It’s all Shura field!

"Put her down!"

An extremely cold voice sounded, and Fang Jingzhi raised his eyes to see a man in white.

His expression was calm, and his eyes were steady, making it impossible to tell any emotion from him.

"Oh, who was I thinking? It turned out to be Lin Yanzhou from the Qingyun Sword Sect. How come you know the person in his arms?"

Fang Jingzhi looked at Lin Yanzhou, who was emitting a cold aura, and his gaze fell on the sword in his hand.

The Qingshuang Sword is a well-known sword on the Shenwu Continent. Its blade glows with a cold green light, and it is as cold and ruthless as Lin Yanzhou, making him disgusting.

"Put her down and leave quickly!"

Lin Yanzhou did not answer. His narrow eyes moved slightly and looked at the person in Fang Jingzhi's arms. Noticing her weak breath, he said lightly.

"Who is she to you?"

Fang Jingzhi suddenly hugged the person in his arms tighter. He was originally the young master of the Spirit Beast Sect, but he loved swordsmanship, so he often went to Qingyun Sword Sect to learn swordsmanship from the elders.

However, Lin Yanzhou has always been a loner, obsessed with swordsmanship, and no one has ever heard of him getting close to anyone, let alone a woman.

"You don't need to know!"

Lin Yanzhou's eyes were deep, and he exuded a sense of quietness. His tone was even colder, which made Fang Jingzhi extremely unhappy.

"What if I must take it away?"

Fang Jingzhi had just transferred some spiritual power to Song Qingbai to protect her heart meridians. Seeing that her face was still pale, he just wanted to take people to the clinic as soon as possible.

With a swish sound, the sword slashed across Fang Jingzhi's cheek with a chilling sword energy.

Fang Jingzhi, whose face was bruised, had anger in his eyes. The person he disliked most in the entire Qingyun Sword Sect was Lin Yanzhou.

It would have been fine if he never got close to anyone on weekdays, but he relied on his superb swordsmanship and powerful cultivation to become the first disciple.

Not only is he loved in the Qingyun Sword Sect, but even his peers in other sects regard him as a role model.

"Lin Yanzhou, do you know that if you offend me, you will offend the entire Spirit Beast Sect!"

"so what?"

Lin Yanzhou raised his eyelids slightly and flew up.

When he raised the sword, it was like frost and glowed with silver light. The sword energy alone was enough to force Fang Jingzhi to take a few steps back.

The cultivation of the two was not at the same level at all. Lin Yanzhou did not take Fang Jingzhi seriously. The reason he came here at this moment was entirely because of Song Qingbai.

Lin Yanzhou is extremely talented. In the entire Shenwu Continent, there has never been anyone who has reached the Spirit Severing Stage at the age of only twenty.

Fang Jingzhi watched helplessly as the person in his arms was snatched away, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. Seeing this, the Qilin beside him also wanted to pounce on him with his fangs and claws, but was scared away by a look from Lin Yanzhou.

"Lin Yanzhou, just wait for me!"

Seeing that Lin Yanzhou was holding the unconscious person and had no ill intentions, Fang Jingzhi warned him fiercely before reluctantly sitting on the Qilin and leaving.

Lin Yanzhou stood still, not paying any attention to Fang Jingzhi's warning. The moonlight was like water, and it even lost its luster under his face.

In a moment, Lin Yanzhou seemed to have thought of something. He took out a pill from his arms and fed it to Song Qingbai.

He glanced at Song Qingbai's blood-stained clothes again, then put her on the ground with some disgust and turned away.

The chirping of birds woke up Song Qingbai from his deep sleep, and the sunlight was a little dazzling.

Song Qingbai sat up and realized that she had been lying on the ground all night. She stretched her aching body. If it weren't for the blood stains on her chest, she would have been dead.

She almost thought that the man she met last night was just a dream!

Who on earth was this person who not only randomly fed her medicine, but also ran away while she was unconscious?

Is he really a man? Song Qingbai cursed secretly, as if he didn't know that there were other people who appeared last night.

"Ruyi? Are you here?"

"What does the host want from me?"

"What happened last night?"

"Two mid-grade spirit stones!"

A familiar voice rang in his mind. Song Qingbai almost fainted from anger as he fell into a system obsessed with money.

"Forget it, you can go back first if you have nothing else to do!"

Song Qingbai was extremely helpless. When he was squandering money in the past, he never thought that one day he would have to worry about lack of money.

Well, the fever has subsided, and there is nothing unusual in the body except for some aches and pains. Song Qingbai carefully checked his body and felt relieved.

He is really lucky. He vomited at least a basin of blood last night, but he was fine after a good night's sleep?

Song Qingbai's thoughts were confused for a moment, but she still chose to return the same way. In the dilapidated house, Ji Yunshen still hadn't returned.

"How come it takes so long to get medicine?"

Song Qingbai changed into a clean but still bleached dress and sat in the yard, looking at the mottled light and shadow, feeling bored.

No, I have to go out and see what exactly has delayed Ji Yunshen?

......

"Sister Su, this piece of trash has been hanging here all night because he blocked your way. It's interesting that he's still holding the medicine tightly."

Lou Xinyue was wearing a fiery red dress and holding a long whip in her hand. As she spoke, she circulated her spiritual power and whipped Ji Yunshen who was hanging upside down on the tree.

Ji Yunshen's mask fell off, his hair was disheveled, and his clothes were also washed white. His face was a little red due to being hung all night, his eyes were slightly closed, and he looked very embarrassed.

He remained silent even when the whip with spiritual power was hitting him. He slowly opened his eyes and stared coldly at Lou Xinyue's face. But despite this, Ji Yunshen still held a white porcelain bottle tightly in his hand and refused to let go.

"Humph! What are you looking at? A useless person is just a waste of Qingyun Sword Sect's food!"

Lou Xinyue felt a little creepy when he stared at her and snorted coldly.

When she moved her wrist slightly and wanted to whip him again, she was gently stopped by the person next to her.

"Xinyue, he was picked up by the previous sect master after all, don't hurt his life. Now that he has been hung for a night, it can be regarded as a punishment. Someone, put him down."

The girl who was speaking was wearing a wisteria-colored silk dress. She had delicate features, bright eyes, white teeth, and an air of natural beauty.

When she smiles, there are two shallow dimples on her cheeks. She can’t be said to be very beautiful, but she is pretty.

If Song Qingbai's beauty is thrilling and brings disaster to the country and the people, then her beauty is gentle and beautiful.

The two are of similar age. Song Qingbai just turned sixteen this year, and Su Yimo is one year older than her.

However, Su Yimo is the only daughter of the acting sect leader Su Xuhai, so her status in Qingyun Sword Sect is naturally extraordinary.

Lou Xinyue was from a small place. She was able to enter the sect thanks to her rare mutated thunder spirit root. She had a low status, so Su Yimo was the leader in everything, and she had to curry favor with her everywhere.

"Yi Mo, you are just soft-hearted and kind. The fact that such a person can still stay in the sect is also thanks to the kindness of the Acting Sect Master."

Lou Xinyue said flatteringly that ever since she had Su Yimo's care, no one in Qingyun Sword Sect dared to mess with her.

"Xinyue, I've told you so many times that even though he doesn't have any spiritual veins, he's still a living person. How can you humiliate him so easily?"

Su Yimo slowed down her tone. On the surface, she seemed magnanimous, but in fact, she hated the person in front of her. How dare a loser like her look down on her? He had such a guts.