Transmigrated into the original heroine whose luck was plundered

next day

Shen Qing opened the door and stretched himself, feeling refreshed. He had slept very comfortably last night.

"You're awake." A clear voice sounded beside him. Shen Qing looked over and nodded, "Good morning, Fairy Yuling."

"Good morning?" Yu Ling frowned.

"Uh, it means good morning."

Yu Ling looked at her steadily and said, "Now that you are awake, go practice your sword skills."

"it is good!"

Today Shen Qing felt very comfortable all over his body, and his spiritual power was flowing particularly smoothly.

She had a feeling that she would be able to practice swordsmanship today.

Pure water and wood spiritual power infused the blade, and the Yunshui Sword emitted a pleasant sound.

Shen Qing raised the knife, her eyes instantly became extremely sharp, she shouted loudly, and the clouds and water were fluttered by her dance.

One point can break a huge force, and one force can defeat ten skills.

As Shen Qing swung her sword, the wind around her was cut and broken. It was so powerful that Shen Qing's brows turned cold.

The shadow of a giant tree appeared behind her, with millions of branches hanging down from the tree, lush and dense.

Shen Qing swung the knife again and chopped at a tall tree in the garden. The knife light passed through the trunk without leaving any trace.

Looks like a failure?

No, not yet. The sound of shattering and disintegration exploded, and the tree turned into dust. However, strands of spiritual power spontaneously emerged from the remains of the tree and penetrated into the shadow of the giant tree behind Shen Qing.

When the spiritual power dissipated, the powder also completely disappeared.

Shen Qing retracted his knife and looked at the disappearing trees, a little surprised for a moment. Is this Yu Ling's destructive sword technique?

The main feature is to not leave a complete body, which is useful.

Putting the knife back into the sheath, Shen Qing turned his head to look at the person in the corridor. The woman was tall and slender, standing there with a heroic posture. She noticed Shen Qing's gaze and nodded slightly.

Shen Qing walked towards her immediately. Fairy Yuling had been standing there for a long time, watching her practice with the sword. Now that he had finally succeeded, he naturally wanted to share it with her.

"Fairy Yuling, I succeeded. Did you see it just now?" Shen Qing's cheeks were slightly red, blown by the wind.

Yu Ling glanced at Shen Qing with a complicated expression, then tilted her head to look to the side, "I saw it, it's not bad."

"Hehe." Shen Qing laughed happily.

Finally, she couldn't help herself and asked Shen Qing, "Do you have a friend you can trust with your life?"

Shen Qing was a little surprised at how the other party's thoughts jumped so much, but he still answered seriously: "My friend dare not say it, but I can entrust my life to my master."

Yu Ling frowned, "Your master?"

Previously, the other party was unwilling to take her as his master because he already had a master. How could Shen Qing trust a mere Nascent Soul so much?

"Yes." Thinking of the little old man Wan Ji, Shen Qing smiled. Her master was the best to her.

"I used to have a good friend. We met through a fight and later became close friends whom I could trust my life to. However..." Yu Ling stared at a certain place in the garden, her voice ethereal.

Shen Qing suddenly had an idea. It turned out that the previous setup was just to talk about your friend. Listen, there was actually the word "but"!

Generally speaking, the key point lies after "but", and there will inevitably be a drama of good friends turning against each other!

But if the other party didn't say it, could she ask it on her own initiative? Of course she couldn't, so Shen Qing just hummed a few times and nodded in agreement.

Yu Ling continued, "For some reason, she lost all her cultivation and her body became dilapidated. She misunderstood that it was me who did it and wanted to take revenge on me."

Shen Qing just nodded, without even mentioning "What happened next?" or "What happened then?"