My junior sister pretends to be good and deceives people every day

Yan Zhiqiao looked at his senior brothers and sisters who had serious expressions, and then at his master who had a solemn and indifferent expression.

Even though he already knew their decision, he still pretended to be unwilling to be left behind.

"Master..."

Yan Zhiqiao had just spoken when she saw the sect leader using his spiritual power to carry a pile of books to her.

"Qiao Qiao, this is the homework assigned by your teacher. You can go down the mountain only when you finish learning it."

Yan Zhiqiao: “???”

Looking at the stack of books that was already half her height, Yan Zhiqiao was stunned for the first time in her life.

Are you planning to keep her from leaving the sect for half a year?

"Pfft..."

Perhaps because he thought Yan Zhiqiao's shocked expression looked silly, Xi Shili couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The originally depressing and heavy atmosphere in the meeting hall suddenly became much more relaxed.

Feng Liyu changed his serious expression from the previous moment, and glanced at the book with an undisguised gloating look, and then fell on Yan Zhiqiao's face.

"Little Junior Sister, don't let Master down."

The strong smile that almost overflowed from his words caused Yan Zhiqiao to glare at him fiercely.

Yan Linghuan was standing next to Yan Zhiqiao. Seeing this, she quickly pulled him closer and patted his head lovingly.

"Good boy, Junior Sister. With your intelligence, these lessons are not difficult."

Yan Zhiqiao looked at Yan Linghuan with resentment, and suddenly lowered his head on her shoulder. A sullen voice sounded in the hall.

"Master, can you please look at it less?"

Where no one could see, a trace of confusion flashed across Yan Zhiqiao's clear deer eyes.

She felt that she had acted very well in front of Master Jing Mo, so why was he trying to stop her now in the name of schoolwork?

The answer to this question is actually very simple.

First, Yan Zhiqiao’s performance just now made it obvious that he wanted to follow.

Secondly, the leader was afraid that Yan Zhiqiao would be impulsive again, just like he was when he discovered that there was evil spirit in the Fang family, and act rashly.

It was a pity that the headmaster had no intention of explaining. When he heard her bargaining with some grievance, the coldness in his eyes melted a little.

But the words that came out of his mouth were still cold and ruthless.

"No."

On the way to the council hall, Yan Zhiqiao had been planning to show off his magical powers.

After all, she is in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, stronger than Gu Qingyan and the others. She should be able to convince her master to let her go with him.

result…

Seeing their firm attitudes, Yan Zhiqiao gave up the idea expressionlessly.

If you don't let her go, she'll go secretly!

Yan Zhiqiao was not in a good mood because of his rebellious nature.

She left Yan Linghuan, puffed her cheeks slightly and put the book into her Qiankun bag with a reluctant look, then snorted in a nasal and arrogant tone, and then turned around and stormed out of the meeting hall without even saying goodbye.

Everyone: "..."

As the saying goes, beauty is justice. Although Yan Zhiqiao's behavior is obviously very rude, in everyone's eyes, he looks very cute.

The headmaster looked serious, but everyone could see that he was not angry about it.

The other elders smiled kindly.

"This girl has a very bad temper."

"It's better to be older, so you won't suffer when you go out in the future."

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The departure time is set for the next day at noon.

Only the sect leader, four elders, and six direct disciples knew about the five sacred artifacts, so no one else came to see them off.

Yan Zhiqiao followed the sect leader obediently. After the sect leader and the elders had finished their instructions, he stepped forward and handed over the five amulets that he had prepared yesterday afternoon.

"Brothers and sisters, be careful and have a safe journey."

Yan Ling picked up one with a smile: "Thank you, little junior sister. Be good in the sect. I will bring you a gift when I come back."

She spoke in a relaxed tone, as if this trip was just for fun and there was no danger at all.

The other four did not refuse Yan Zhiqiao's kindness. They thanked her one by one and took an amulet from her palm and put it in their arms.

"Okay, it's getting late, let's go."

The leader gave the order, and the five people did not delay any longer, bowed one after another and boarded the flying boat.

Only when the flying boat turned into a small black dot in the sky and completely disappeared did Yan Zhiqiao turn around and go back with the headmaster and the elders.

In the following time, Yan Zhiqiao behaved very well.

It’s time to go to class and to practice sword fighting.

In the blink of an eye, it was evening.

The sun has set, but it's not dark yet.

In the small courtyard, Yan Zhiqiao closed his eyes slightly and leaned lazily on the swing chair.

The surroundings were dead quiet, but she didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

Suddenly, a crisp bell sounded from the Qiankun bag on the waist.

Yan Zhiqiao slowly opened his clear deer eyes, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

A quarter of an hour later, down the mountain.

"Owner."

Nanhe crossed his hands in front of his chest and saluted respectfully to Yan Zhiqiao.

Yan Zhiqiao said "hmm" coldly without saying any more nonsense.

"What is the method you mentioned that can quickly return to the Demon Realm without going to the North?"

Nanhe did not hide it.

"Two years ago, I built five teleportation arrays in each of the five realms."

Yan Zhiqiao reacted belatedly after hearing what was said.

No wonder he and Wang Ye disappeared so quickly after destroying the sect.

"Where is the teleportation array in the middle realm?"

"Qinghe City."

Yan Zhiqiao did not delay any longer and summoned the Su Han Sword.

"Let's go."

Seeing that Yan Zhiqiao had no intention of taking him with her, Nan He could only fly beside her obediently.

By the time we finally landed, it was already late at night.

Qinghe City originally had no curfew, and pedestrians could enter and leave the city freely after dark.

But after the Fang family tragedy, the city lord stipulated that the city gates must be closed and the barrier opened at around 10:00 p.m., and the guards had to take turns patrolling.

For Yan Zhiqiao and Nan He, these could not stop them at all.

After sneaking into the city, the two avoided the patrolling guards, turned left and right, and finally came to a simple courtyard.

There was nothing special in the yard, except for a big tree that required two people to hug with their arms outstretched.

Nanhe erected a barrier, and as the demonic energy surged in his palm, a dark portal slowly appeared in front of the tree.

"Master, you can come in now."

Yan Zhiqiao crossed his arms across his chest and did not move.

"Where will it be teleported to in the demon world?"

"Soul City. The Bone Demon Clan is entrenched in Dead Moon Mountain. Soul City is the second closest city to them."

Nanhe told Yan Zhiqiao so easily that the disciples of Shengqing Sect might not be able to find out the news even if they tried their best.

Yan Zhiqiao glanced at him indifferently and walked into the portal.

After a strong dizziness as if the world was spinning, Yan Zhiqiao found himself and Nanhe standing in a small courtyard again.

The layout of this courtyard is exactly the same as the previous one, even the trees.

If it weren't for the thick demonic energy spreading in the air, which even affected the demonic energy in his body, Yan Zhiqiao almost thought that the transmission had failed.

She looked up and saw that there were no stars in the night sky.

Not only that, one could also clearly see a layer of black fog densely covering the sky.