I traveled through the book and became a junior sister of a sect. The plot is decided by me.

Seeing the dejected look of the little girl in front of him, Ye Shuming felt soft in his heart, "It's okay, I'll accompany you."

The delicate and soft little loli turned out to be the famous Soul-Breaking Sword Spirit. The contrast is amazing.

He really wanted to touch the Soul-Breaking Sword Spirit's head like he was stroking a kitten's fur, but he finally gave up the touch in embarrassment at the little Lolita's sinister gaze.

"What's your name?" He then greeted the Soul-Breaking Sword Spirit enthusiastically, "My name is Ye Shuming."

“No name.” The Soul-Breaking Sword Spirit rolled his eyes unhappily, “Bloodthirsty, Soul-Breaking, Demonic Sword, whatever you want to call it.”

"It doesn't sound good." Ye Shuming shook his head, "How can a little girl be named like this..."

"I am your aunt, the famous Demon Sword!" The little girl stood up, "Please be respectful. If you provoke me, I will kill you."

"Okay, okay, kill me." Ye Shuming followed her words, "Why don't I give you a name..."

"Get out of here! I like the word 'Soul-Breaking'!" Fearing that Ye Shuming would give her a weird name, the Soul-Breaking Sword Spirit stood up suddenly and glared at Ye Shuming angrily.

"Get lost now." She looked in the direction where Gu Ning and the others disappeared. "If you don't leave now, you really won't be able to leave."

"I'll accompany you." Ye Hanhan blinked his eyes, "Didn't you already cast a curse on me?"

Duanhun rolled his eyes, "Yes, but you can't die. That fierce girl can help you."

The fierce girl Ye Xiaoshu huddled in the corner: "... Junior Sister, you are right. This Soul-Breaking Sword Spirit does reveal crystal-clear stupidity."

Gu Ning nodded, "She showed up because of what Second Senior Brother said. I think she must have a good impression of Second Senior Brother."

The most important thing is that there is evil spirit on the Soul-Breaking Sword, but not on her.

The only explanation is that she, the sword spirit, was newly born.

The people hiding in the corner knew this truth very well, so they dared to let the fool Ye Shuming negotiate with Duanhun so confidently and boldly.

"But... she threatened us, so we naturally cannot be threatened." The next second, Gu Ning raised his eyebrows and said, "We must make her suffer."

As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Hun's expression suddenly changed. He suddenly raised his foot and kicked Ye Shuming in the heart, kicking Ye Shuming away.

Then, her pupils suddenly became empty.

At the same time, the black evil spirit on the Soul-Breaking Sword suddenly became stronger, and an almost transparent shadow appeared in front of them.

"Xiao Duanhun, why haven't you figured it out yet?" A gentle voice with a hint of smile sounded. The bookish young man stood in front of the little Lolita with a fan in his hand. His expression changed instantly the next second.

"Has anyone been here?" His eyes suddenly became fierce, and he swept them to Ye Shuming, "You actually want to form a bond with such a young boy?"

He curled his lips lightly, waved his hand casually, and the demonic energy rose up and pounced on Ye Shuming in an instant.

Ye Shuming held his head with his arms, rolled back, and jumped up the moment he raised his hand and swung the sword. He looked at the weak scholar in front of him fiercely, "Who are you?"

This person was just a shadow, but he gave him such a strong sense of oppression.

"Swish, swish, swish!" When Ye Shuming made a move, Gu Ning and others also stood up instantly and threw their weapons forward one after another.

"Bang bang bang!" After a series of collision sounds, the casual attack was completely resolved.

"It turns out there are so many little mice hiding in the dark." The scholar smiled slightly, and a gentle smile appeared on his almost transparent white face.

"Are you the direct disciples of the Shenshui Sect?" He tilted his head and looked them up and down. Suddenly, his smile disappeared and he pointed directly at Meng Jia, "Who... are you?"

In an instant, the feeling of being stared at by a poisonous snake made Meng Jia's scalp tingle.

"Let them...go!" Without waiting for Meng Jia to make any move, Duan Hun's expression changed rapidly and he shouted sternly, "Otherwise I will destroy myself!"

The scholar turned his head, his eyes slightly cold, "You think... I'm afraid of you..."

"Come here!" He looked at Duanhun and pulled back with his backhand. Meng Jia rushed forward uncontrollably. All the spirit swords were suppressed to the ground and made a creaking sound at this moment.

"Big Brother!" Two voices sounded at the same time, the Wandering Dragon Sword soared into the sky, and dragon scales danced all over the sky. Gu Ning and Zhou Wentian rushed forward with bare fists, grabbing Meng Jia's arms on the left and right.

"Fun." The scholar's pupils changed slightly, as if an endless vortex suddenly appeared in everyone's sea of ​​consciousness. In just a moment, the Wandering Dragon Sword whimpered, and Ye Xiaoshu, Ye Shuming, Zhou Wentian and Meng Jia all looked confused.

"Concentrate!" However, Gu Ning was out of control and shouted loudly the moment he used the soul-controlling technique.

"Eh?" The scholar's eyes fell on Gu Ning, "You... are not within the Heavenly Dao?"

Gu Ning's heart was shocked, and while he was distracted, he raised his hand and sent out a spiritual message, intending to fight to the death with this scholar of unknown origin.

Fortunately, Li Guzi was very helpful. At the moment when the scholar came to his senses, a sword light fell from the sky and hit the scholar with a "bang", instantly dispersing the phantom.

The shadow dissipated, and a gentle voice fell into Gu Ning's ears, "Little girl, it's quite interesting."

"Demon Lord, you really have no shame in bullying a child in such a sneaky way." Li Guzi opened his eyes in the Shenshui Palace.

It was a close call. I almost lost my disciple on my own land.

"Li Guzi... is so lucky."

In the sword tomb, everyone was lying limply on the ground. The oppressive feeling of being on the verge of life and death was too strong.

"Who is that?"

"It's the Demon Lord." Li Guzi responded from a distance.

Hearing this, several people looked at each other. They were able to survive after facing the Demon Lord head-on. They were really... lucky.

"You... take me away." Without waiting for others to say anything, Duan Hun walked to Ye Shuming again and ordered.

Ye Shuming: "...How can I take you away?"

Gu Ning raised his hand resignedly at this moment, "I'll help you."

Zhou Wentian also raised his hand like Gu Ning, "I can, too."

After this experience, Duan Hun has completely cleared himself.

Such a magic sword must not fall into the hands of the Demon Lord again. It is safer to let one of our own family members hold it.

So, Ye Shuming sat there like a good boy, watching Gu Ning and Zhou Wentian take great pains to untie the contract between Broken Soul and the Demon Lord, and then obediently took over the cold Broken Soul.

In the Demon Palace, the pale-faced scholar opened his eyes and curled his lips, "Interesting, these kids are really brave."