Senior Sister is always preventing me from being the villain

There is only one road to the Qinshan Colosseum, which can be easily identified by the footprints of the predecessors. The mountain road under the melting ice and snow is extremely muddy. Bai Fanfan hurriedly set off with the package prepared for her by the fairy sister earlier.

The weather in Qinshan is very strange. The day before was a storm and snow, but today the sun is shining brightly.

While walking in the shade of the giant tree, she couldn't help raising her hand to hold a small umbrella in front of her forehead.Just now, the sound of breaking wind blew across the top of his head, and when he looked up, the slender cloud pattern was densely arranged like a zebra crossing.

Flying with Yujian is good, if only I can practice myself...

Bai Fanfan stared at the endless muddy footprints, sighed softly, and was about to continue walking, when he heard another sound of breaking wind above his head, but unlike before, the sound did not go away, but disappeared suddenly on top of the head.

She raised her head upon hearing the sound, her eyes narrowed slightly by the sunlight.I saw a long silver sword hanging high above the sky, on which stood a monk in coarse cloth bunt, the other party lowered his head to look at him curiously, maybe he was afraid that he might not be able to see clearly, so he squatted down to observe carefully.

The cultivator looked upright, the corners of his eyes were slightly upturned, revealing a bit of cunning. The other party was dressed like a male cultivator, but when she spoke, she revealed her female identity: "Where are you going, little friend? Do you want my sister to take you?" Procedure."

Looking at it from this angle, it is difficult for people to ignore the slightly protruding double chin of the other party, Bai Fanfan raised his eyebrows and smiled and asked, "I don't know where my sister is going?"

"We're all in Qinshan. If I'm not mistaken, we're all going for the beast fighting event." Her eyes frankly turned around on the girl, "Where's your spiritual weapon? Are you going to walk?"

Bai Fanfan could hear the inquiry in her tone, even though it was his first time to wear the Immortal Cultivation Essay, he knew it was taboo to expose his shortcomings in front of strange monks.So she thought for a moment, and said without changing her face: "My spiritual weapon... Master said that it will be available after participating in the beast fighting meeting."

What a big breath!

Wait... Master?

A few rays of light appeared in the eyes of the cultivator on the sword. Who knows that there are masters coming from all directions, and there is no cultivation level in this person. If it is not that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, then there must be someone who is behind him.What's more, there was a phantom formation here, it must not be easy for this little girl to walk out of the phantom formation alone!

The cultivator who traveled all the year round would rather believe the latter. She patted the silver sword at her foot and said with a smile, "Look at my sword. It was just taken out of the Meifeng Sword Tomb last month."

"It is indeed a good sword." Bai Fanfan glanced at it and echoed her symbolically.

Unexpectedly, the monk was even more excited when he heard the words, and the light in his eyes couldn't be concealed: "This is a high-grade spiritual weapon. It's not long after the strike. The sword is more than two feet long. It can stand three people in a squeeze!"

She talked about her spiritual weapon, and then suddenly stepped on the silver sword and circled in the air for a few times, only to see that the sword was light, dexterous and fast, so fast that the naked eye could barely keep up.

"Look at this style! This speed! Although it is far away from the Colosseum, if you take my sword, you can reach it in less than two quarters of an hour." The monk raised a kind smile and looked up and down. She said, "But if you go on foot, you will have to walk for three days and two nights."

Three days and two nights?

Seeing that Bai Fanfan was silent as expected, she was determined to get it: "The high-grade spirit weapon just opened will send you to the Colosseum. I see that you are destined, and I will only charge you three middle-grade spirit stones. Do you want to go?"

"..." She stared at the cultivator's black-car driver's aura in front of her, showing a somewhat troubled expression: "But I don't have a spirit stone on me..."

"Where are the treasures? If you don't have spirit stones, you can use treasures instead." As expected, the monk paused when he heard the words, and then asked back.

She lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, then suddenly frowned and smiled: "Yes, wait!"

After finishing speaking, Bai Fanfan took off the package behind him, groped for a while with his hands in it, but after a while, he took out the things with a bright eye.I saw a bright red fruit the size of a palm lying quietly on her thin, yellow hand. She stared at the fruit with some reluctance and hesitation.

The monk thought he was wrong, so he jumped down from the air and stood in front of her with his sword drawn.It was only after a closer look that the monk in front of him was tall, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, he really looked like a man.

"This is..." She was about to take it to see clearly, but when she saw the little girl withdrew her hand and protected the fruit in front of her chest, the monk's expression changed, "What are you trying to scare me with?"

"This is a psychic fruit." Seeing that the other party was stunned, Bai Fanfan hesitated for a while, and his eyebrows were deeply frowned, "Master said that the psychic fruit has the miraculous effect of rapidly increasing spiritual power in a short period of time. It is used in battles..."

It's not that there are elixirs that can quickly increase spiritual power in a short period of time, but this is against the law of cultivation, and only the great sect of cultivators have kept a few.

Seeing the innocence of the little girl in front of her, she concluded in her heart that there must be a powerful backing behind her.

"How do I know if what you said is true or not." The monk was still in doubt.

Bai Fanfan spread out his palm hesitantly, as if he wanted to give her the psychic fruit in his hand for a try, but then remembered something, and withdrew his hand again: "I only have this one, if you don't believe it, forget it..."

"Hey, wait..." She suddenly stopped the little girl, lowered her eyes in thought, "Forget it, I'll trust you once."

The cultivator didn't pay attention to the dark light passing through the eyes of the person in front of him, and his eyes fixed on the fruit in her hand.

What if it was true?

Hence, Bai Fanfan took the Shunfeng Sword to the Colosseum logically.Just now, when she took a quick look at the ground, she already felt that this high-grade spiritual weapon was extremely fast. When she stood behind the monk and the strong wind rushed towards her without any shelter, she finally realized what it meant to be "on the cusp of the storm".

She wore a simple bun, and the shattered hair on her forehead stretched her teeth and claws in the strong wind. Bai Fanfan, whose face was smeared from time to time, had no choice but to push back the shattered hair, staring at the monk in front of him without any intention of using spiritual power to open the windshield.

The monk seemed to have sensed her gaze, and turned his head to meet her slightly helpless expression, opening and closing his lips, and slowly uttered five words——

Open the screen, you have to pay more.

Bai Fanfan: "..."

After two quarters of an hour, she survived, and when she stepped on the ground with her messy hair, she finally couldn't hold back her legs, and supported the giant tree beside her to stroke her uncomfortable chest.

Who did you learn this swordsmanship from? It's not as good as the immortal sister! !

There was no trace of guilt on the monk's face. She took the fruit handed by the little girl, and said with satisfaction: "You are so weak, you can't stand it." Turning to the other monks who passed by, "Do you need a ride for Xin Kaifeng's Spirit Sword?"

Xu has never seen a monk fainting with a sword, and passers-by cast their eyes on her one after another, and suddenly laughed one after another in their ears.

Bai Fanfan gritted his teeth, at least he restrained the urge to shine.After she tidied herself up, she followed the gradually increasing number of monks and continued on her way.

At that time, it seemed that they had reached a certain barrier, and the monks put away their swords and chose to walk.

She followed in a dignified manner, and after walking in the forest for a while, she felt that the surrounding giant trees were getting denser, and the avenue, which was originally wide enough to accommodate dozens of people, gradually became narrower, and then it simply only allowed one person to pass through.She lined up with the monks, but after a while, the vision suddenly opened up. Bai Fanfan, who walked away from the narrow path, was stunned by the scene in front of him.

What came into view was an extremely vast open space. On the other side of the open space, stood a majestic city gate. The city wall across it was extremely long, extending to both sides and hidden in the clouds, almost invisible.The sky above the city is surrounded by clouds and mist, which are constantly changing and pouring spiritual power into the city.

On the open space in front of the city gate, hundreds of huge prison cars were parked. The prison cars were covered by a black cloth with spiritual power applied. imagination.

This is the Colosseum of the Gu Clan of Qinshan.

The prison car was as tall as several people, and when passing by, it was almost black and covered a large area of ​​skylight.

Bai Fanfan was just a mortal, already oppressed by the huge monsters around him, and the monks passing by also looked serious. Could it be that the person imprisoned under the black cloth is the enemy they will face?

Occasionally, a few monks were not afraid of the giant monster under the black cloth, talking and laughing.What's more, he kicked the iron cage provocatively, the angrier the beast roared beside him, and the more flamboyant the laughter of several people.

Bai Fanfan stared at the monks who behaved perversely, and asked inwardly, "Are they demons?" After receiving a negative answer from the No. [-] system, he stopped looking at them.

A square metal hexagram array with grooves was inlaid on a high place in front of the city gate. The monks took off the customs clearance letter from their waists and placed it in the groove, and the hexagram array immediately rotated, making a "click" sound , and then saw monks passing through the gate, causing the huge city gate to twist and tremble.

Seeing this, Bai Fanfan stopped walking.

Customs clearance letter... She almost forgot...

Seeing that the team was about to turn to her, she simply walked away from the team to consider a solution in order not to hinder the people coming after her. Almost the moment she landed beside her, a man in a black robe with a hood on his head slowly poked his head out from behind the prison car.

The person's whole body was covered tightly, and his face was hidden behind a mask. He observed quietly for a moment, and then issued a faint call.

Bai Fanfan, who was planning and calculating, heard the sound, turned his head suddenly, and saw the man in black stretched out a finger, and hooked her as if calling.

This situation was really weird, she looked around, but seeing that no one noticed her, she strode towards the man in black.As soon as he approached, he heard the other party lower his voice and ask cautiously: "Is there a customs clearance letter?"

She was taken aback, and immediately patted her shy pouch, dumbfounded: "Unfortunately, no."

Hearing this, the other party shrank his head, took a few steps closer and looked around furtively. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and lifted half of his black robe: "Do you want it? It's sold cheap."

On the inside of the black robe, several rows of customs clearance letters were neatly hung from top to bottom, and there were dozens of them. How can it be described in words as spectacular.

Sensing the astonishment in her eyes, perhaps afraid of being seen by others, the man in black turned his side slightly, blocking the blind spot of his sight, and said anxiously: "They are all genuine products, and they will be gone when the patrol monks come over in a while!"