Now that we're in a book, isn't it reasonable to use some cheats?

"Master, our junior sister has gone crazy!" The third senior brother, who was obsessed with alchemy, came to report in a hurry with a big afro.

He was refining an elixir when a little secret frightened him so much that his hands began to tremble.

The stove exploded.

In the main hall, the brothers saw him in a panic and looked confused. It was Wen Ziming who asked, "Third Brother, did your furnace explode?"

Wei Qingchen was panting.

"Yeah... No, I mean Junior Sister. She's gone crazy."

"She?" Wen Ziming frowned. What trick had she played again? However, when he thought of the scene last night, his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Shameless woman.

Throwing her into a mass grave was considered light, but how dare you come out and cause trouble?

"You guys go and see for yourselves." Wei Qingchen suggested. He couldn't explain it clearly at the moment, so they should just go and see for themselves.

Led by Wei Qingchen, everyone arrived at the sect gate.

Then I heard a melodious sound.

"Summer, summer passes quietly, leaving behind little secrets..."

I saw Su Ning sitting in something that didn't look like a carriage but had two wheels, and the black thing from last night was talking.

And on her eyes, there were two black things made of paper.

The whole painting style is like this.

Yang Cheng opened his mouth, looking powerless: "What are you doing?"

"I'm showing off." Su Ning turned around.

Yes.

Not only did she bring the square dance aunt's speaker, she also rode her scooter over, because she was riding the scooter to grab the speaker.

A group of middle-aged women were chasing after them.

If I had known this earlier, I would have brought my childhood friend’s excavator over to dig up whoever was unhappy.

The third brother had never seen this thing before, so he reached out and touched her little sheep and asked, "Junior sister, is this your modified carriage?"

What's the matter with that? It's quite cool.

He wanted to sit on it and experience it for himself, but was knocked to the ground by Wen Ziming.

"Brother, be careful, there might be a trap." Wen Ziming stared at her weapon. The black thing last night was already weird enough.

Now there is another thing like this.

Su Ning was too lazy to argue with them. She still had to go pick up Song Shaoqian. "Brother, you are judging others by your own standards."

"Where are you going?" Yang Cheng regretted taking her in as his disciple. She was always causing troubles every day and had no intention of cultivating immortality.

Mud can't support the wall.

Su Ning pulled down the sunglasses she made a little bit and looked at him: "Master, I want to take a man for a walk."

Yang Cheng: “…” Taking a walk?

"Let's go. If you can come back, it means everything is fine. If you can't come back, you must be in a ditch." Su Ning drove away in his Lamborghini.

She is working without a license.

There is no need for any technical skills, we just build where there is a road and dig where there is a ditch.

Leaving them stunned.

Third Senior Brother Wei Qingchen: "So cool, I want to sit here too."

"Aren't you afraid of falling into the ditch?" Ye Wuhe chuckled.

"According to my analysis, the person sitting in it may not be in trouble, but the person driving that thing may be unsure." He gave a brief analysis.

Couldn't he have jumped away one second before falling into the ditch?

Ye Wuhe nodded: "It seems to make some sense..."

there.

Since the four major sects are not far from each other, they can be said to be next door to each other. If she wants to go to Wutan Sect to find Song Shaoqian, she has to pass through two sects.

She wanted to appear in a wild and cool way.

She changed to a more domineering song, but Her Little Secret still suited her taste.

“Summer, summer passed quietly, leaving behind a little secret…” As expected, this song received a lot of attention and caused a sensation in other sects.

They all stuck their heads out or climbed onto the roofs to watch, and even some new students who came to enroll in the school saluted her.

I can still hear them talking.

"Which sect is this disciple from? He looks so cool."

"Why? Do you want to join her sect?"

"It's not impossible. It doesn't matter whether you cultivate immortality or not. Compared with boring sects, lively sects are more appealing to me."

“Hahaha… burp…”

At the gate of Wutan Sect.

Song Shaoqian was about to doze off when his junior fellow student touched his arm and said, "Brother, are you here to see me?"

This scared him away from his sleepiness.

Just as he was about to look in the direction he pointed, Su Ning drove her SUV to drift in front of him and circled around him a few times.

He whistled like a gangster: "Hey, pretty boy, do you want to go for a ride?"

He also honked the horn symbolically.

Song Shaoqian wanted to escape at this moment, and he finally understood why he had to cover his face.

The junior fellow student at the side laughed so hard that he fell backwards: "Brother, flying with a sword is not possible, it seems that you can only ride this."

You must be sweating profusely.

He was told not to rush and learn how to fly with a sword. No, he had to tell his senior brothers.

Just do it.

He hurried to the sect, and other sect members with loud voices heard him: "Brothers, Brother Shaoqian is going to be proud for once."

"He will soon be able to learn to fly with a sword."

soon.

His voice attracted the people from Wutan Sect, including the Sect Master.

The first one to come out was a young man with a cane. He ignored his broken leg and walked briskly: "Brother, have you learned it?"

"Uh..." The boy looked at Su Ning at the door.

Her eyes were immediately attracted by her little sheep: "What is this? Why is it so strange? It doesn't look like a carriage."

"People nicknamed you the Little Lamb. Handsome guy, do you want to get in and experience it?" Su Ning jumped out of the car gracefully, supporting herself on the seat with her hands.

"Can I..." The word hasn't been uttered yet.

Song Shaoqian pushed him away with his buttocks: "Junior brother, your leg is broken, you'd better not try it, for fear that your other leg will also be broken."

Then he pretended to be willing to die.

"Let's leave this dangerous mission to our senior brother."

"Ah..." With a scream, the young man was pushed to the door by his unscrupulous senior brother, with his whole body pressed against the door.

It couldn't fall down for a long time.

It was picked off by their senior brother in the sect. Such a poor man.

The leader of Wutan Sect is a young man, about 27 or 28 years old, with a very handsome appearance, like a Taoist immortal.

In short, the leaders of the four major sects are all handsome men.

He looked at Su Ning for a long time. This girl looked familiar, so he asked, "Where did Shao Qian make this friend?"

"Mass grave." Su Ning answered honestly.

"Mass grave?" Baili Xun narrowed his eyes. The rules of the Wutan Sect were strict. Without his permission, no one was allowed to go to the mass grave.

At this moment, Su Ning looked at the man and suddenly realized, "I remember that you are the master that Song Shaoqian mentioned who killed his baby with a single sitting?"

As she spoke, she glanced at his butt and murmured softly, "It's not a big butt, it's just a little bit raised..."

There is very little description of him as a master in the book.

All we know is that he is a clear stream in the world of cultivation, and he does not fight or compete with others.

Baili Xun: “…” Could it be that the traitor went to the mass grave to bury his treasure?

The tomb building couldn't be mentioned. Song Shaoqian was afraid that she would even say this, so he stepped forward and urged her: "Let's get down the mountain quickly."

"boarding."

Su Ning sat on the scooter, and when she saw him getting on, she stepped on the accelerator and said, "I have no license, so be prepared to die."