Junior sister, she reached the pinnacle of life by picking up rags

"Yan Yun has never gained anything because of looking like you, and didn't he give it all back to Senior Sister? Even if he did, it was Master's fault. It wasn't Yan Yun who asked for it."

Jiang Qinghe ran to Yan Yun and spoke in dissatisfaction, and her voice became lower and lower as she spoke. It was obvious that she was afraid of being beaten by Yu Feng.

No one was expecting him to say this.

Yan Yun looked up at him, his heart was filled with ripples, and he didn't know how to express a thousand words. In the end, he could only say thank you, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

"Qingyue, we were the ones who let you down in that incident..."

Wen Qingyu finally sighed, and looked a little depressed. He seemed to be lost in memories while speaking.

"Ever since you brought her in, this sect has long since deteriorated in my heart. Put away your useless apology, I don't need it."

Song Qingyue wiped away her tears with her sleeves. If she had known this would happen, she would rather not have come back.

Why should even the eldest brother favor her? It is obvious that the eldest brother loves her the most.

Yanyun: I favor you x.

"Yanyun, don't you have anything to say?"

The sharp words of the people around him rang in his ears, "If I were you, how would I have the nerve to stay here?"

"Master Sister is so miserable! If I were Master Sister, I would definitely be angrier than her..."

"So, what do you want?"

Yan Yun was heartbroken listening to their gossip. She had experienced such scenes many times in her previous life. Since Song Qingyue was going crazy, she would go crazy too.

"Do you want me to die? Then I will die now and return my life to Senior Sister."

"Yanyun, stop talking nonsense."

Wen Qingyu also had a headache. When had he ever dealt with such a thing?

But before he could say a few more words, in front of everyone's shocked gaze, Yan Yun, with tears in his eyes, squatted down, grabbed the sword that was stepped on and had cracks all over it, and wiping it straight across his neck.

"Senior Sister, I'll give you this life back!"

"Yanyun!"

Jiang Qinghe was so frightened that his heart was trembling. His hands were faster than his brain and he snatched the sword away in time. It was just a little bit away and his junior sister would have almost died again.

"Junior sister...don't be impulsive!"

Wen Qingyu was stunned. How could he die just like that? Seeing Jiang Qinghe snatch the sword away, his heart was really up and down.

Song Qingyue snorted coldly, it’s not like he’s really dead!

"Brother, don't believe her, she..."

"Qingyue, what else do you want? We are all from the same sect, why make such a fuss!"

Wen Qingyu said harshly, his nerves throbbing with anger.

"Thank you for speaking for me, Senior Brother. But Yan Yun has no face to live in this world. Senior Sister, it's all my fault. I wish I wasn't alive."

"It's better for me to die. I think the senior sister really wants me to die."

Yan Yun pretended to cover her face and cry, then squatted down and tried to pick up the Frost Flower Sword again.

"..."

Jiang Qinghe kicked the sword away without hesitation.

"..."

Song Qingyue watched her sword being kicked away and landed directly in front of her, "Jiang Qinghe!"

"You dare to kick my sword, you you you——"

"Big sister, didn't you see Yan Yun was about to die? Is your heart made of stone?"

Jiang Qinghe had no idea that Yan Yun did this on purpose. He only knew that his junior sister was going to die again.

"Yanyun, go back first. Don't take this matter to heart. I will talk to your senior sister."

Wen Qingyu didn't know what to say, and hurriedly sent them back, "Qinghe, send her back."

The people at the sword arena have already surrounded the place, and I think it won't be long before the news reaches the ears of the uncles, which will be really troublesome!

His brows were deeply furrowed, disturbing his otherworldly air.

Yan Yun achieved his goal. Jiang Qinghe had wanted to leave for a long time, so he pulled Yan Yun away.

When passing Song Qingyue, facing her unfriendly gaze, Yan Yun still smiled gently. Looking at the scarlet light above her head, she seemed to know something extraordinary.

Ever since she opened her Ren meridian last night, she can see things that others cannot see.

Yan Yun could see that there was a cluster of light above everyone's head, some were grey as if mixed with dust, some were very dim, and some were very weak.

For example, the white light on Jiang Qinghe's head was pure white and very bright. The same was true for Wen Qingyu. It was pure white and the brightest she had ever seen today.

But the color above Song Qingyue's head was scarlet. Although it was very bright, it was full of evil. She felt dizzy after just one look.

Why didn't Yu Feng let others explore Song Qingyue's soul? Was it because he trusted her, or was there some other hidden secret?

After they left, Song Qingyue followed them out. She walked quickly and left Wen Qingyu far behind.

I unknowingly walked into an empty peach forest. It was early summer and the flowers had already withered.

"Qingyue, if you rashly hurt someone again in the future, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Wen Qingyu caught up with her at some point, and when he saw that there was no one around, he suddenly grabbed her hand and whispered a warning.

He didn't understand why his master had to hide such a thing, but the other party was his junior sister who had been with him for many years, how could he bear to let her die again?

Thinking of this, Wen Qingyu's brows were filled with helplessness and pain.

Song Qingyue pursed his lips, unable to vent the irritation in his heart for a while, so he could only yell impatiently, "What do you care!"

At this moment, her eyes were slightly red, which looked strange and abnormal.

Wen Qingyu felt the fluctuation of power in her body, sighed, and then injected a talisman into her body.

"Are you awake?"

It took a long time before the power in her body calmed down.

"Brother, I'm sorry."

"Brother, I don't want to do this either, but I can't help it. I really don't want this..."

Song Qingyue thought back to what she had done and felt a little helpless for a moment. Her eyes were full of panic and confusion. She squatted on the ground hugging her knees, as if she wanted to hide herself.

She had clearly tried very hard to control herself, but those thoughts and words just came out of her mouth like crazy...

She didn't want to force Yan Yun like that. She really wanted to teach her, but she really couldn't control herself.

Yan Yun sent Jiang Qinghe back when she returned to Songxue Peak. It wasn’t like she really wanted to die.

"Big Sister wasn't like this before. Although she had a bad temper, she was still very nice to us. I don't know what happened to her."

Jiang Qinghe left after leaving these helpless words. Perhaps time has really changed too much.

Yan Yun had never come into contact with Song Qingyue before she fell into the demon world, so naturally he didn't know her past.

But the damage she is doing to her now is very real.

"Host, do you still remember your master punishing you with confinement?"

"I don't remember. Anyway, he doesn't know whether I went or not."

Yan Yun shook her head. This was the only advantage. No one cared about her at ordinary times.

Now her sword was broken and naturally could not be used. Fortunately, there was a half-new sword in the house.

When the wind and snow stopped, she picked up a broom and swept the snow in the yard, clearing a space for herself to practice.

Following her memory, she first practiced the basic skills, and then swung the sword 20,000 times.

When she finished, she was not only sweating profusely, but her hands were almost broken. But this was not enough, she had to make herself stronger.

If she is strong, then she can break these unwarranted shackles that Jiazhu has put on her.