I kicked the male lead away

Probably because she hadn't had a good rest for a long time, Xie Muning slept very deeply this time, holding Fang Zhilan in her arms, the temperature on her body receded little by little.

Fang Zhilan couldn't fall asleep, and stared at her sleeping face intently.

After so many years, even the baby fat on her cheeks has disappeared a bit, but the outline of her bones has been revealed instead, and her black eyebrows are lightly brushed, showing a little sharpness.

This is probably the coercion brought by Lingyun swordsmanship, power without anger.

But the redness at the end of her eyes hinted at how she put her hot lips together on the bed just now, and wept uncontrollably.

Fang Zhilan's eyes dimmed, her fingers rested on Xie Muning's cheek, and then she kissed her forehead lightly like a feather.

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After going crazy, Xie Muning slept for two days. If Fang Zhilan still had a little warmth at the beginning, now she would like to fill the bed with monkeys and shake her up.

It's a pity that Xie Muning's hands tightly bound her whole body, and when she moved, she clung even tighter. Fang Zhilan, who was like a sex doll, was forced to lie on this bed for two days, looking at the curtain above her head, gradually I feel lifeless.

Xie Muning was unable to get out here, and he couldn't hear outside voices inside. Fortunately, everything that happened outside the hall was broadcast in real time by the system. All the sects had already killed the main peak. The head is besieged in front of the main hall.

As in the original text, in order to preserve the entire Tianji Gate, he cut off his meridians, destroyed his inner strength, and bled to death from his seven orifices.

The various sects are still worried and demand to wipe out the Tianji Gate.

While watching the direction of the plot, Fang Zhilan's worried eyes fell on Xie Muning, not knowing how she would deal with it when she woke up.

I have been traveling all these years, and I have a place to live in anyway, why not wait for her to wake up and take her back to Yun Wutian...

Who knew that before Fang Zhilan could figure out the way forward, Xie Muning suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes were clear.

"He's dead." She didn't blink, not a question, but a statement, and she didn't know when she had put on her martial clothes, picked up the sword in her hand, and was about to go out.

Only then did Fang Zhilan realize that Master Xie's soul was blown away, and the enchantment here naturally disappeared. She hurriedly got up and said, "What are you going to do?"

Xie Muning paused, turned her head halfway, and the light and shadow outside the window cast a layer of silver on her outline, making it difficult for people to see her expression clearly: "Once my father dies, the position of head will be passed on to me automatically. Now, it is Time to give those people an explanation."

After that, he walked out the door without looking back.

How could Fang Zhilan feel relieved, followed Xie Muning, and followed her to the hall where the master Xie died.

After the Taoist perishes and his soul is gone, not even the bones remain in an instant, and then disappears. Xie Muning, who appears in the sky above the crowd with his sword in an instant, attracts everyone's attention.

She stood at the original position of Xie Sect Leader: "The original Sect Leader apologized with her body. Now, as my daughter, I am the new Sect Leader of Tianji Sect. If you have anything to say, just ask me."

"You?" A young and energetic man in the crowd couldn't hold back his voice, and his tone was obviously contemptuous, "Why?"

He was unrestrained, but no one stopped him. It can be seen that everyone's attitude towards the new head is self-evident.

Xie Muning didn't blink, and slowly raised the sword in his hand: "With the sword in my hand, if I really make a move, I'm afraid there will be very few people present who will survive."

The siege of Tianji Gate today was attended by top cultivators from various sects and factions. Just when someone wanted to reprimand her for being so brazen, Xie Mu Ning lightly hooked her wrist, flipped the sword, and the wind and clouds were surging. In an instant, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the entire peak was as dark as the sky, and it seemed faintly that thunder and lightning were about to land.

"Lingyun swordsmanship?" Someone saw the eyebrows, and everyone around Xie Muning took a half step back, and their attitude became cautious.

Strangely, Fang Zhilan frowned slightly amidst the crowd.

Wasn't summoning lightning originally something that Ling Yunjian could only do at the ninth level?But what Xie Muning said clearly was that she had only reached the eighth level of cultivation.

Unless... Fang Zhilan's brows twitched, feeling a bad premonition.

Unless the cultivator sacrifices his whole body of true energy, he can summon the ninth stage, but once the time passes, the practitioner will not only be beaten back to the first stage, but even the original true energy will have to be cultivated again.

It's just that this move was unknown to anyone except her who knew the plot of the original text, so when Xie Muning showed her hand, everyone was stunned.

"Is there anyone else who wants to ask?" Xie Muning asked in the cold wind, "My father has given everyone an explanation. From now on, if you want to step into the Tianji Gate again, don't blame the sword in my hand." You're welcome."

Her voice was not loud, but it was exceptionally clear, like the snow on Tianji Mountain that never melted all year round, and the cold air directly pierced people's hearts.

In the realm of comprehension, strength means everything, once Xie Muning spoke, no one dared to say anything.

Among these people, there are not many people who can compete with her, but there are more people who can't match her. If it is really head-to-head, in the end, they can only kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred.

In the end, after a long stalemate, someone still came out and said something, to the effect that the collusion between the head of the sect and the demon sect was over like this. If there is another crime in the future, for the sake of the righteousness of the world, even if they sacrificed, they must come to the door Come for justice.

Xie Muning pursed her lips and did not answer, she couldn't see whether her expression should be yes or no.

When the two sides were at a stalemate, a clear voice slowly rang out from the crowd, passing through the crowd towards Xie Muning's direction: "I would like to guarantee with my own personality that the Tianjimen will not repeat the same old ways in the future." .”

He was also dressed in white, but he was exceptionally clean and dusty, which made people unconvinced.

It took Fang Zhilan a long time to remember his name -- Song Xingyi, facing such a handsome exiled immortal.

She just said, why did she feel that something was wrong, how could Song Xingyi, as the eldest disciple of Tianjimen, not make a sound when this happened.

Not only did he want to make a sound, but in the original text, he almost obeyed Master Xie's last wish and condensed with Xie Mu into a Taoist couple.

Even though they suspected that Song Xingyi was also in collusion with the Demon Cult, in the absence of evidence, everyone still had some respect for this talented monk who had heard about it for a long time: "Since Fellow Daoist Song has spoken, we will not persecute him any longer. I hope that in the future, Tianjimen can revive the style of the sect, and be considerate of the common people in the world..."

Fang Zhilan couldn't hear what these people were farting, so she set her eyes on Xie Muning from a distance away from the crowd.

She used the ninth level of swordsmanship just now, and her internal strength has been backlashed. At this moment, her face is pale and her figure is crumbling.

Before Fang Zhilan could make a move, Song Xingyi was already one step ahead of her, using his internal force to stabilize her figure.

The steps that Fang Zhilan just took were caught by the little lamb who appeared out of nowhere with gritted teeth.

"Did you forget? You are a demon now." B126 whispered.

Even if she deliberately hides her evil spirit and hides in the crowd, if she goes out rashly, she will definitely be noticed.

Now that the situation is unclear, she can no longer go out to cause trouble, Fang Zhilan gritted her teeth, and finally resisted not showing up.

Over the years, Song Xingyi has become a well-known young talent in the world of comprehension by slaying demons and saving common people, but everyone was frightened by Xie Muning's Lingyun swordsmanship, and finally left disgruntled.

Seeing that the crisis was resolved, Fang Zhilan felt that it was meaningless for her to stay here any longer. Just as she turned around, she heard Xie Muning's voice behind her: "Alan!"

Before she could turn around, Xie Muning had already pounced on her, wrapped her arms around her waist, and said in a hasty tone, "Are you leaving again? Are you going to not come back like last time?"

"Why haven't I come back?" Fang Zhilan couldn't laugh or cry, if she hadn't come back, would it be a ghost who slept with her a few days ago?

Xie Muning was so anxious that she was on the verge of crying: "Ah Lan, I'm very good now, can you stay?"

Fang Zhilan paused, and then remembered about Ling Yun's swordsmanship. She pondered for a moment, but still didn't ask, but turned around, unexpectedly, Xie Muning actually cried out.

Before she could move, there was a steady male voice rushing in front of Fang Zhilan, with a bit of surprise: "It's you!"

Song Xingyi thought that he had long since forgotten the little fox deep in his memory, but he didn't expect that it was just a back view, but it brought back infinite fragments in his mind.

When Fang Zhilan turned his head around, he showed even more shock, and grabbed the sword in his hand tightly.

For a moment, the images left by the little fox rolling in the snow to please him all flooded into his mind.

Tsk, Fang Zhilan sighed softly.

After staying in this world for too long, she almost forgot whether she was a book walker or a real heroine.

"You are..." Fang Zhilan decided to pretend to be stupid.

Song Xingyi pursed his thin lips into a straight line, unable to speak.

Xie Muning turned around and stood in front of Fang Zhilan, with imperceptible hostility: "Senior Brother Song, Ah Lan is my friend, she doesn't seem to know you?"

Yes, Fang Zhilan nodded cooperatively.

Song Xingyi covered the pain in his eyes: "Where did you meet this friend?"

"How I met friends has nothing to do with you." Xie Muning said coldly what Fang Zhilan was thinking.

Song Xingyi was originally a cold and abstinent character, but when asked about this, seeing that neither of them wanted to see him, he left, but when he looked at Fang Zhilan, the deep meaning in his eyes did not diminish.

Until he disappeared into the distance, Xie Muning finally went limp and fell on Fang Zhilan's body.

Fang Zhilan dragged him back to the back of the bedroom, sat on the bedside and watched quietly.

There was no blood on her face, it was as white as snow, according to the book, Ling Yun's swordsmanship was extremely powerful, and it was difficult for Xie Muning to last until now.

Fang Zhilan stretched out her hand to feel for Xie Muning's pulse, and she was really out of breath.

Right now seems to be a good time to leave, I'm afraid that if she doesn't leave now, when Xie Muning wakes up, she will never be able to leave again.

Fang Zhilan thought for a while, then leaned over again, her lips covered hers, and sent more than half of her spiritual power to her.

Then he got up and left without looking back.