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

The pheasant leg flapped violently twice on the ground and then stopped moving. Bright red blood slowly dripped down the corner of the black-robed man's lips and fell onto his pale arm under Gu Ning's disgusted gaze.

"vomit!"

Gu Ning could not help but dry heave, and the man in black robe immediately started to giggle again. He raised his arm in front of Gu Ning and others, and then licked it clean with his tongue.

"So perverted." Ye Shuming rubbed the goose bumps on his arms and exclaimed in amazement, "Are all the demons so disgusting?"

Meng Jia clenched the black sword in his hand and laughed coldly, "You haven't seen anything more disgusting. They can't even be called human beings."

Hearing Meng Jia's words, Gu Ning glanced at him subconsciously.

Then I saw that the eldest senior brother, who always had a smiling, gentle and affectionate face, now had a cold face and a murderous expression, and his eyes were filled with hostility and disgust.

Could it be that... the eldest senior brother has a feud with the demons?

Gu Ning didn't get any plot from the book. Well, he was just a minor supporting character. Anyone who went against Qin Mian would be courting death. Why would there be any need to lay the groundwork for any plot?

After hearing what Meng Jia said, the man in black robe stared at them, sticky and cold, like a snake's tongue that instantly swept across the four people's cheeks, making them all feel cold at the same time.

As the four people were on edge, the black-robed man glanced at them one by one, and then laughed strangely, "The current Mingyue Sect... actually still has so many top-grade spiritual roots. I'm afraid there are only so many..."

Gu Ning frowned, and the man in black robe slowly raised his finger and pointed at him, "Who are you?"

Following his finger and looking over there, the person he was pointing at was Meng Jia, who had a cold expression on his face.

"What does it have to do with you?" Meng Jia pursed his lips. "How can a monster who lives in shameless circumstances know?"

The black-robed man was not annoyed. He just looked at Meng Jia jokingly and sneered, "You don't know where you come from, do you?"

The hilt of the sword in Meng Jia's hand made a creaking sound.

"That's right. You are just a little kid, and I don't know where you were left by some coward hiding in some corner. You are dead, so why can't you die cleanly?"

"Who are you?" Meng Jia's pupils shrank suddenly, staring at the man in black robes, "What do you know?"

The man in black robe waved his hand nonchalantly, "It doesn't matter anymore. You won't see the sun tomorrow anyway."

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of the man in black robe shook violently, and he instantly dispersed like a ghost wandering in the darkness. In the blink of an eye, he approached Meng Jia and stretched out his pale and skinny claws to grab Meng Jia's neck.

Meng Jia's feet moved suddenly, and the instinct that had been whipped up by Song Mingyue over the years made Meng Jia disappear from the spot in the blink of an eye.

As Meng Jia's afterimage shattered, Gu Ning, Ye Shuming and Ye Xiaoshu also retreated.

"Hey, that's interesting."

The man in black robe smiled again, and the next second after the smile ended, he gave Gu Ning a deathly stare.

Gu Ning screamed in surprise, and the Fusheng Sword in his hand rose silently, slashing fiercely at the hand extended by the man in black robe.

"Pfft!"

"what!"

The moment the Floating Life Sword was unsheathed, Gu Ning leaped back in the air. Just as he was about to retract the Floating Life Sword, he heard a scream from the man in black robe.

Immediately afterwards, the pale and skinny hand fell to the ground with a "bang" under the shocked and complicated gazes of the four people.

what happened?

Gu Ning stopped, staring in astonishment at the hand he had cut off so easily, then stared with wide eyes as the palm melted away in the blink of an eye, turning into a pool of black blood, and fell silent.

"Oh my god, Junior Sister, you are amazing." Ye Shuming looked at Gu Ning in surprise, "How did you do that?"

Gu Ning's eyes fell on the blood-stained Fu Sheng Sword, but he saw that the blood on the blade had disappeared completely. The Fu Sheng Sword's mumbling in his sea of ​​consciousness sounded again, "Pah, pah, pah, what old blood? It smells so bad."

"Turns out you're just a useless showpiece." Meng Jia looked coldly at the black-robed man stomping his feet and spinning in place, and said sarcastically, "Did you sell big sacks in the past? You're so good at pretending, but I don't know what you're pretending to be?"

The man in black robe hurriedly stopped the bleeding, and instantly raised his head, his vicious eyes fell on Gu Ning, whom he had never taken seriously, "What did you take?"

Gu Ning pouted, "Jian, you don't have eyes."

"What sword?"

An ordinary sword cannot break his blood refining technique.

This skin of his was nourished entirely by the essence and blood of the monsters in the valley. How could it be broken so easily by a little girl in the Foundation Establishment Stage?

He gnashed his teeth, angry, but saw Gu Ning casually patting the hilt of the Fu Sheng Sword and smiling brightly, "Why should I tell you, who do you think you are?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Ning threw the Fu Sheng Sword to Meng Jia, "Big Brother, go ahead and chop him to death!"

To be honest, this man in black robe is only good at talking, with a silly expression as if he is the only one in the world, but when it comes to fighting, he doesn't show any sign of being powerful at all.

Maybe there was...

But now, he couldn't even catch up with Meng Jia's dance under the moon, and could only face the worst Gu Ning in a death stare.

However, because he underestimated his enemy, Gu Ning easily cut off his right hand.

So all this is enough to prove that their previous guess was correct, this is a demon who is "a tiger in trouble".

After making a sword flower with his hand, Meng Jiayang threw the Fu Sheng Sword straight out of his hand.

The man in black robe was startled and subconsciously raised his right hand to grasp the sword with his bare hands, but suddenly remembered that his right hand was missing.

Just as he was distracted, the soft white sword shadow suddenly appeared before his eyes.

Seeing the Floating Life Sword approaching the black-robed man's cheek, he suddenly twisted to the right, and the head that was standing upright on his neck moved an inch to the right strangely, and the Floating Life Sword passed by his ear.

At the same time, Meng Jia turned over and jumped, steadily catching the Fu Sheng Sword. He watched coldly as a magic circle suddenly appeared under the feet of the black-robed man. Golden magic lines meandered out from the ground and climbed up the ankles of the black-robed man.

"You are cheating!" The man in black robe was furious. When he was about to fly up, he found that he was tied up tightly.

Ye Xiaoshu held his hands firmly in front of him, and raised his eyebrows lazily, "So what?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Jia raised his hand and threw the Fu Sheng Sword, heading towards the man in black robe from a distance.

This time he aimed directly at the black-robed man's waist, but he didn't expect that the black-robed man's entire upper body moved to the right for a moment, and he narrowly avoided it.

Gu Ning had already understood Meng Jia's idea. He jumped up instantly to catch the Fu Sheng Sword, then threw it towards the man in black robe with his backhand.

The man in black robe dodged to the right again before his waist could return to its original position, but he was caught off guard and was cut shallowly by the Fusheng Sword.

In an instant, black blood dripped down.

"You... are shameless!" He never expected that the disciples of a prestigious and upright sect, who always prided themselves on being upright and honest, could come up with such a shameless way of fighting.

If it was a close combat with swords, these kids would definitely not be able to beat him.

But they never fight with me in close combat!

Gu Ning chuckled, "Old man, you are behind!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Fu Sheng Sword came after him again.