Quick Wear: The female supporting role is slapping her face again

Chapter 201 The Young Master of Emei Who Was Sacrificial at the Wedding ()
"Junior Sister, Junior Sister, Junior Sister Wanqing..."

It was another morning of getting up early to practice swordsmanship, just after Na You'an made gestures with the elder sister Yin Youyan, a male voice rang out from the back mountain.

"man?"

"Where did the stinky man come from?"

During this period of time, You'an had been staying in the woman's nest in Emei for a long time, and hadn't heard a man's voice for a long time. When he suddenly heard a man's voice calling him, he was a little excited.

"Brother Donglai?"

However, when he turned his head and saw that the person who came was Zhuo Donglai, a Wudang disciple who grew up with his childhood sweetheart, You An couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

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Yin Youyan, who was practicing sword together, saw the disappointed eyes of the junior sister, and couldn't help muttering in her heart: Junior sister is practicing sword in high spirits, are you unhappy to be interrupted by senior brother Donglai?
On the other hand, Zhuo Donglai was like a log, he didn't notice You'an's loss at all, and he was still excited, waving his hands at You'an and Yin Youyan: "Junior Sister, here comes the money, here is the money from the Demon Sect!" Already, the master asked me to ask you to divide it!"

Hearing that it was such a happy event to share money, You An's face instantly became happy. He pulled Yin Youyan up, tapped his toes, and flew to inform his old mother Lin Shuyi.

Within a moment, Lin Shuyi led a group of apprentices, Qiqi rushed towards Wudang.

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When You'an and others arrived, Feng Qingyang, the head of Wudang with a solemn face, stroked his gray beard and chatted cheerfully with his disciples and his own juniors. When he arrived, he greeted him immediately excitedly.

"Aiya, Junior Sister Lin, Niece Lin, you are here..."

"Brother Feng!"

"Master Feng!"

……

Here, a few people exchanged cheerful greetings. On the other side, the faces of the Demon Cultists who escorted the gold over had a cloudy face, and they wished to find a cloth to cover their faces: Damn, they have always been the only ones to blackmail others. Why is it the other way around today when you smiled and asked others to pay?

Although, this matter was arranged by the leader.

However, it is a few of them who actually execute.

If he was seen by other people in the world, how would he be able to mess around in martial arts in the future?
"Old man Wudang, we have brought all the gold, where is our young master and saintess and three elders?"

Really angry, the little leader escorted by the Demon Cult said to the few people who were still chatting and laughing over there.

"Master Feng, let's put people in exchange for money first, and how to spend the money after we divide it, let's talk in detail later."

Na You'an looked at Feng Qingyang, Lin Shuyi and the others happy as if they were celebrating the new year, and couldn't help but tugged.

By the way, knowing that these people were doing this kind of blackmail for the first time and had no experience, she ordered Brother Zhuo to take people to the dungeon to bring the five people to the dungeon, and walked to the gold cart by herself. Check carefully.

This demon sect is the most insidious and cunning, what if the gold is mixed with stones?
Or, put poison in the gold and wooden boxes?
Even she, Mingmin upright, Emei young master, Wudang close friend, shy beauty, You'an, would play tricks on the letter to Leng Xiaoyi, let alone these demon cult members who have done all kinds of bad things.

Unfortunately, she overestimated the Demon Cult after all.

Checked it several times, but still can't find anything wrong.

It seemed that my group had arrested the young master, the saintess, and the three elders of the Devil's Cult. This matter still made the Devil's Cult very afraid of Wudang Emei, so afraid that they didn't dare to do anything about the ransom.

"You, you, how dare you?"

Leng Mingye, the little leader of the Demon Cult who was in charge of escorting the gold, saw the five people brought out by Zhuo Donglai, his mouth opened wide, and his face was full of anger.

Following the direction of the other party's index finger, You'an looked over, and saw a group of handsome young men in white clothes who were extremely fairy-like, escorting five men with ragged clothes, disheveled hair, and wounds on their exposed skin. Among them, the faces of the two walking behind were covered with scars, and it was impossible to tell who was who.

"Boss Leng, don't get too excited, we really dare not do something like exchanging other people for your Demon Cult members."

Na You'an took Leng Mingye's anger as the fact that the other party mistakenly thought that Wudang would just find someone to come and say that they were the third elder and the young saint of the Demon Sect.

The corners of her lips pursed slightly, and she said to the excited Leng Mingye: "Besides, we decent people are not willing to pretend to be members of your Demon Cult!"

Hearing You An's words, Leng Mingye gave the girl a hard look, and walked straight towards the three people who were being escorted over.

"Little Lord……"

"Saint..."

"Elder Gu..."

"Elder Leng..."

"Elder Ye..."

……

As soon as he approached, he tried his best to distinguish the person in front of him, trying to recognize who it was from under the dirty face, and when he recognized one, he called out a name.

He called one, and the person who was called nodded excitedly.

"Hey, this scene is so touching!"

You'an wiped the non-existent tears from the corners of his eyes, and said hypocritically: "Brother, take out the stinky socks they stuffed in their mouths. They haven't seen each other for so long, they must have a lot to say."

As soon as You'an opened his mouth, Zhuo Donglai obediently asked his juniors to take away the stinky socks that the five of them were talking about.

"Brother, come, pull gold!"

Adhering to the idea that Zhuo Donglai is a brick, so you can move it wherever you need it, You An immediately greeted Zhuo Donglai, who heard this, handed the five of them into the hands of the Demon Sect, and immediately ran towards You An come over.

"Saint!!"

"Little Lord!!"

"How did you become like this?"

It may be that Xiao Feng, Leng Shiyue and Leng Shiyue's faces were too hideously inscribed, and they looked miserable, so Leng Mingye's attention was all on the two of them.

"Where's my father?"

After more than two months, finally regaining her freedom, Leng Shiyue asked fiercely when she saw the Demon Cultist following Leng Mingye.

"The leader is rectifying the canon!"

In front of Wudang Emei, Leng Mingye was embarrassed to say that Leng Xiaoyi was planning to attack Wudang Emei, so he could only explain in this way.

However, Leng Shiyue's ears immediately understood the tight words like this.

"Go! Shiyue, let's get out of here first!"

Xiao Feng looked at the people in Wudang and Emei not far away, worried that these people would go back on their word and deprive him of the freedom he had finally obtained, so he embraced Leng Shiyue and said he wanted to leave.

However, as soon as his hand was on Leng Shiyue's arm, the latter avoided it.

Obviously unwilling to be touched by Xiao Feng.

Although Xiao Feng had doubts in his heart, it was not easy to ask in front of so many outsiders now.

Feeling uneasy, she just comforted herself: maybe the two haven't met for a long time, and Shiyue is a little shy.

"Lin Wanqing, just wait, I will definitely come back to take revenge someday!"

With fierce eyes in her eyes, Leng Shiyue glared at You An fiercely and roared.

(End of this chapter)