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

"I'll give you three seconds to think about it. What did you call me?"

"Small……"

"What?" Yan Shi'an held a whip in his hand, and said in a tone that was three parts angry and seven parts warning: "You'd better think it over before you speak."

"Little devil." Su Ning dares to flirt with anyone now. As long as she can disgust him and leave, asking him to dance is no problem.

She has no bottom line.

Yan Shian did not get angry but laughed: "You are great, today I will change your bad habits and let you see the methods of this sect master."

After that, he tied her to the tree with a whip.

"What are you going to do?" Su Ning was alert and now she was afraid.

“……” He didn’t answer.

Just when Su Ning thought he was up to something bad, he sat down in the shade and took out a roasted chicken like a magic trick.

Smell it in front of her.

"It's delicious."

“…”Su Ning was about to break apart.

What she couldn't stand more than his ill intentions was that he ate alone.

Or in front of her!

What's even more outrageous is that Yan Shian walked up to her, put the barbecue on her nose and circled it, then smiled and said, "Do you want to eat it?"

"I advise you to be kind." Su Ning wanted to bite him to death.

Yang Cheng knows about mental attacks.

He is good at taste and temptation, a double attack.

Automatically ignoring her gnashing teeth, Yan Shian took a bite and said with a mean look on his face: "Too bad, you can't have it."

This trick really works.

Ever since I saw her pig-like appearance yesterday, I knew that she would not practice diligently. I had to prescribe the right remedy, starting with her diet.

"You dog!" Su Ning, who suffered 10,000 points of critical hit, bit the whip fiercely and treated the whip as his flesh.

She bit it.

She accidentally bit the whip that bound her. Actually, Yan Shian didn't really tie her up, so he let her break free easily.

Su Ning's eyes could no longer contain anything else except food.

She immediately pounced on Yan Shian.

"You..." The person involved's face was as pale as a stone in a toilet, while the culprit was only concerned with eating, completely ignoring the current situation.

He was so upset that he wanted to throw her off.

Unfortunately, as if things weren't bad enough, this scene was witnessed by two people who came to gather intelligence, and Yan Tingshan stared at them.

"What are you doing?"

"..."

Mu Xiaoyu went forward to pull them away without saying a word. They came here to exchange and learn, not to beat up their sect leader.

If they are kicked out, they will have nowhere to go.

"Senior Sister, you can't beat him." He thought Su Ning wanted to beat someone up. After all, she looked ferocious and scary.

Only then did Su Ning regain some of her sanity.

Looking at Yan Shian, who was thrown to the ground by her and had no idea what he was thinking, she teased, "Sect Master Yan, let's see how you are enjoying this?"

No one has ever pounced on him like this?

Yes, from the day we spent together, I knew he had a serious obsession with cleanliness. If someone accidentally touched his hand, he would wash it three layers of layers inside and three layers outside.

Rub the bald skin hard.

"Go away." Yan Shi'an's face darkened and his tone became colder.

"I said no..." He didn't finish his sentence.

He threw her away and prepared to take a shower to wash off the bad luck on her body. Before leaving, he turned around and gave her a cold look.

"You are committing an insubordination. If you don't learn how to fly a sword today, you will not be allowed to eat or sleep until you learn it."

She was still trying to bargain: "One day is too short..."

"You are in no position to bargain."

“……”Damn man!

First, she has no basic knowledge, and second, she doesn't have a sword. Besides, there are very few people in the Qi Refining Stage who can wield a sword. This is a way to punish her.

He is even more bullying than Yang Cheng.

"Senior Sister, actually, flying a sword is very simple..." Seeing her sad face, Mu Xiaoyu, the punched bag, stepped forward to comfort her.

But she scolded him: "It's simple, I don't even have a sword!"

"That's easy." Yan Tingshan didn't treat her as an outsider: "Our sect has a sword tomb with tens of thousands of good swords."

Each sect has different things.

Their sect is Jianzhong, Xuanming Sect is Fu Valley, as for Wutan Sect, it is Yaoshan, and Qingyun Sect has always been against them.

He is the only one who has nothing but can squeeze into the four major sects.

It's really puzzling.

"..." Hearing the word "sword tomb", Su Ning thought of what was written in the book, that there was a good sword hidden in the sword tomb of Lingyu Sect, what a pity.

They encountered an enemy attack on the way and razed the sect to the ground.

And took the sword.

Rather than letting someone snatch it away, she wanted to see if she could take the initiative. She looked impatient and said, "Then what are we still standing there for?"

"But……"

He wanted to say something else, but was dragged away by Su Ning: "It's wrong for you not to share good things with others."

"No one is allowed to enter without the sect leader's permission." He finally said it.

When Su Ning heard this, her face suddenly fell, and she left him and squatted beside him, drawing circles: "You are not allowed in, so what did you say?"

It made her happy in vain.

She caught a glimpse of the sword that had been in the toilet for years, and a trace of confusion flashed across her face: "Do I really have to use this sword?"

I can't bring myself to take it.

Just as she was feeling upset, Yan Tingshan came over mysteriously and said, "Although I don't have the permission from the sect master, you can still restrict me."

"..." Su Ning looked up at him, waiting for him to continue bragging.

"I am his biological brother. There is no place in the sect that I cannot go." Seeing her disbelief, Yan Tingshan revealed their relationship.

Definitely dear.

There is no such thing as being brought from the foot of the mountain.

"..." Su Ning looked him up and down, and then thought of Yan Shi'an, who had a mysophobia, and asked, "Is one of you not your biological child?"

The contrast between brothers is quite big.

One likes to pull down other people's pants, and the other has severe mysophobia and won't touch others.

He retorted: "It could be him, it couldn't be me!"

"..."The plastic relationship between brothers.

……

Under his leadership, the three of them sneaked to the sword tomb.

Su Ning questioned: "Didn't you say that you were not restricted from entering? Why are we sneaking around like thieves?"

"I'm not a thief, but you are. Who has ever seen a thief walking around so brazenly?"

"You still want us to be thieves?"

"Don't worry about these details. Those who achieve great things don't pay attention to small details."

"..."

Stepping into the sword tomb, from the entrance to the inside there were swords stuck in the ground, both short swords and long swords, which made Su Ning dizzy.

Swords are spiritual, especially when so many swords are nourishing each other.

Yan Tingshan explained to them: "Each sword has its own spirit. If you want them to recognize you, it depends on whether you can pull it out."

"You can't use brute force..."

"You're too late." Mu Xiaoyu signaled with his eyes to Su Ning who was drawing the sword with both hands and feet. He was afraid that she would use more force.

My nose is about to burst.

There is no doubt that she is capable of such indecent behavior.

"Hey, hey, hey, they said you can't use brute force." Yan Tingshan hurriedly stepped forward to stop them: "If you anger them, the consequences will be disastrous."

Last time there was a little disciple.

I tried to pull them out forcefully, which made them angry and they had to kowtow several times before they calmed down. Every sword here had an owner before.

Only when the master dies will he be buried in their sword tomb.

For the younger generations to recognize their master again.

"What are the consequences?" She didn't believe it.

"The consequence is..." Before Yan Tingshan could say what the consequence was, the sword she pulled out turned into white light threads that bound her tightly.

Su Ning, who was wrapped like a maggot, was very resistant.

"I don't want to have any physical contact with this thing of yours."