Don't mess with the little apprentice sister! She is greedy and immoral

What what what? What is all this?

Ning Po believed that he had seen a lot over the past few hundred years, but every word his junior sister said now seemed unfamiliar to him.

Is this some kind of spell?

That sounds terrible.

Qin Zhen did not explain, but instead turned her gaze to Su Rui's head.

"Third senior brother."

"Ok?"

"Do you think the human cranial cavity is closed?"

"... count?" Although Ning Po didn't know why Qin Zhen suddenly asked him this excitedly, he still answered honestly.

"That's good."

As Qin Zhen was speaking, her fingertips suddenly moved.

This time, there were no more sword moves or sword energy.

However, Ning Po still felt what Qin Zhen was doing through the wind remaining in Su Rui's body.

"!!!" Ning Po subconsciously withdrew his gaze and glanced at Qin Zhen beside him.

All the fluid in Su Rui's brain was vibrating at high speed, and even Feng Ren could feel the heat.

Ning Po's heart instantly rose.

The next second, Su Rui's head exploded into a ball of blood like a heated sealed can.

“!!!” The moment Qinghe Jianzun arrived, he saw this most shocking scene.

The defensive circle formed by the demonic energy disappeared completely at this moment, and all rushed towards Su Rui's exploded head, trying to fill the gap.

From a distance, it looked like Su Rui had a black balloon on her head.

"How dare you!" Qinghe Jianzun only took one look, and the murderous intent in his body was completely unrestrained.

His sword was very fast.

It was so fast that Qin Zhen didn't even see when he drew the sword.

The next second, the silver-white sword light pierced through her abdomen. Qin Zhen did not feel any pain until her body fell backwards.

"Little junior sister!!!"

Ning Po's eyes were bloodshot, and he rushed forward, protecting Qin Zhen tightly with a wind wall, and then held Qin Zhen tightly in his arms.

But, it was still a step too slow.

Qin Zhen's scarlet blood dyed Ning Po's clothes red almost instantly.

"Qin Zhen!" Seeing Qinghe Jianzun rushing into the secret realm, Mu Guiyi and Mo Wen immediately followed and ran desperately towards the fallen Qin Zhen.

Qin Zhen's eyes were a little out of focus. When she heard the call, she was stunned for a long time before she regained focus.

"Who?"

What a familiar voice.

"Don't talk, save your energy, Elder Mu is here, you will be fine, you will be fine."

Qin Zhen looked at Ning Po, watching the boy who caught her grow bigger and bigger, and finally became a person between a teenager and a young man.

Qin Zhen looked at this familiar face with a dazed expression.

The memory was loosening, but she no longer had the energy to think about it.

It’s a pity that she doesn’t even know which sect she is in now.

She seemed to like this sect a little.

In a daze, Qin Zhen saw two people blocking her way.

A man with a strange silver snake hairpin on his head, and a beautiful doll... um? Where did it come from?

Both of them had red eyes due to anger.

The person with the silver snake hairpin on his head quickly squatted in front of her and fed her a pill.

Then he gently touched her head and said, "Don't be afraid, we are here, we are all here."

"...Yeah." Qin Zhen replied softly.

She wanted to say that she was not afraid.

Because, even if she no longer remembered, she still believed deep in her soul that her sect was willing to come for her if she was in danger.

They really came.

"Get out of here." Qinghe Jianzun's expression was extremely distorted due to anger, and the natal sword in his hand was shaking constantly.

"You have angered the sect that you should least offend."

Even though Mo Wen, who was not yet at the Nascent Soul stage, had turned into the appearance of a child, the anger in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

Because of his anger, he didn't even lose any of his memory.

"Then I'll kill you too."

The long sword was unsheathed, and countless sword qi condensed and transformed into thousands of long swords, circling above Qin Zhen and the others. Because of anger, the sword qi made a buzzing sound from time to time.

"cut!"

Qinghe Sword Master swung his sword and sword energy fell like a rainstorm.

"Leave the west to me." As Mo Wen spoke, he had already rushed towards the sword energy.

"East." Ning Po ran straight to the east, a hurricane rolled up, and crashed into the sword energy in the sky.

Mu Guiyi didn't say anything. The spirit snake hairpin had turned into a brush again. When the brush was swung, the ink flew out like a dragon emerging from the sea, heading straight towards Qinghe Jianzun.

"You want to hurt me with the same trick?"

Seeing this, Qinghe Jianzun sneered.

He swung his sword horizontally, and the ink was cut in half.

"Little eagle..."

Before Qinghe Jianzun could finish his words, the ink that was cut in half actually turned into two flying snakes.

"hiss--"

The two snakes spit out their tongues at the same time, revealing their sharp fangs.

One of them bit the sword of Qinghe Jianzun.

One went straight to Qinghe Jianzun's throat.

This strange change made Qinghe Jianzun stunned for a moment, but only for a moment.

Soon he fended off the two ink snakes.

But the next second, he felt a pain in his dantian.

It turned out that while he was dealing with the two snakes, Mu Guiyi had teleported in front of him and slapped Qinghe Jianzun in the abdomen with one palm.

how come?

Shouldn't he be dealing with the rain of swords?

Qinghe Jianzun's gaze fell on Mu Guiyi's robe that was soaked with blood.

He didn't hide!

madman!

madman! ! !

It was this palm that pushed most of Mu Guiyi's spiritual power into Qinghe Jianzun's dantian.

The pain is not pain coming from the abdomen itself.

It was Mu Guiyi's spiritual power, like frost, turning into an ice blade, piercing towards his dantian bit by bit.

It was like a cold and poisonous snake that had crawled into here.

Qinghe Sword Master swung his sword again, trying to force Mu Guiyi to retreat.

But even if Mu Guiyi had to take the sword head-on, he did not intend to retreat even a bit.

Behind him were the disciples of their Poyun Sect.

As the great elder, he should protect his disciples.

Even if I'm seriously injured, it's not a pity.

"boom--"

Just when Qinghe Jianzun's sword was about to hit Mu Guiyi, suddenly, a loud thunder fell and hit Qinghe Jianzun's sword directly.

This caused his sword to shift a little to the side and failed to hit Mu Guiyi.

Everything happened too suddenly, and no one knew why the thunder suddenly struck.

Mu Guiyi didn't care and seized the opportunity to attack again.

And the thunder seemed to have eyes, and this time, it struck directly on Qinghe Jianzun's head.

Qinghe Jianzun were both angry when they saw this.

"You Su, are you up to something?!"

Outside the secret realm, You Su blinked innocently.

Then he glanced at someone behind the stage who was unnoticed by anyone.

"You are so anxious to protect her. Is she important to you?"