This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

An Ling wrapped the broken stars in some clean clothes, put them on her back, and then followed Elder Wu out.

As soon as they got outside, they saw Wu Baiquan pacing in the open space with an anxious look on his face. When he saw them coming out, he hurriedly trotted over and grabbed Elder Wu's sleeve, shouting, "It's over. Something happened to the man with the double pupils. He was brought back by the master, but he never woke up. The master just told Zi Qiu and the others to send him back to the cave, and then left. We have no choice and don't know what to do. Old Wu, please save him!"

Elder Wu's eyes widened. "Wasn't he saved by the Sword Pavilion's Grandmaster before? How come he can't wake up? Where did the Grandmaster go?"

"I don't know!" Wu Baiquan said, "Grandmaster just gave us the double pupil guy outside the sword pavilion, and then he went in."

Elder Wu was very worried about the safety of his disciple, but his years of experience in managing the affairs of Canglan Sword Sect made him calm and composed. He thought for a moment and then said, "I don't know medicine, and there are not many people in our sect who know medicine. Baiquan, you go to Bailu Peak to see if Elder Mu Qing is there. If she is, ask her to help treat Xiulin. I will go to Jiange to find Master, because only he knows Xiulin's condition. Xiaoling, you..." Elder Wu hesitated, he didn't know what to let An Ling do.

"Elder Wu, you guys go and do your work. I'll go to my senior brother's cave to help." An Ling said.

After Wu Baiquan pointed out the location of Lu Xiulin's cave to An Ling, he hurried to Bailu Peak. Before leaving, he specifically reminded her: "Little Junior Sister, don't go in directly. Call Yiqiu or Shuang'er at the door and ask them to take you in."

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An Ling soon arrived in front of Lu Xiulin's cave. She stood in front of the water mirror in the cave and called out, "Senior Sister Shuang'er! Senior Brother Ziqiu! I'm An Ling. Can I go in and visit Senior Brother Lu?"

After waiting for a long time, the membrane of the water mirror trembled, and Shao Shuang'er jumped out. After seeing An Ling, she said happily: "Junior sister! Why are you here?"

"Ah," An Ling explained, "I just met Senior Brother Baiquan, and he said Senior Brother Lu didn't seem to be doing well, so I came to see if I could help."

"Junior sister, you are such a good child!" Shao Shuang'er was moved and grabbed An Ling's arm, "Come in with me... Oh, by the way," she had already rushed in with An Ling, and then she remembered to remind her, "You should be able to fly a sword, right?"

"Ah? What do you mean... Wind Control Technique!" Before An Ling could react, she felt a strong sense of weightlessness all over her body. Her eyes were dazed for a brief moment, and she saw herself diving rapidly towards the ground headfirst. She quickly adjusted her body shape in the air and used the Wind Control Technique to stabilize herself.

However, the "Wind Control Technique" can only be used on the ground and at low altitudes. Its principle is to use wind power to propel people forward and backward, etc. It cannot help flying. An Ling can only constantly condense wind groups under his body in order to reduce the speed of the dive.

"Junior sister! Fly the sword quickly!" Shao Shuang'er shouted anxiously. She stood on her sword and frantically chased the falling An Ling. However, her sword-flying skills were not well practiced. Firstly, she could not carry anyone, and secondly, her speed was slow. She could not catch up with An Ling who was falling in the form of "free fall".

An Ling: "I knew it, I've been so unlucky all my life, facing danger every day!" She complained silently, stretched out her hand to pull out the broken star from her back, took a deep breath, silently recalled the formula Guo Zichou had taught her before, pinched the sword finger with her left hand, pointed to the broken star in her right hand, and shouted softly: "The sword is made of ordinary iron, it becomes spiritual because of holding, moves because of the heart, lives because of blood, and dies because of non-thought. The art of controlling the sword lies in regulating the breath, embracing the origin and keeping the unity, so that the five spirits of the sword and the man are united as one, and the cycle is endless. The heart is moved by the thought, and the sword is spiritual by the qi. The qi and thoughts are connected, and the man and the sword are united - start."

In the strong wind, An Ling's hair and clothes were blown high up. She tried her best to maintain the wind-controlling technique, reducing her falling speed by about half. Looking from the sky, she looked like a tiny speck of dust compared to the vast ground.

Just as she was about to approach the lush forest, the broken stars in her hand suddenly burst out with extremely strong light, and flew directly out of her hand. After circling quickly in the air, they returned to An Ling and lifted her up.

An Ling was now lying on the Broken Star in a particularly embarrassed manner, being carried around by the Broken Star. Her face was lying on the hilt of the Broken Star, and her body was lying diagonally on the sword, with her feet still hanging in the air. Her right hand tightly grasped the hilt to prevent herself from falling, and her left hand, which was pinching the sword finger, was trembling. The Broken Star also followed her extremely subtle movements and kept flying up and down, like a headless fly flying in the air. Shao Shuang'er next to her was stunned. She remembered that An Ling was a new disciple, right? How could she fly so fast?

Shao Shuang'er reminded loudly: "Junior sister! Don't fly the sword so fast! Slow down!"

"Master... Senior Sister!" An Ling was thrown around by Shattered Star like clothes in a washing machine. All she could see was the sky and the ground that kept switching. "I...%￥&... Ugh..." She retched, barely confirmed the height, and finally let go of the control of the sword-wielding technique. She and the sword fell into the lush tree canopy together. Her clothes were caught on the branches and hung on them precariously. Shattered Star seemed to feel very embarrassed and pointed the sword blade downward into the soil, leaving only the hilt and a small part of the sword body exposed.

Shao Shuang'er shook her head and lifted An Ling down from the branch. She brushed the leaves and dust off her body while mumbling, "Junior sister, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Are you okay? I was really scared just now. I've never seen anyone fly so fast while lying on their stomachs!"

An Ling was still dizzy, and she leaned softly on Shao Shuang'er's shoulder, "Senior Sister, I don't want to fly a sword anymore, can I still be your gigolo?"

"Ah? What do you mean?" Shao Shuang'er asked.

"I mean you take me flying." An Ling didn't have the slightest sense of being "the chosen one", instead she seemed to be relying on Shao Shuang'er, "Senior Sister, you can't just ignore me!"

Seeing An Ling getting down from the ground, the Broken Star that was "shyly" stuck in the ground suddenly flew out of the mud and flew directly into the scabbard behind An Ling. An Ling pulled out the Broken Star in surprise, but found that she couldn't pull it out. It seemed as if it was "sucked" inside. An Ling estimated the strength and she could still pull it out if she wanted to, but now it was obvious that the Broken Star seemed very dissatisfied with its new owner.

An Ling patted the scabbard and discussed with Broken Star: "Senior Jian, please forgive An Ling. I can't compare with the genius of Senior Li. Just treat it as raising a child. You should take things easy and don't be so excited."

The Broken Star vibrated in its sheath for a moment, then continued to be its dead object.

An Ling knew that the Shattered Star was once called the "Evil Sword" and was definitely not just an ordinary sword. Now it seemed to have its own consciousness, but for some reason, it could humble itself and follow her, a mediocre person who was very dull compared to Li Wanjian.

This little episode also reminded An Ling: Before completely taming the Broken Star, she should not trust it too much. At critical moments, the Xiangzhu Sword would be more useful, at least it would not fly around in the air or resist its master.