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

A good night's sleep.

After waking up, Yan Zhiqiao found a wooden box beside him.

Inside was a emerald green jade pendant and a piece of paper.

On it was a message left by Yan Linghuan, saying that the jade pendant was a thank-you gift from her.

Yan Zhiqiao put down the paper, picked up the jade pendant, took a look at it, and put it back into the box.

After getting up and washing, she went downstairs with the Su Han sword.

Because he and Jiang Ciyuan have become closer recently, they would go out for morning exercises together.

But at this moment, Yan Zhiqiao did not see Jiang Ciyuan outside the courtyard gate.

I knocked on the door, but there was no movement from inside.

She just thought that Jiang Ciyuan had something to do and left early, so she didn't take it too seriously.

It was not until she learned from her master that Jiang Ciyuan would no longer watch her practice, and then discovered that he was obviously avoiding her, that she realized something was wrong.

Although Yan Zhiqiao was drunk last night and couldn't hear the conversations of the people around him, he still remained a little wary of the outside world.

She was very sure that she was not drunk and did not say anything to annoy Jiang Ciyuan.

So, why was he avoiding her?

Yan Zhiqiao couldn't guess Jiang Ciyuan's thoughts, and was too lazy to guess.

When dusk fell and Jiang Ciyuan returned to the courtyard, she blocked him in the yard.

Unlike his assertive behavior, Yan Zhiqiao spoke with a hint of uneasiness.

"Brother, did I do something to make you unhappy after I got drunk last night?"

She looked up at Jiang Ciyuan. In the hazy twilight, her watery deer eyes were full of confusion.

Jiang Ciyuan thought of the disgusting dream he had last night.

Yan Zhiqiao in the dream was still holy and beautiful. She looked at him with particularly innocent and simple eyes, but her actions were very presumptuous.

She took the initiative to kiss him, hug him, and then push him down, doing all the intimate things that only lovers can do.

It is said that dreams are the opposite.

So...he had developed desires for Junior Sister.

For Jiang Ciyuan, this was something that was hard for him to accept. It was a nightmare dominated by his nature.

No wonder he always becomes unlike himself when facing Yan Zhiqiao.

Before he eliminated the inappropriate thoughts, he could no longer face his junior sister with a calm mind and could only choose to avoid her.

Jiang Ciyuan forced himself to look away, his expression was colder and more serious than ever before.

"No."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Yan Zhiqiao noticed that something was wrong with his mood.

"Then why don't you continue to practice with me?"

Jiang Ciyuan's breathing became heavier, as if he had made up his mind, and he suddenly met Yan Zhiqiao's gaze.

"Junior sister, there are differences between men and women. We should keep a distance from each other. Also, if you need others to watch you even when you practice, you might as well give up as soon as possible."

His tone was very cold and impolite, and he was obviously determined to stay away from Yan Zhiqiao.

Yan Zhiqiao was stunned for a moment, unable to understand what was going on with this person.

He was apparently fine before last night and was quite gentle to her, so why did she change just because she was drunk?

"Senior brother..."

Yan Zhiqiao reached out his hand with some concern, trying to pull Jiang Ciyuan's sleeve, but he was quick to dodge.

"Junior sister, please respect yourself."

Hearing the extremely harsh scolding, Yan Zhiqiao didn't react at all. Instead, Jiang Ciyuan clenched his fists, and an indescribable pain surged in his heart.

"I have something else to do. Bye."

After speaking hurriedly, he quickly walked around Yan Zhiqiao and entered the house.

The door of the hall was slammed shut with a loud bang.

Yan Zhiqiao turned around slowly, and all the disguised appearance of weakness disappeared.

She looked at the closed door expressionlessly, her clear deer eyes sank little by little, and were finally covered by thick black.

Yan Zhiqiao has always acted on impulse, but this time, Jiang Ciyuan really aroused his competitive spirit and possessiveness.

The dragon she has set her eyes on will never escape from her grasp.

However, Yan Zhiqiao was not willing to humble himself and please even the target of his pursuit, so he was naturally not the type of person who would rush into it at this moment.

She turned and left the courtyard, going straight to Liuyun Palace to find her master.

Under the pretext of wanting to practice in seclusion, he avoided all outings.

The sect has a rule that disciples must not miss daily morning training and lessons unless they have reached a critical point of breakthrough or are seriously ill.

But considering Yan Zhiqiao's special circumstances and the urgent need to use spiritual power to balance the demonic power, the sect leader thought about it and agreed.

So for the next month, Yan Zhiqiao locked himself in the yard.

She never went out of the front door or the back door, and she didn't allow anyone to visit her.

After this move, Jiang Ciyuan thought he should be relieved for Yan Zhiqiao's tactfulness.

But in fact, it felt like a huge rock was pressing on his chest, which made him feel heavy, stuffy and uncomfortable.

And he himself didn't even realize that before going out and when coming back every day, he would subconsciously look towards the closed gate next door.

As late autumn approached, as Yan Zhiqiao successfully advanced to the late stage of foundation building, the door of the courtyard finally opened.

She took the initiative to propose seclusion. Although she wanted to be angry with Jiang Ciyuan, it was more for the purpose of practicing seriously.

Unfortunately, it only improved a small level.

Yan Zhiqiao was not very satisfied with his own cultivation speed.

However, when she appeared in front of people, she undoubtedly stimulated the group of ordinary disciples.

Among this group of people, even the most talented ones will be stuck in the foundation-building stage for several years.

But what about Junior Sister... She just practiced in seclusion for a while and then easily made a breakthrough.

Such terrifying training speed and talent are truly beyond their reach.

When Yan Zhiqiao came out of confinement, the first person to visit him was Yan Linghuan.

Perhaps it was because of the time when she kneaded Yan Zhiqiao's face that the door to a new world was opened to her, so that every time she saw Yan Zhiqiao now, Yan Linghuan couldn't help but want to pinch her face.

It feels really good!

Yan Zhiqiao felt helpless about this and could only pull down her hand that was trying to attack her again and again.

Yan Linghuan didn't mind and went on to share with her what had happened in the cultivation world recently.

After the Bone Demon Clan was destroyed, news soon spread that it was the Lingxiao Sect that was responsible.

For a time, Lingxiao Sect became famous.

The Shengqing Sect originally wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to get a piece of the pie, but unfortunately, apart from producing two corpses of bone demons, they knew nothing else, so they could only reluctantly give up the idea of ​​grabbing the credit.

The only thing left in this horrifying family massacre is to deal with the group of monks who took the Blood-Attracting Pill.

There were those who supported killing them and wanted to avenge the women who had died unjustly, while there were also those who, having received favors from them, pleaded for them.

However, the opinions within the five major sects were unanimous: to kill.

Using women's flesh and blood to make elixirs is such a cruel act that goes against the harmony of nature and human ethics. It would not be too much if they were killed ten thousand times.

But before they could decide on the execution date, the group of monks died first.

Died by self-explosion.

Blood-attracting pills are addictive.

After they were arrested, they could barely tolerate the effects of the drugs in the first month, but they could hardly hold on in the second month.

By the third month, the drug addiction was like a cancer attached to their bones. When it attacked, they lost their minds and gradually became crazy, and finally died in extreme pain.