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

Gu Ning stared at the rolling thunder with sparkling eyes. He stretched out his hand and poked Zhou Wentian's arm, his eyebrows and eyes full of pride, "My senior brother is amazing, isn't he?"

Zhou Wentian nodded with some amusement, "Great..."

After a pause, he turned to look at the girl beside him, "But she's not as good as Aning."

"Humph!" Gu Ning nodded proudly, with her hands on her hips. "Of course, I am the most talented person in Mingyue Sect."

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Jia flew up, with a mighty thunder following behind him, and the purple lightning was so dazzling that it blinded people.

"Isn't it okay, Senior Brother?" Ye Xiaoshu whispered in a low voice, a little worried.

"Don't worry, Senior Brother is not as unlucky as me, it's impossible..."

As he was speaking, Ye Xiaoshu beside him suddenly flew into the air, and was uncontrollably sucked up by the lightning.

Gu Ning: “!!!”

what's the situation!

"Third Senior Sister!" Gu Ning raised her hand and grabbed Ye Xiaoshu's ankle. Both of them had no time to react and flew up uncontrollably.

"Aning!"

The next moment, Gu Ning felt his ankle being grabbed.

"Zhou Wentian!" The next moment, Zhou Wentian's ankle was grabbed by Xie Nian again.

......

So, like a string of candied haws, when Gu Ning's feet touched the ground, she found that she was already surrounded by her relatives.

Everyone looked confused. You looked at me, I looked at you, you blinked, and I frowned.

"No, what's going on..." Finally, Xie Nian spoke first, lowering his eyes to look at the clouds under his feet, still feeling as if in a dream, "How did we enter Meng Jia's divine thunder..."

"Shh!" Before he finished speaking, Fan Sisi muted his microphone manually and said in a low voice, "Look at that."

Not far away, there was Meng Jia holding the Jinghong Sword and Ye Xiaoshu with a bewildered look on his face. They were standing in the Mingyue Sect...

The Mingyue Sect that no one is familiar with, the Mingyue Sect with corpses everywhere and blood flowing like a river...

The three big characters "Ming Yue Zong" that always shone like the bright moon were stained with blood and fell in ruins at Meng Jia's feet.

"Xiao Shu, you can't go." Meng Jia's voice, filled with pain, rang in everyone's ears and instantly captured everyone's attention.

"Big Brother, only if I go... can the Mingyue Sect have a glimmer of hope..." Ye Xiaoshu sat dejectedly on the ground, a hint of despair on his usually indifferent and aloof face.

"You know very well that he is lying to you..." Meng Jia raised his head slightly, "I may not lose..."

"Big Brother." Before Meng Jia could finish, Ye Xiaoshu chuckled, "You will definitely win in the future..."

But not now...

Ye Xiaoshu slowly got up, "Look, they didn't have to die, I was wrong..."

"Xiao Shu!" Meng Jia interrupted her, "You are a talented girl who practices both alchemy and talismans in Mingyue Sect, and you are the heir of the Ye family, a family of immortal cultivation. No one will see our proud daughter..."

"What a proud daughter of heaven..." Ye Xiaoshu shook his head, "I am just a useless person now, Senior Brother..."

"How about it, have you thought it through?" Before the brother and sister could finish their words, a black cloud rolled in, bringing with it a contemptuous and unruly voice, which successfully changed the expressions of Meng Jia and Ye Xiaoshu drastically.

All the disciples couldn't help but hold their breath and look over, only to see a man in black floating down and landing directly beside Ye Xiaoshu. He smiled slightly and leaned towards Ye Xiaoshu, "Come~"

And in his arms, he was holding another delicate and timid girl.

The girl looked numb, with no expression on her delicate little face. Her eyes were slightly drooped as she looked at Ye Xiaoshu, who was about to share the same pain as her.

"Gu Rou!" Someone exclaimed in surprise. Gu Rou, who was standing next to Gu Ning, grabbed Gu Ning's sleeve in an instant, "Sister!"

She looked at Gu Ning subconsciously, bewildered, "How could it be me! How could it be him!"

The man holding "Gu Rou" was Qin Mian, the man who should not die any more.

Gu Ning stared at the four people not far away without blinking, and held Gu Rou's hand with his backhand, saying in a calm and peaceful voice, "Arou, that's not you."

At least not you right now.

Gu Rou said "hmm" softly. Gu Ning's answer gave her great courage, allowing her to continue watching.

Not far away, Ye Xiaoshu turned her head, no longer looking at Meng Jia, no longer speaking, and tremblingly stretched out her hand towards Qin Mian, two lines of clear tears rolling down.

"Keng!" The sword was unsheathed and slashed towards Qin Mian's hand.

Qin Mian curled his lips and smiled nonchalantly. He flipped his palm and billowing black air surged out. He casually caught the blade with his bare hands.

"Clang!" The sound suddenly stopped the moment Jinghong touched the hand.

The next second, Meng Jia was knocked heavily to the ground, spitting blood, and watched Qin Mian casually grab Ye Xiaoshu's hand.

"Don't worry, I won't kill him. I promised you." Qin Mian had a sarcastic smile on his face. "If he's alive, the proud daughter of Mingyue Sect will be willing to be a slave..."

"Xiao Shu..." Meng Jia struggled on the ground, "Don't... don't go with him..."

"Patta, patta..." Crystal tears rolled down, Ye Xiaoshu knelt down and bowed towards Qin Mian, "Thank you... Master... for not killing me..."

"Puff!" The next second, a large mouthful of blood spurted out of Meng Jia's mouth as he climbed up tremblingly. He stared at the scene in front of him in disbelief, and then fell back unwillingly...

The scene ended here. The disciples who were shocked beyond words swallowed their saliva gently. Someone asked, "This is Meng Jia's Divine Transformation Heavenly Question Tribulation. Is it so...killing and heart-breaking?"

Gu Ning pursed his lips. Senior Brother’s Incarnation Heavenly Tribulation... turned out to be hatred from his previous life?

Before the disciples could come to their senses, the scene changed and it was the same as at the beginning.

Ye Xiaoshu knelt on the ground, Meng Jia held the Jinghong sword in his hand and stood in front of the Mingyue Sect's monument...

“It’s still a cycle?”

The disciples cheered up again, but they could only watch dejectedly as Meng Jia was so angry that he vomited blood and died again and again.

"Oh my, I can't stand it anymore. When will this torture end?" Fan Sisi was so angry about the separation and death that her eyes were filled with tears. "Why can't it end yet?"

And Gu Ning already understood why Senior Brother's Heavenly Tribulation of Incarnation would drag Third Senior Sister into it.

The death of the eldest senior brother...is originally related to the third senior sister.

"Soon." Gu Ning replied softly, "The purple light of the Jinghong Sword is getting stronger and stronger..."

Before he finished speaking, Qin Mian's hand came into close contact with the Jinghong Sword again.

"Meng Jia, you really won't give up...ah!" However, something unexpected happened at this moment. Qin Mian's sarcastic smile had just been half-drawn when the Jinghong sword slashed through the black air with a "swoosh" and cleanly cut off the hand to the ground.

As the sound of slaughtering a pig rang out, Ye Xiaoshu, whose face was filled with despair, and Gu Rou, who looked numb, both showed expressions of shock.

"Big Brother!" Ye Xiaoshu turned around in shock and saw the sky full of brilliant purple sword light. Meng Jia seemed to be a peerless hero stepping on colorful clouds, soaring into the sky.

The Jinghong Sword made a crisp sound, like the shattering of jade at Kunshan, and in the blink of an eye it fell on Qin Mian.

This time, Qin Mian didn't have the slightest chance to fight back and was chopped into ashes.