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

Because it was a self-destruction, not only did the group of monks not leave intact their bodies, but the cages that held them were also blown beyond recognition.

Fortunately, Frost Snow City has tightened its guard after the last prison break, otherwise someone might have taken the opportunity to escape.

After hearing this, Yan Zhiqiao felt no ripples in his heart.

It's just that this group of people deserved it.

But she thought of Nanhe.

He wanted to use the blood-attracting pill to control her.

Originally, since the self-torture tactic worked and was very effective, she decided to let him go for the time being.

But now...

Yan Zhiqiao felt that he needed to think carefully about whether or not to keep him.

After chatting, Yan Linghuan sat for a while, but when she saw it was getting late, she said goodbye and left.

She had to go back and purify the Sanqing Ding.

Yan Zhiqiao did not keep her, nor did he go to investigate the situation of the artifact.

Ever since she stole the Sanqing Ding, she has never shown any thoughts about the artifact.

Such a nonchalant attitude undoubtedly made it so that people who knew about this matter would not have any suspicion towards her.

After Yan Linghuan left, Yan Zhiqiao went to Liuyun Hall to find his master.

Unexpectedly, I met Jiang Ciyuan on the way there.

There was another person beside him.

A female disciple in disciple uniform was talking to him, looking at him with eyes full of admiration.

After not seeing each other for a month, Jiang Ciyuan still looked as indifferent and cold as before.

But when facing the female disciple, he obviously did not deliberately act distant and indifferent as he had done to Yan Zhiqiao before.

Yan Zhiqiao saw this scene with an indifferent expression, his eyes dimmed with a barely perceptible chill.

Oh, what a difference between men and women.

Jiang Ciyuan and the female disciple not far away quickly noticed Yan Zhiqiao's presence.

Unlike Jiang Ciyuan who froze instantly, the female disciple waved her hand towards Yan Zhiqiao excitedly and enthusiastically.

"Little senior sister!"

Yan Zhiqiao raised his eyes and met Jiang Ciyuan's gaze from a distance, but before he could show his defense as if facing a great enemy, he calmly looked away and looked at the female disciple.

"Ah."

"Little Senior Sister, are you here to look for Third Senior Brother?"

Yan Zhiqiao caught a glimpse of Jiang Ciyuan who seemed to be eager to say something, and curled his lips slightly.

"No."

After she denied it, she walked forward, and when she passed by the two of them, she did not stop for a moment.

A faint fragrance wafted through the nose and soon disappeared completely with Yan Zhiqiao's departure.

Jiang Ciyuan stood there at a loss, and suddenly felt that he had been too self-indulgent for being on guard just a moment ago.

He had said it so decisively before, how could the junior sister still get close to him?

Beneath the heavy ridiculous mood, there is an indescribable complex and dull feeling suppressed.

Jiang Ciyuan suddenly lost his patience.

"Junior Sister Xu, if there is anything you don't understand about swordsmanship, please go and ask Master for advice. My level is limited and I really can't guide you."

Although he never interacted closely with female disciples, he would usually agree to normal communication and requests for guidance.

This was the first time he rejected someone.

After saying that, Jiang Ciyuan didn't even give the other party a chance to speak and left.

On the other side, Yan Zhiqiao arrived at Liuyun Palace.

"Master, I have completed the tasks you assigned to me. Can I go down the mountain now?"

The master was busy, and when he heard this, he stopped writing and looked at his little disciple.

"Now?"

Yan Zhiqiao nodded.

"When will you return?"

The head of the sect looked like an old father who was worried about his daughter leaving home, which was really inconsistent with his cold appearance.

However, seeing Yan Zhiqiao's cute and well-behaved appearance, but also his innocent appearance that is easily deceived, makes people feel that his worry is not excessive at all.

Yan Zhiqiao thought about it.

It's just 3 p.m. now, so it's still early.

"It's midnight."

The headmaster frowned slightly, but did not stop him.

"Go ahead and be safe."

"Okay, I'll take my leave."

After leaving Liuyun Hall, Yan Zhiqiao walked straight out of the sect.

After flying down the mountain on her sword, she found an empty place, took out the Wind Chime and shook it, then condensed a magic bird to send a message to Nanhe.

She is in a very bad mood now and wants to find someone to vent her anger on.

In the past, as long as Yan Zhiqiao shook the Liufeng Chime, Nanhe would respond quickly, but now she waited for a long time and there was no movement from the Liufeng Chime.

Now Yan Zhiqiao felt even more unhappy.

If she hadn't sensed that Nanhe was in the demon world at the moment, she would really want to go to his house and beat him up.

After staying there for a while, Yan Zhiqiao put the Liufengling back into the Qiankun bag and flew towards Mingxi City on his sword.

After entering the city, she wandered around bored.

She had no purpose in going down the mountain this time, she just wanted to go out for a walk.

When they walked to a snack shop, Yan Zhiqiao went in and bought a piece of amber candy.

She picked up a piece of light yellow chocolate and put it in her mouth. The sweetness spread and the irritability in her heart finally eased.

Just then, the magic bird came back.

A demonic energy that was imperceptible to the naked eye returned to Yan Zhiqiao's body, and at the same time, a picture emerged in her mind.

In the dim dungeon, Nanhe, who always dressed like a modest gentleman, now had no image at all.

He was lying in the corner, dirty all over, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

The magic bird flew in front of him and chirped twice.

I saw his fingers move, then he reluctantly turned his head to look into the eyes of the magic bird, and spoke in a weak voice.

"Master... the Rakshasa clan has taken away... the body of the Lord, and the Soul Devouring Pill and the recipe... have also fallen into their hands..."

It was a simple sentence, but he seemed to have used up all his strength.

After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes and fainted again.

Yan Zhiqiao bit the amber candy thoughtfully and licked it lightly with the tip of his tongue.

No wonder there was no response, it turns out he was arrested.

It's interesting that the Rakshasa clan was able to capture the cunning Nanhe.

However, if the Soul-Devouring Pill and the pill recipe fall into their hands, does it mean that they are very likely to set their sights on the Three Purities Cauldron again?

The Bone Demon Lord cannot recognize the artifact, but the Rakshasa clan may not be able to do so.

If they knew that the artifact was in Yan Linghuan's hands...

The situation is not good.

This speculation should have made people nervous and anxious, but Yan Zhiqiao's eyes revealed a bit of interest in watching a good show.

Thinking of this, she simply stopped wandering around, left Mingxi City, flew back to the sect on her sword, and prepared to go to the library to look up information about the Rakshasa clan.

Although Mingxi City is the closest city to Lingxiao Sect, there is a large plain between the two.

When Yan Zhiqiao was flying on his sword to an open place, he suddenly stopped.

Right in front of us, a graceful figure appeared from the void.

She is very beautiful, different from Yan Zhiqiao's holiness and purity, and also different from Yan Linghuan's beauty and charm. She has a very unique, dignified and elegant beauty.

Seeing Yan Zhiqiao looking at her quietly, she raised her lips slightly and put on a decent smile.

"Miss Yan."

If Yan Zhiqiao had not been able to sense the evil spirit emanating from her, he would have probably mistaken her for a righteous disciple from somewhere.

"What's the matter?"

The woman saw her calmness and composure, which immediately deepened her smile.

"Do you still want Nanhe's life?"