This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

The turbulent sea surface is shrouded by countless stars, and the starlight and their reflections in the sea complement each other. For a moment, it is impossible to tell which is the sky and which is the ocean.

Even in such a dreamy environment, the two people in it felt extremely heavy pressure, forcing them to look at this young-looking opponent differently.

An Ling gritted her teeth in the air and swung her sword downwards desperately. The cold power of the stars was gradually spreading to her whole body, slowing her movements. She knew that she could not hold on any longer. She had not yet truly comprehended this power, and the power of the stars was not yet compatible with her. If she continued to use it, her body would probably collapse because she could not bear it.

"drink!"

The first few swords did not hit Qishi who was constantly moving, but they blocked his retreat, forcing him to have no choice but to run to where Xie Kuorong was, preparing to drag Xie Kuorong to take him with him.

Xie Kuorong, however, acted contrary to his usual behavior. He put away his steel fork and looked at An Ling who was high up with admiration. He felt the cold wind that came with the sword energy, and the corners of his mouth hidden under the mask curled up in an exaggerated arc.

An Ling's sword energy attacked in a semi-arc shape, and the extremely wide air wave seemed to cover the sky and the earth. Everywhere one looked, one could see An Ling's powerful sword energy.

Faced with such sword energy, Xie Kurong simply stretched out his right hand slowly and met it with one hand.

Seventy, who was hiding behind Xie Kurong, closed his eyes reluctantly. After all, the two of them had never had any irreconcilable conflicts, and Xie Kurong had even helped him. Seventy really didn't want Xie Kurong to die here.

He gritted his teeth, raised his knife and walked out from behind him, standing side by side with Xie Kurong. He whispered, "Although I have always hated you, you shouldn't die here."

After saying that, Qishi actually wanted to resist the sword energy from An Ling together with Xie Kuorong!

“Heh,” Xie Kurong chuckled, and with a wave of energy all over his body, he pushed Seventy out. He even put one hand behind his back in a pretentious manner, and said indifferently: “You are looking down on me too much. I, Xie Kurong, have done things all my life, so why would I need help from others? Watch me!”

At this moment, An Ling's sword energy blasted down!

"Thirty-five!"

Qishi shouted Xie Kuorong's name, but the strong light made his eyes hurt. He closed his eyes unconsciously. When he opened his eyes again, he found that Xie Kuorong was standing there intact, but there was a strange liquid flowing on his outstretched palm, which looked like iron but not iron, like ink but not ink. It flashed with a metallic luster but was like a sticky liquid. It seemed to have an unknown effect on the sword energy and directly "offset" An Ling's attack!

Xie Kurong withdrew his hand and said to An Ling in a vicissitudes of life tone: "This trick is very good. I admit it. The test ends here. An Ling, I am actually..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Seventy yelling, "Thirty-Five! She's coming again! Hurry up and catch her!"

The veins on Xie Kurong's forehead were throbbing. He could no longer maintain his pretentious appearance. He quickly dodged An Ling's sword energy, took off the mask on his face, and said to An Ling anxiously, "Wait a minute, I'm Xie Kurong."

An Ling was now on the momentum. From her perspective, she couldn't see Xie Kuorong's face at all. She continued to swing her sword several times downwards before she felt her whole body getting cold. Knowing that she had reached her limit, she stopped and slowly fell down holding the Xiangzhu Sword.

As An Ling withdrew her strength, the magnificent starry field also dissipated, and the sea returned to its original state. However, the two people on the sea did not look good.

An Ling squinted her eyes and looked at the two embarrassed people. She felt that they looked very familiar. The situation was critical just now. She was forced to fight before she could see the two seniors clearly. Now that the battlefield has calmed down, she has time to observe their appearance carefully.

This is amazing at first glance!

The man who was sitting cross-legged on the floating sea water and staring at her looked too familiar.

An Ling lowered her body awkwardly, feeling very uneasy. Her eyes wandered, and she hesitated as she said, "Um, senior, have we met before somewhere..."

Xie Kurong sneered and replied, "I thought my face was so old that it was unrecognizable. Don't you think so, An Ling?"

In fact, when An Ling wanted to back out, Xie Kurong had pointed out his identity by tapping on the side. Unfortunately, An Ling was struggling to deal with Qishi's attack at that time and did not pay attention to Xie Kurong's words. In addition, she was so excited that she could not even hear Xie Kurong calling her. So she beat up the Third Master and the Third Master's junior brother, making these two long-famous killers look dirty and embarrassed.

An Ling stared at Xie Kurong's face in disbelief. When Xie Kurong was about to lose his temper, she suddenly shed two lines of tears. After using the Wind Control Technique to cushion herself, she knelt down in the air and kowtowed to Xie Kurong respectfully, saying, "Disciple An Ling, greetings to Third Master."

Xie Kurong couldn't vent his anger all at once. He suppressed his anger and said to An Ling: "When did you recognize me?"

"just."

"Didn't you hear what I said before?"

An Ling was silent for a while, then replied, "No, I'm sorry, Master."

Seeing An Ling's obedient appearance, Xie Kurong's anger disappeared. He sighed and said, "Get up. We don't like kneeling here and there."

"Yes, Master."

After An Ling got up, she stood in front of Xie Kurong with her head lowered and an obedient look, as if she was ready to be beaten and scolded. Qishi next to her scolded angrily, "What are you pretending to be now? You weren't so obedient when I beat you just now!"

"Senior, you insisted on fighting with me at that time. I had no other choice but to use my best skills to show my respect to you. If there is anything wrong, please forgive me." An Ling apologized with a fist.

"This..." Qishi was also speechless. To put it bluntly, he and Xie Kuorong were just simple-minded and strong-limbed warriors, but when they met a "cotton" like An Ling who was soft on the outside but strong on the inside, they didn't know how to deal with it.

Seeing that the two were silent, An Ling was very worried about Shao Shuang'er's safety. After careful consideration, she said, "Master, senior, I came to Haiwo this time because I have urgent matters to attend to. I didn't mean to disturb you. Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, may I..."

"No, don't even think about it!" Seventy covered the wound on his waist and said while taking drugs, "That place down there is not a fun place, don't go there, get out of here right now, the farther the better!"

"What if I have to go?" Xie Kuorong's words made the originally relaxed atmosphere become somewhat tense.

Qishi sneered and said, "Then you can kill me first. You know the rules of Qishi. It is my mission to defend this place. If you force your way in, it would be more comfortable for me to die in your hands."

Xie Kurong frowned and slowly grasped the steel fork...

Unexpectedly, An Ling took the lead and stood between the two of them. Her tone was calm but composed. Her voice calmed the two people's unwillingness to give in for a moment. An Ling said: "Since you two are old friends, why do you have to fight to the death? I believe that everything can be mediated."

She turned to Xie Kuorong and said, "Master, thanks to your care, I have grown into a person who can stand on my own. What I am going to do is carefully considered, please understand."

Then she said to Qishi, "Senior, you were once a fellow disciple of our master, so An Ling shamelessly called you uncle." She paused and continued, "Uncle, you always talk about the mission, so don't you want to think about yourself? Do you want to be controlled by the sect all your life?"

Seventy sneered and shook his head, "Young people are so naive. Do you think it's so easy to leave the sect? There's a living example standing next to you."

Xie Kurong said: "When we entered the sect, we had already signed a contract with the Heavenly Dao. If we violate it, we will be punished by Heaven and Earth, suffer all kinds of suffering in life, and be trapped in the endless hell after death, and we will never be able to turn over."

Seventy shrugged and said, "So I said it would be more comfortable for Thirty-Five to kill me."

An Ling closed her eyes and was silent for a while. Then she opened her eyes and called Xie Jian and said, "Uncle Master, are you talking about a red line that goes straight to the sky?"

"What?" Seventy asked in astonishment.

"Wait, let me confirm it again." An Ling closed her eyes again, not knowing what she was doing.

Qishi and Xie Kuorong exchanged glances, and he whispered, "Where did you find this disciple? Why does he look so weird?"

"I picked it up," Xie Kurong said, "I didn't know before that the legendary prophecy was referring to her."

"After all, it's normal to be a little weird when it comes to being involved with those things."

Seventy was a chatterbox. He was going to die anyway, so he might as well have some fun before he died and make fun of his old enemy and senior brother whom he hadn't seen for many years.

But before Qishi could react, An Ling suddenly opened his eyes, jumped up, and slashed at Qishi's head with a sword!

She frowned and observed the top of Seventy's head, as if she was afraid that there were any remnants. She swung the Broken Star and continued to chop several times before stopping in front of them.

"Uncle Master, now you should not be bound by the Heavenly Dao Contract."

An Ling said something very remarkable with a serious look on her face.