This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

The four disciples chuckled, "What do you think? Our new junior sister?"

An Ling became alert instantly. These people were the patrolling disciples she met with Elder Wu before. Because they were not diligent in patrolling the mountain and failed to find her in time, they were punished by Elder Wu to go to Yitingping to be struck by lightning. Now that she ran into them again, she was afraid that they were here to seek revenge on her!

She was ready to run away at any time, and if they continued to pester her, don't blame her for taking action!

An Ling put her hands behind her back, and after she had mastered the Wind Control Technique, she smiled and said, "How would I know?"

"You don't know, that's right! Come with us!" After saying that, one of the female disciples tried to pull An Ling's arm. An Ling quickly dodged and said vigilantly: "What on earth are you going to do!"

The female disciple had delicate features and looked quite like Daiyu, but she was eight feet tall and as strong as an ox. She was very tall even among the four of them. She seemed very hurt, and covered her mouth with the back of her hand in a pretended complaint, trying her best to imitate a weak lady, "Junior sister~ You actually hate me~ I am really sad~"

provoke!

An Ling felt creepy when she heard the female disciple's pretentious words. She couldn't help but get goose bumps all over her body. She was a little speechless and said, "Uh, Senior Sister, it seems like we are not very familiar with each other, right?"

The male disciple with messy hair like a bird's nest coughed and came over to smooth things over: "Well, Junior Sister, don't be so nervous. We are not bad people. We just want to take you to a good place."

It would have been fine if he didn't say anything, but it became even weirder once he did. An Ling looked at him oddly, "You guys are talking too weirdly, I don't believe it."

"Oh, alright, stop teasing her," the patrol disciple D, who had not been in any trouble in the hall before, spoke. He had an ordinary appearance and an ordinary figure, and he was not as memorable as the other three. But as soon as he spoke, the other three listened to him carefully. It seemed that this person was the boss in this small group.

Seeing this, An Ling clasped her fists and bowed to everyone, "I'm sorry, fellow brothers and sisters. I've only been in the sect for a short time, and I had no choice but to offend you. An Ling apologizes to everyone here."

The ordinary disciple quickly stopped An Ling's courtesy and smiled gently, "We were inconsiderate and scared Junior Sister An. Let me introduce myself first. I am Murong Ziqiu, the son of the Murong family in Sanchuan."

"This junior sister's name is Shao Shuang'er," Shao Shuang'er smiled shyly and lifted the hair on her forehead, "This one," he pointed at the bird's nest hair, "Wu Baiquan, the supporting role." Wu Baiquan said angrily: "Why is it that I am the supporting role? What about him?" Wu Baiquan pointed at the last person.

Wow, this person is extraordinary, tall with double pupils, hair hanging down behind him, looking very cool, he laughed, "Me? Of course I am a rare smart man! If it weren't for me, could you find Junior Sister An? One by one, your eyes are fixed on the front, such a big person can't be seen even if he stays in the tree, if a spy sneaks in, I think you all will cry without tears..."

He was indeed a comedian, and he never stopped talking once he started. He kept on talking a lot, and An Ling was stunned, not knowing where to interrupt him.

“So I said, we must give Junior Sister An meticulous care, let her feel the warmth of our Canglan Sword Sect, let her feel the care of her family…” The man with double pupils was still talking, and the other three expressed their dissatisfaction in their own way.

Shao Shuang'er covered her ears with her hands with a painful expression, as if she didn't want to hear the man with double pupils' voice anymore; Wu Baiquan crossed his arms, rolled his eyes continuously, and muttered something: "Come on. Tsk. Ouch, oh, so amazing--" He apparently didn't want to listen to what the man with double pupils said, but in fact, every word he said was intercepted by him; Murong Ziqiu spread his hands helplessly, indicating that he had no choice.

An Ling was dumbfounded, she had never seen someone talk so much, once this senior brother with double pupils opened his mouth, he would talk incessantly, but what he said was meaningless and did not contain any useful information. She could neither leave nor stop him from talking, as long as An Ling opened his mouth, this senior brother with double pupils would always find something to talk about and chat even more enthusiastically. She saw that the other three, except for the supporting actor Wu Baiquan, ignored him, and she understood something. An Ling estimated the time, this senior brother with double pupils had been talking incessantly for almost fifteen minutes without stopping at all. She didn't know how he could talk so much, but after so much time, she didn't even know his name.

"I know all the delicacies of the entire Daxuan by heart. Not to mention the imperial capital Jiangning, I can list dozens of unique dishes in the Sanjiang Plain alone! Junior Sister An, you are lucky to have met me. Let me recite them to you. Just hearing the names makes me drool!"

Seeing that Senior Brother Chongtong was about to start announcing the names of the dishes, An Ling said helplessly: "Senior Brother, so what is your name?"

"Hey?" The man with double pupils was stunned, "Didn't I tell you?"

"No."

"Ahem, I'm Lu Xiulin." Lu Xiulin looked quite normal when he didn't talk much. He bowed to An Ling like a decent person, then shook his hair and said confidently, "I'm loved by everyone, and flowers bloom when I see them, and boats sink when I see them. I'm truly a handsome man in this troubled world. Junior sister, please don't love me too much~"

Neuropathy!

An Ling cursed inwardly. She didn't expect that this man was not only talkative but also narcissistic. Seeing that Lu Xiulin hadn't spoken yet, she quickly interrupted and asked, "Brother Wu said before that he would take me to a place? Brother Wu, what do you think?" She winked at Wu Baiquan. Although Wu Baiquan was Lu Xiulin's supporting actor, he had always been at odds with Lu Xiulin, and his words were mostly sarcastic. Seeing this, he said loudly, "Yeah, some people shouldn't waste my junior sister's time. They only talk about trivial things. Come on, I'll take you to Jiange to play--"

"Junior sister, if you can't stand it anymore, you must tell us, understand?" Shao Shuang'er said seriously, "The Sword Pavilion is where our sect stores the swords of our predecessors. For various reasons, these predecessors did not want to seal their swords on the sword wall, so they left their swords in the Sword Pavilion, waiting for the right person to inherit them. According to tradition, every disciple of the Sword Sect will try his luck after he reaches adulthood to see if there is a sword predecessor who likes him. We have tried it, and we finally have a new disciple, so we want to see how compatible you are with these sword predecessors."

"I see. But I have inherited a sword from my master." An Ling took out the Xiangzhu Sword. The Xiangzhu Sword was exposed in the Sword Sect, making bursts of joyful sword sounds. She seemed very happy. "Can I go in like this?"

"The Sword Sect doesn't have so many rules and regulations. Everything depends on fate." Murong Ziqiu said with a smile.

"Okay, then I'll try it." An Ling replied.