Quick wear: cannon fodder is a bit strong

When Nan Xi came through, there was fairy music floating outside and pine cranes swaying. The Wenxian Sect was holding a grand ceremony to marry couples.

An hour ago.

At the foot of Wuliang Mountain, outside the defensive barrier.

A woman in the white attire of an inner sect disciple, with a pale face, stood leaning on a sword, her body shaky.

The young man in purple standing opposite her was standing with his hands behind his back.

"Guan Xinyue, you did this on purpose, didn't you?"

"You knew full well that today was the day Ling'er and Senior Brother became partners, yet you still came here to cause trouble? Do you want the entire Yu Kun Continent to laugh at our sect?"

The purple-robed young man looked into her eyes, his face full of impatience and disappointment:

"I know you're unhappy now that you've lost your spiritual roots, and you're looking for someone to vent your anger on. But you voluntarily gave your spiritual roots to Junior Sister back then, so why are you being so mean now?"

The young man gave the woman earnest advice:

"No matter what, you are now the eldest sister of Qingyun Peak. The dignity of the sect is your dignity."

"I hope you will think twice before you act. You must not disregard the reputation of your sect like this!"

"Second Brother, you misunderstood. I, I didn't mean to cause trouble..."

The woman was panting and sweating profusely. She covered her pubic area with her hands, her expression painful, her body swaying.

"I just came here to ask you for a bottle of seventh-grade healing pill."

"You know, my spiritual roots are gone, my cultivation has dissipated, and the spiritual energy in my body can't collide..."

"Sister!"

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by an impatient voice from the other side.

The purple-clothed youth's tone was full of sarcasm:

"Don't tell anyone such a lame excuse!"

"On a day of great joy known to the world, you are dressed as if someone has died in the sect, and you still say you are not here to cause trouble."

"...Also. You are the eldest sister of Qingyun Peak. Master and fellow apprentices love you so much, and even the younger apprentice sisters give in to you. There are so many good things that you can choose from. How could you be short of a mere bottle of healing pills?"

His face was filled with disappointment, and his tone was filled with impatience:

"Big Brother really has foresight. He said last night that you would definitely cause trouble, and asked me to take the trouble to keep an eye on you today. Fortunately, I spoke up for you, saying that you are definitely not that kind of person."

"Now it seems that I didn't know people well enough,"

He turned around, with his long sleeves folded behind his back, and a proud and cold demeanor:

"Senior Sister, please go back. Junior Sister and Senior Brother's couple-building ceremony is about to begin. I will never let you go in and disrupt it!"

"You...Mu Yuze! I just came here to ask for a bottle of elixir. Are you sure you want to treat me like this?"

The woman was angry and sad, and could not help but speak in a harsh tone, with a hint of the coquettishness that once belonged to the only inner sect female disciple of Qingyun Peak.

The purple-robed youth named Mu Yuze looked a little dazed when he saw this, but he quickly suppressed the hesitation and said indifferently:

"Since you are not feeling well, you should go back to your cave to recuperate as soon as possible!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the silver sound stone on his waist suddenly flashed. The young man moved his fingertips slightly, and a clear and gentle female voice came from the sound stone:

"Where are you, Second Senior Brother? The ceremony is about to begin. I haven't seen you for a long time. Ling'er is so panicked..."

The voice was full of dependence and coquettishness. The woman in front of him looked bitter when she heard it.

The purple-robed man's voice immediately became gentle:

"Ling'er, don't panic. Senior Brother is dealing with some unimportant matters and will be here soon."

"Don't worry, Second Brother will never miss your wedding ceremony."

He glanced sharply at the embarrassed woman in front of him, and the words he spoke seemed to have made up his mind:

"And I will never allow anyone to destroy your happiness!"

The silver light of the sound stone flashed and then disappeared. Soon the light flashed again, and the crisp voice came out again:

"Ling'er understands. Second Brother is the best, so hurry up, Second Brother~"

The purple-robed young man smiled faintly, his expression full of doting. He extinguished the sound stone, and his expression instantly returned to its cold state.

Seeing the woman's stubborn figure and no intention of leaving, he became anxious and lost his patience:

"Since Senior Sister doesn't want to leave on her own, then let Junior Brother send her off!"

After saying this, he gathered some spiritual power in his palm and gave it a slight push.

The woman's body suddenly floated up in the wind like broken willow catkins, and instantly left the foot of the mountain and flew straight towards her own cave.

The purple-robed youth retracted his palm, turned around without hesitation, and disappeared in an instant. He completely ignored the surprise, pain, and disbelief on the face of the woman who was sent flying...

He only coldly ordered the two outer disciples guarding the barrier:

"Today is Junior Sister's wedding day. The reason we set up the barrier is to prevent anyone who hasn't received an invitation from entering and disrupting the event."

"If anyone else attempts to break in, there's no need to report it. Immediately activate the defensive killing formation and kill them. No mistakes!"

The two disciples concealed their slightly complicated expressions and nodded in agreement.

This voice reached the woman's ears, and a cry of pain escaped from the broken voice:

"Mu Yu Ze, you are so cruel..."

Mu Yuze's figure had already appeared at the entrance of the sect's hall prepared for the celebration.

In the hall filled with elegant clothes and fairy music, he only saw a little sister in red, whose face showed joy because of his appearance - Tian Ling'er.

"Second senior brother!"

The figure in red ran towards him in surprise.

"Little junior sister..."

The young man in purple nodded slightly, deliberately suppressing the uneasiness in his heart.

He comforted himself in his heart:

It doesn't matter. Although Guan Xinyue has no spiritual roots now, she was once a cultivator in the Infant Formation stage after all, and her body has been soaked in countless elixirs and magic medicines of the sect.

He'd been a bit hasty with that strike just now, but he'd managed to control his strength. He thought she'd be fine. At most, she'd just suffer some physical pain, a small punishment for trying to disrupt Junior Sister's wedding today.

When the day comes that she truly realizes her mistake and repents completely, I will take good care of her body.

In short, just teach her to be safe in the sect for the rest of her life.

This way, she could fulfill the bond between herself and her fellow apprentices. Thinking of this, she felt relieved.

Over there, with a "bang", the body of the woman in white fell like a rag at the entrance of her cave. She opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The woman looked at the blood mixed with broken blood clots and spat out a second and third mouthful...

Thinking back to what the young man in purple had just said, she laughed bitterly.

Laughing and coughing at the same time!

"Cough, cough, cough, hahahaha, that's so funny."

She, Guan Xinyue, the eldest sister of the Wenxian Sect, was actually the person least involved in the sect's couple-forming ceremony.