This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

"We heard that as long as we kill someone and blame the matter on the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, no one will bother us."

The two casual cultivators asked anxiously, "Where did the news come from?"

The evil cultivator almost opened his mouth, but he couldn't tell the information he had learned. An Ling stopped the casual cultivator's questioning in time and said, "They were put under some kind of restriction and couldn't tell the source of the information."

The four evil cultivators with distracted eyes happened to look at An Ling who was lowering her head. They suddenly screamed and collapsed to the ground trembling all over. No matter how much the cultivator called out to them, they did not respond.

An Ling apologized: "I'm sorry, maybe I was a little rude just now."

Everyone's eyes fixed, and the more informed casual cultivator replied with an awkward smile: "Leader, once you make a move, you can shock the villains to the point of their hearts bursting with fear!"

An Ling sighed. She had indeed used too much force just now. Now it seemed that they probably thought she was demonstrating. Well, just let them be wrong.

She shook her head and said, "There must be something hateful about pitiful people. In their lair, there are countless magical instruments and evil sacrifices made with innocent people. If you have time, why not come with me to the evil cultivator's lair?"

The righteous cultivator stood up and said angrily, "How could this happen! Alliance Leader An, you must include me, Old Wu, in this matter!"

"What's your name?" An Ling asked with interest.

"Wood Qian!"

"Good! Brother Wu, you really have the spirit of a peerless hero!"

Wu Deqian laughed several times and bowed to An Ling, saying, "Since the leader is so kind to me, I will accept the title! Compared to some useless immortal master, I, Old Wu, prefer to be a man of the world!"

He grabbed his friend, held his head and said to An Ling excitedly, "This guy is called Su Dao, and he is also a restless person. Today, I hit it off with Alliance Leader An. We must find time to have a good drink with him!"

"Of course." An Ling said with a smile.

I won’t go into details about what happened next.

An Ling brought two independent cultivators, Wu Deqian and Su Dao. An Ling flew on a sword, and the other two caught up with An Ling with their own methods. They came to the evil cultivator's lair on the outskirts of the small town and collected many clues to unsolved cases.

After bringing them back to the small town, the three of them followed the clues and discovered that the county governor in the city had actually been in collusion with the four evil cultivators, and that the county governor was also behind the tragic massacre of the Mai family.

Now that the imperial court has collapsed and there is no strict management, the three men, after thoroughly obtaining evidence to expose the county magistrate, decided to enforce justice and execute him on the spot.

An Ling's Hedao League took over the small town called Moshan. Moshan City was located on the west side of Daxuan, close to Hedong Prefecture in the heart of Zhongzhou. It was surrounded by mountains and was indeed a quiet place. Unfortunately, it was too quiet and attracted evil cultivators to occupy it.

Wu Deqian and Su Dao declined An Ling's invitation to join the alliance, but said that if the Hedao Alliance needed them, they would go through fire and water to help.

Since the two of them could reject the previous Futian Army, they can also reject the current Hedao League. An Ling had no choice but to let them go.

After dealing with the affairs of Moshan City, An Ling came to the nearest battlefield alone. As expected, there he found the monks of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance who were fighting with the monks of the Futian Army.

An Ling helped the monks of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance to defeat their opponents, and then stood in front of the monks to stop them from continuing to kill the mortal soldiers and weak cultivators who had joined the Futian Army.

"An Ling, what are you doing?"

The other party is also an old acquaintance, Fu Qingshan, the birdman from the Tianqiong Sect.

Fu Qingshan was the disciple who flew very fast. At that time, he had been investigating the invading enemy together with Yun Qingzi from Canglan Sword Sect and Ziya from Yuehua Sect. He also teamed up with Yun Qingzi to successfully launch a sneak attack on An Ling. It can be said that this person was definitely an old acquaintance.

An Ling stood in the air holding a sword, her robe rustling. She looked up at Fu Qingshan and said only two sentences.

The first sentence is: "I have done things in my life without regrets, and I don't need to explain to anyone."

The second sentence was: "The Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance has been targeted by the Futian Army, and now they are framing the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance for the evil cultivators' actions."

Fu Qingshan was speechless when he looked at this woman whom he admired so much. After a while, he said quietly, "An Ling, they said that you betrayed the Immortal Sect, your teachers and friends. What do you think?"

An Ling sneered, took out the Canglan Order, and said sternly: "Never! On the contrary, I would like you to ask them for me. I officially took over the position of the leader of the Canglan Sword Sect last month. May I ask, where are they now?"

"You..." Fu Qingshan looked at An Ling in astonishment. He didn't expect An Ling to be so courageous!

"Okay, I still have things to do. If you want to find me, go to the Hedao League in Liyang City, Sanyi," An Ling said with a bow, "Goodbye."

After saying that, An Ling flew away at an extremely fast speed on her sword. Fu Qingshan secretly compared his speed with An Ling's and could only shake his head and sigh helplessly. He was totally inferior to An Ling.

……

An Ling did not stop. She captured a cultivator from the Wanxian League and delivered the message to him, then returned to the Hedao League. She had been waiting for news from someone, but she could not take the initiative to find the other person.

As soon as he entered the door, he was greeted by Wu Baiquan who was also exhausted. When Wu Baiquan saw An Ling, he hurriedly said, "Xiao Ling! You are finally back!"

"what happen?"

"News came from the imperial capital that Shuang'er is holding the emperor hostage to control the princes. The situation is very tense now!"

An Ling closed her eyes silently and said in a hoarse voice: "I understand."

"What do you know?" Wu Baiquan said anxiously, "Shuang'er is going to do something big now, and we must go to help!"

"I have other important matters to deal with." An Ling said.

Wu Baiquan seemed to not recognize An Ling anymore, and said in disbelief: "What could be more important than Shuang'er and Xiu Lin?"

"About the Yin and Yang worlds, about the base of the Futian Army, and about the Immortal Emperor," An Ling said calmly, "I also want to help Senior Sister Shuang'er, but I have no way."

Wu Baiquan sighed, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "This... this is really important. Well, I will go alone. You, you must take care of yourself. Not everything has to be carried on your shoulders."

"Ah."

Suddenly a voice sounded behind the two of them. When they looked closely, it turned out to be Murong Ziqiu!

He was in much better spirits at the moment, but his face was still full of messy stubble and he was carrying a large gourd on his back. He shouted, "Brother Wu, how can you not call me to help Shuang'er!"

Wu Baiquan asked in surprise: "Zi Qiu? Are you feeling better?"

Murong Ziqiu smiled bitterly and said, "It's not good or bad. It's just that heart disease needs heart medicine. I have nothing to do here, so I might as well go to the imperial capital with you to try my luck."

Wu Baiquan put his arm around Murong Ziqiu's shoulders and laughed, "Great, great! Brothers like you and I stand shoulder to shoulder, who in the world can rival us?"

"Two senior brothers, take care of yourselves." An Ling said.

Murong Ziqiu looked at An Ling's tense face and sighed, "Junior Sister An, don't put too much pressure on yourself."

An Ling remained silent.

"Since I came here, I haven't seen you smile sincerely, except for the time when you said you wanted to fight." Murong Ziqiu said, "Is the life you have now really what you want?"

"Brother, sometimes, people don't necessarily have to live for themselves." An Ling said, "I have great ambitions, and in the process of realizing them, there will definitely be sacrifices. If I am the only one who needs to be sacrificed, then why not?"

Now it was the turn of the two senior brothers to be silent. They had a lot to say to An Ling, but in the end they swallowed them back.

In fact, there were not many people working in the Hedao League. Most of the cultivators were sent to their own areas to protect the people. An Ling was the only one left in the hall.

She looked up at the picture of the East China Sea waves, and her heart was also surging.

She was waiting for a message, or perhaps, waiting for someone to come.