The little apprentice sister is so fierce. She live broadcasted digging holes and setting up graves

Since you like to create your own character, this fairy must tear off the mask!

Collapse! Shen Rongrong!

Even if I can't beat you or kill you, I will still spit on you!

As long as there is one person who believes it, this fairy’s work will not be in vain!

"Shen He!"

Shen Rongrong clenched her fists, wishing she could rush over and kill Shen He.

She is indeed her nemesis. I shouldn’t have kept her in the first place!

"Senior Sister Rongrong, don't be angry, we believe you!"

After Wang Zhi stated his position, he looked at his fellow disciples and asked, "You too, right?"

……

Everyone looked at Wang Zhi as if he were a fool or with jealousy.

Regardless of whether you believe Shen Rongrong or not, you, an outsider, shouldn't ask her. It seems like they don't have any fellowship.

“It doesn’t matter whether we believe it or not; what matters is…”

Zhao Ran looked at Shen Rongrong deeply, a complex look flashing in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "As long as someone believes that at the critical moment of life and death, they will come to besiege us at all costs, and we... can't withstand it!"

It is surprising that the taciturn Zhao Ran could say so much, which shows that the situation is very unfavorable to them.

Shen Rongrong lowered her head and bit her lips tightly.

Should she give up something she got by luck?

I'm so unhappy!

But if she doesn't hand it over, the result will be the same after being besieged, and she may even be killed out of anger!

Seeing Shen Rongrong remained silent, Zhao Ran's eyes flashed with disappointment, but he did not force her to do anything.

Even if they hand over the things now, Shen Rongrong will become the target of public criticism, and all of their fellow disciples will become enemies in order to protect Shen Rongrong.

It's a dead end!

"It clearly has nothing to do with Senior Sister Rongrong, so why would they listen to a stinky girl like Shen He? Could forcing Senior Sister Rongrong to death solve the problem?"

Wang Zhi's simple mind couldn't think of a solution at all.

Zhang Shan, the direct disciple of Qifeng, hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Generally, high-level formations require a good magical instrument as the core. The reason they suspect Junior Sister Rongrong is probably because the core that trapped the monster has been lost."

Zhang Shan didn't say anything, but in fact he also had feelings for Shen Rongrong.

However, Zhang Shan came from a grassroots background, and his talent in refining equipment was below average among the top equipment masters, so Shen Rongrong ignored him.

Having seen the ups and downs of life, Zhang Shan has a low self-esteem and knows how to judge the situation better than the children of these big families.

"Everyone knows what you're talking about! But what does this have to do with Senior Sister Rongrong?"

Wang Zhi asked impatiently, and he was very dissatisfied with Zhang Shan's behavior of bowing his head to everyone he met.

"Gossip can melt metal." Zhao Ran replied simply.

"Brother Zhang's point is that regardless of whether Junior Sister Rongrong took the magical weapon or not, as long as everyone believes it was her, it can only be her."

Yan Fei took a deep breath and watched his fellow disciples being forced closer and closer. The battle was about to break out, so he no longer hid his intentions.

"Because they are not forcing Junior Sister Rongrong, they are forcing us."

Wang Zhi was even more confused. He scratched his head and asked, "Senior Brother Yan, can't you explain it more clearly? Why am I getting more confused the more I listen?"

Shen Rongrong really wanted to ask her master right now if there was any elixir that could make people smarter.

If Wang Zhi hadn't had a good family background, he would have been dead long ago.

"Brother Yan's point is that they believe that the Qingyu Sect is the largest sect, and we are all direct descendants. Many of us have powerful backers, so there must be someone who can produce a high-level magic weapon!"

Shen Rongrong looked at Wang Zhi with red eyes, and her face almost said: Idiot, if you have a high-level magic weapon, take it out quickly!

Wang Zhi failed to receive the correct signal and instead thought that Shen Rongrong was so angry that her eyes turned red.

"Don't worry, Senior Sister Rongrong, I will never compromise! Do they think we'll be scared just because they have so many people? Our Qingyu Sect's direct disciples are not to be trifled with!"

As Wang Zhi spoke, he drew his sword, full of fighting spirit.

Shen Rongrong closed her eyes to prevent her murderous intent from leaking out.

This idiot, does he think that he is the eldest brother of the sect and can kill those who besiege them in seconds?

"Junior Brother Wang, don't be impulsive!"

Zhang Shan quickly held Wang Zhi's arm, and regardless of the other person's expression, he lowered his voice and explained to him.

"Those who can enter the secret realm all have similar qualifications. Excluding those who have already gone to find ways to exorcise the demons, the remaining people are more than ten times more numerous than our Qingyu Sect. Junior Brother Wang, are you sure you can defeat them and have all your fellow disciples escape unscathed?"

When Zhang Shan was speaking, he deliberately glanced at Shen Rongrong, almost calling her out by name.

"so what should I do now?"

Wang Zhi angrily retracted his sword and asked irritably.

"The best way now is for anyone among us who has a good magical weapon to take the initiative to contribute it. This will not only avoid public outrage, but will also earn you a good reputation and gain some favors."

Zhang Shan’s words were very utilitarian, but they were also the best solution at the moment.

"Would I care about the favors of a bunch of losers and poor people?"

Wang Zhi sneered, and without realizing it, he offended more than one fellow disciple with just one sentence.

Fortunately, Wang Zhi was not stupid enough to shout, otherwise he would have been beaten up by a group of people!

Shen Rongrong's face turned pale, and the annoyance in her eyes almost erupted, turning into substance and burning Wang Zhi on the spot.

They are both members of the Wang family, so why doesn’t Wang Zhan have Wang Zhan’s resources?

otherwise……

It's all hers!

"It's only natural that Junior Brother Twelve doesn't want to take out a high-level magical weapon. After all, magical weapons are hard to come by. Don't blame him."

Shen Rongrong spoke gently, tears welling up in her eyes, but she said firmly, "It doesn't matter. They might not dare to kill us. We just have to grit our teeth and hold on!"

Wang Zhi was so excited that he immediately shouted, "Who said I couldn't bear to give it away? I'll take it out right now, even if it means saving my fellow disciples' lives!"

Shen He, who had squeezed forward at some point, ate spiritual fruit and watched a good show.

If I don’t speak up at this time, I will be doing a disservice to Wang Zhi’s speech.

Wang Zhi is so smart that he puts the blame on himself.

"Did everyone hear that? The things were in Wang Zhi's hands. He, the direct disciple of the Qingyu Sect, actually watched so many fellow Taoists die without doing anything. How cruel!"

Shen He pointed her loudspeaker directly at the Qingyu Sect disciple in front of her, almost deafening him.

However, Shen He was afraid of being beaten, so he hid behind a young man whom he didn't know but who looked a bit impressive.

Being rational when eating melons refers to cute little people like Shen He who always thinks about their own safety.

"Everyone, hurry up and act! The demonic energy is getting stronger and stronger. My master said that if you absorb too much demonic energy, you might become possessed. Fellow Taoists, if you don't want to become possessed, act quickly!"

The cultivators who were farther away might not have heard anything, but the cultivators who were closer to the Qingyu Sect heard clearly what Shen Rongrong said after she said that it was normal for Wang Zhi not to want to take out the high-level magic weapon.

Since the Qingyu Sect would rather die than surrender, of course they have to oblige them?

Shen He's encouraging words, like a button, immediately ignited the flames of anger in everyone's hearts.

"Handsome guy, no need to look back. I am Shen He, the direct disciple of the Xuantian Sect's leader who does good deeds without leaving a name. Let's go!"