suzerain who shattered the Pillar of Sadness with one palm and scared the big devil who came to make trouble? !

The innocent and lovely new disciples opened their ignorant eyes, doubted life for a moment, and finally came to the conclusion that they are all uncles of other people's family!

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Thank you for the nutrient solution of "Shui Jing Ruan Ran", Bi Xinhou (≧▽≦)~