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

The disciples of Chenshui Sect all looked at the disciples of Mingyue Sect in a joking manner. Among the seven major sects, their Chenshui Sect was at the bottom, so when would they be able to have such a proud moment?

So a disciple of the Shenshui Sect immediately looked at Song Yu with an arrogant tone.

"This little lady, if you are willing to call me good brother, I will let Senior Brother Zhou let you go."

As soon as he finished speaking, the disciples of Shenshui Sect burst into laughter, and the faces of the disciples of Mingyue Sect suddenly turned gloomy.

Song Yu's face changed. This blatant humiliation almost made her unable to stand. She could only take two steps back with tears in her eyes and forcefully explained, "No... I don't want to."

"Young lady..."

“Shut up!” The disciple of Shenshui Sect wanted to say something, but Zhou Wentian turned around with a cold face and kicked him to the ground, saying coldly, “Who do you think you are?”

The disciple's face darkened, he fell to the ground, and raised his head angrily, "Brother Zhou, I was teaching a disciple of Mingyue Sect a lesson, you hit the wrong person, didn't you?"

He looked stubborn and didn't feel that he was wrong at all.

Zhou Wentian couldn't bear it any longer and kicked him again. The disciple flew out instantly and fell to the ground with a thud in front of everyone, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

"Senior Brother Zhou."

"Senior Brother Zhou."

"Senior Brother Zhou."

Immediately, a group of disciples from the Shenshui Sect could not help but call out hurriedly.

“Shut up.” The Liuguang Sword swept coldly, and the disciples of Shenshui Sect immediately fell silent. Zhou Wentian’s expression became even more indifferent. “If you were not a disciple of Shenshui Sect, you would be a corpse right now.”

After he finished speaking, the disciple who was lying on the ground and was about to argue stopped talking indignantly. Seeing Zhou Wentian nodding and apologizing to Song Yu, the disciple clenched his fists tightly with a resentful look.

However, he did not dare to direct this resentful look at Zhou Wentian, but only looked directly at Song Yu.

After receiving Zhou Wentian's apology, Song Yu thanked him timidly and hid behind the people of Mingyue Sect.

Even so, the expressions of the Mingyue Sect disciples became even uglier.

If they can’t even protect the female disciples of their own sect, what’s the use of them?

The Mingyue Sect disciples in the field all looked embarrassed, and the situation froze for a moment. The Mingyue Sect disciples who were surrounded tightened their weapons in their hands.

After a long while, Zhou Wentian raised his eyebrows indifferently, with a hint of impatience in his brows, "If that's the case, then let's do it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Wentian stepped forward with his sword, like a wolf entering a flock of sheep. With one swift move, he knocked down the sword in the hand of the Mingyue Sect disciple who was struggling to resist, and then pointed his toes and rushed into the crowd like a sharp sword.

"Retreat, retreat." The Mingyue Sect disciples who resisted forcefully were thrown to the ground. They hurriedly gathered together and retreated while fighting. For a moment, they were at a loss.

Song Yu could hardly hold the sword in her hand, luckily there were several male disciples protecting her. She looked at the disciples of Chenshui Sect who were surrounding her more and more with some despair, and looked into the distance.

Where is their junior sister? Why hasn’t she shown up?

Just as she was thinking, a strong murderous intent suddenly burst out from the left. Song Yu subconsciously raised her hand to block with the sword, but she heard a "ding" sound, and the long sword in her hand was easily knocked down. She turned around suddenly and fell back a few meters.

When he looked carefully, he found that it was the disciple of Shenshui Sect who had just humiliated him.

He was obviously coming for Song Yu. Several male disciples of Mingyue Sect were stopped by the disciples beside him. He made a beautiful sword flower and looked Song Yu up and down without any concealment.

"No wonder men like her so much. I like her even more when she cries like a pear blossom in the rain."

The malice in the disciple's eyes was obvious. As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly stepped forward, put his arms around Song Yu's slender waist, and leaned close to Song Yu's ear.

"Call me brother and I can make you cry even more bitterly." As soon as he finished speaking, his restless claws instantly fell on Song Yu's face.

Song Yu screamed miserably in fear, then pulled out a dagger and stabbed the disciple.

"Ah, help!"

The voice was mournful and pitiful. Zhou Wentian, who was killing everyone in the crowd, looked completely gloomy.

He threw the long sword in his hand casually, and the sharp sword light "swooshed" through the sky and went towards the right hand of the disciple who was frivolous with Song Yu.

The disciple was filled with murderous intent, so he did not dare to delay. He immediately let go and retreated with a loud laugh.

But he said some dirty and indecent words, "Since Senior Brother Zhou likes her, then Junior Brother will naturally hand her over to him."

His eyes were frivolous and sarcastic as he looked at Zhou Wentian, who had an indifferent expression, and he continued to taunt, "Brother Zhou, why don't you just kidnap the beauty back to Shenshui Sect and enjoy her. I'm sure the beauty will cry until her voice becomes hoarse."

He was originally a disciple of an aristocratic family affiliated with the Chenshui Sect, and established some prestige among the inner disciples while studying in the academy.

Being suddenly slapped in the face by Zhou Wentian in public, he became extremely furious and his eyes and eyebrows were full of provocation.

Hearing his provocation, Zhou Wentian's expression did not change at all, but the look in his eyes became more and more indifferent, "You rubbish, get out!"

Arguing with such a person would lower Zhou Wentian's level.

However, the more you ignore this kind of person, the happier he will jump around.

Seeing that Zhou Wentian was indifferent, he subconsciously cast his sticky gaze on Song Yu again.

He was not stupid and knew who was the weak one among the two people present.

Could Zhou Wentian really kill himself just because of his ill will towards the female disciples of Mingyue Sect?

I am an inner disciple of the Shenshui Sect, and also a disciple of the best spiritual roots. My family pays tribute to the Shenshui Sect every year...

Thinking of this, he grinned, and Song Yu's face became even paler.

If he can’t do anything to Zhou Wentian, can he not do anything to Song Yu?

"My dear, your brother Zhou doesn't want you, and the useless people in Mingyue Sect can't protect you either. Why don't you follow me, your good brother..."

"Shut up!" The disciples of Mingyue Sect were being defeated under the siege and had to endure such insults, so one of the angry disciples shouted loudly.

"Yo, yo, yo, why are you in such a hurry?"

Unfortunately, under the absolute suppression of strength, their roars seemed like a joke, and even made some disciples of the Shenshui Sect laugh.

Zhou Wentian frowned slightly at the laughter, glanced at the Shenshui Sect disciples who were joking, and said in a deep voice, "Stop laughing."

As soon as he finished speaking, before he could take note of these misbehaving disciples one by one, a black ice sword came through the air with a "swoosh" sound, accompanied by a light laugh.

"Zhou Wentian, is this how you lead the disciples of Shenshui Sect?"

A clear female voice echoed in the misty forest. Gu Ning arrived late, but like a savior hero, he slowly landed in front of the disciples of Mingyue Sect.

"Little senior sister."

"It's Junior Sister!"

"Woo woo woo, little senior sister!"

Seeing Gu Ning, the disciples of Mingyue Sect were immediately cheered up, and Song Yu almost wanted to throw herself at Gu Ning's feet and hug her thighs.

"You humiliated my disciples of Mingyue Sect while I was away..." Gu Ning raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhou Wentian, "I thought you were an upright gentleman, why did you behave like such a mean person?"