A sharp-tongued woman travels through a book and changes the ruthless Taoist female cultivator

Seeing that the situation was not good, Elder Samp wanted to stop it.

"Samp, do you have so little confidence in your nephew? No matter how talented Miss Yun is, she is only a hundred years old. When the two of them fought, it was obvious that Song He had the upper hand."

"I haven't even taken any action to stop it, but you're already getting anxious. That's unreasonable."

Xiao Yirao's words made Elder Samp's face turn pale and blue, and he had to give up for the sake of face.

Yun Yueqing shook his arm and summoned the Hunyuan Sword, which he swung through the air with a sharp buzzing sound.

He chopped down fiercely at Song He's crown. Elder Samp cast a spell to stop it. The surging light was about to hit Yun Yueqing's sword, but was successfully intercepted by Xiao Yi's folding fan that flew around.

"Kuacha!" With a loud bang, the Hunyuan Sword split along Song He's forehead, splitting his entire body into two. The scene was very bloody.

[Ding! NPC number N was killed, gaining 300 points of luck]

[Cross-border killing, awakening the first level of the ruthless secret book, Fengchen Jue Nian comprehension level: advanced]

"Hey! There's even some extra stuff."

Yun Yue calmly placed her hand on the sword and used her spiritual power to clean the red marks left by the splattered blood.

"The old fool's blood is so dirty."

Elder Samp opened his lips slightly, his head buzzed, and the scene in front of him began to spin and become blurry.

It is hard to accept that my nephew, whom I have known for thousands of years, died so easily.

Wei Xinran had just helped Wen Chuning, who had been knocked away, up and walked over when he saw this bloody scene in front of him.

Wei Xinran looked at Song He, who was split in half on the ground, still glaring with anger, and then looked at Yun Yueqing who was wiping the Hunyuan Sword.

"How could you... become so cruel? The Songhe strongman and you have only known each other for a day. What hatred is there between the two of you? Why did you have to kill someone so cruelly?"

Yun Yueqing used her sword to scoop up a handful of sand and threw it directly into Wei Xinran's opening and closing mouth.

“Gee, gee!”

Wei Xinran's throat was filled with dirt and he was speechless for a moment. This was much more effective than arguing with him about right and wrong.

Yun Yue curled her lips slightly. "It's much quieter now. Talking to you is like playing the lute to a cow. You just keep repeating the same things over and over again all day long. I find it annoying even if you don't find it tiring. I'm almost getting calluses on my ears from listening to you."

There was a fishy smell in Wei Xinran's mouth, and his teeth made a "crunching" sound when they collided, which sounded very disgusting.

"Cough cough cough!" "Pfft pfft pfft!" He tried hard to spit out all the dirt.

There is no time to care about Wei Xinran now, because Elder Sangpu is burning with murderous intent, showing his murderous intent.

The other two strong men also rushed over after hearing the noise. Seeing the tragic state of the corpse on the ground, their voices trembled with anger.

"Senior Brother Songhe!"

"Yun Yueqing, I want you to pay with your life!"

As they spoke, the two strong men could not wait to rush forward, and Xiao Yi stood in front of Yun Yueqing.

Elder Samp stretched out his hand to block the two strong men, his tone cold.

"Nephew Xiao, this matter has nothing to do with you. I don't want to break up with you. As long as you hand over Yun Yueqing, I won't mind your attempt to stop me from saving Song He."

Xiao Yirao opened his Misty Fan with a swish sound, "You don't bother with me, but I'm going to bother with you!"

"It was clearly your team that first had murderous intentions towards Miss Yun. If I had arrived a step later, you can imagine the consequences."

"You have the intention to kill, and Miss Yun is just retaliating by resisting your calls for killing. Such double standards, but you and others from Xuanhua Mountain are responsible for it?"

Elder Sangpu was so furious that he could no longer hear anything. He only advised Xiao Yirao out of respect for Venerable Xukong.

"You are so stubborn and stubborn that you insist on protecting the culprit who killed my nephew. Don't blame me for using violence."

The two powerful men who were ready to make a move nearby could not wait to tear Yun Yueqing into pieces.

The red spiritual power surrounding Elder Samp transformed into endless anger, rising like a flame.

Seeing that the war was imminent, the two powerful men rushed towards Yun Yueqing like an arrow.

The unfolded Piaomiao fan turned into a barrier. The two strong men rushed into it fiercely and were bounced away for a long distance.

Xiao Yirao seemed to know that Yun Yueqing's system blessing had lost its effect, and he spoke up to help her in time.

"Excuse me, even if the three of you fight me together, you may not be able to defeat me."

He has never been an arrogant person. On the contrary, he is humble and low-key. Now he said something that was contrary to his character just to save Yun Yueqing's face.

This remark successfully angered the three people who were already furious. Without saying anything, they turned around and launched a fierce attack on Xiao Yirao.

Yun Yueqing saw the three people fighting with Xiao Yirao, and it was just as he said. Even when facing Elder Samp, who could defeat more than ten ordinary God Transformation Stage masters, he could deal with him with ease.

Yun Yueqing glanced at the haggard Wen Chuning. She was patting Wei Xinran's back to help him breathe easier as he was still coughing.

This was a godsend opportunity, the best chance for her to avenge herself. She pressed on step by step, slowly approaching the two of them.

"What...what are you going to do?" Wen Chu Ning's voice at this moment was as hoarse and rough as a broken bellows.

Yun Yueqing played with the Hunyuan Sword in her hand and asked slowly, "Tell me, how did you forge the false evidence in the Image Stone?"

"I don't know what you are talking about!" Wen Chuning pursed her lips, not wanting to reveal anything.

The cold sword body touched Wen Chu Ning's fair and tender face, making her startled.

Wei Xinran wanted to move closer and pull out the Hunyuan Sword. Just as his fingertips were about to touch it, Yunyueqing's sword suddenly turned, and the sharp blade pressed against his throat.

Yunyue applied a little force, leaving a long, thin bloody mark. Wei Xinran raised his hands above his head in a gesture of surrender.

"Don't... don't do it." There was a small squeaking sound in his mouth, and his words were unclear due to fear.

"Don't move if you don't want to die!" Faced with Yun Yueqing's threat, he had no choice but to submit.

"Wen Chu Ning, if you want to die sooner, you don't have to tell me."

Yun Yue gently waved the Hunyuan Sword, and it seemed that she was about to chop off Wen Chu Ning's head.

"Stop! I'll tell you! I'll tell you!"

Yun Yueqing slammed on the brakes and stopped abruptly in front of Wen Chu Ning's neck.

Wen Chu Ning knew that Yun Yueqing was a madman who could do anything, so she could only obey him for the time being.

"Actually, I know that the world we live in now is a novel, and you are the original heroine, and I am the superior heroine created by the author on a whim."

Yun Yueqing looked very interested. "Interesting. Let me ask you, what is the top female protagonist? And how does it relate to the photo stone used for false testimony?"

Wen Chu Ning took advantage of her inattention and glanced at her angrily, "The heroine in the upper position was created based on the author, which means that the author's soul lives in my body."

"It's just a matter of modifying the photo stone without leaving any trace. It's very simple. This is naturally just the tip of the iceberg of the benefits the author has given me as the future heroine."

Wen Chu Ning became somewhat complacent as she spoke, completely forgetting that Yun Yueqing was holding her lifeline at the moment.

"I think I understand. After the author created this book, he became obsessed with it and wanted to become the master of the book, replacing the original heroine. So he created you based on his own prototype."

Facing the worthless enemy, Yun Yueqing smiled sweetly.

The Hunyuan Sword was across Wen Chu Ning's neck, and the blade was sharp, as if it was about to cut her throat.