Kill the heroine at the beginning, and the little apprentice sister will take away the luck

Jiang Xue's sword was hidden inside a flute, and the scabbard was the flute, which could also be used as a weapon.

Jiang Xue's cultivation is higher than Song Mei's, and her combat power is also higher. Song Mei herself knows that she cannot beat Jiang Xue.

His face turned black and white several times, but he still forced himself to pull out his own sword.

He confronted Jiang Xue, but was hesitant to take action.

"Are you from Tianyin Valley planning to become enemies with our Danluan Sect just for this random cultivator?!"

Song Mei shouted at Jiang Xue in a timid manner, as if she would feel more confident if her voice was louder.

Jiang Xue did not show a shrinking expression as she expected, but instead let out a mocking laugh, "Puchi, I don't represent our Tianyin Valley, and you don't represent your Danluan Sect either.

I just have a kind heart and can't stand you bullying others.

This is called seeing injustice when you see one. Don't put such a big hat on me. People who don't know you would think you are the illegitimate daughter of the leader of the Danluan Sect.

Others give you some face out of consideration for your parents and grandfather, but I, Jiang Xue, don’t!

Your parents are your parents, your grandfather is your grandfather. There has never been a situation where just because parents have made some contributions to the world of immortal cultivation, their sons and daughters can act arrogantly and bully others in the world of immortal cultivation at will!

If you want to fight me, I will fight with you. If you don't want to fight, you'd better go back to your son-in-law as soon as possible.

So as not to pollute our eyes."

The more Jiang Xue spoke, the colder her voice became, and the more disgusted she looked at Song Mei.

The son-in-law she was talking about was Changkong Hao, whose alias was Lin Hao.

This title made Changkong Hao's face darken even though he had nothing to do with it, but he was smarter than Song Mei and endured it, only making a note of Jiang Xue in his heart.

Song Mei pointed the long sword in her hand directly at Jiang Xue's throat. She was so stimulated that she seemed to be going crazy, but she saw the disciples of Tianyin Valley quickly standing behind Jiang Xue.

Lu Yueshuang came out of the underground palace at some point and stood behind her without saying a word.

"Elder Song's granddaughter wants to attack my junior sister?"

Jiang Xue is an orphan picked up by Lu Yueshuang and brought back to Tianyin Valley. Although the two call each other sisters, they are actually no different from real sisters.

Naturally, he no longer had a good face towards Song Mei. He walked past Song Mei and stood in front of Jiang Xue. A pair of extremely majestic eyes fell on Song Mei's face.

Song Mei was frightened when Lu Yueshuang spoke behind her, and when she heard Lu Yueshuang's words, she didn't dare to stab the sword forward again.

But it would be too embarrassing to just let it go like that, so he stared at the disciples of Danluan Sect.

Changkong Hao hasn't really succeeded yet, and this is a good opportunity to improve Song Mei's favorability, so he naturally won't let it go.

With a smile on his face, he stood up and walked over, bowing lightly to Lu Yueshuang: "I'm sorry, Senior Sister Lu, Mei'er has no ill intentions. She is just a little naive because of Elder Song's pampering, and it's also because Fellow Daoist Jiang spoke rudely to her that's why she acted like this.

I apologized to Senior Sister Lu on her behalf. We are all from reputable and upright sects, and we should help each other in the secret realm. If a fight really breaks out, it would be bad if both sides suffer losses and someone else takes advantage of us.

For my sake, let’s just let this go.”

"Your face? Who are you? What face do you have? You don't seem to be a disciple of the Danluan Sect, right?"

Lu Yueshuang moved her eyes away from Song Mei's face and looked at Changkong Hao again.

The smile on Changkong Hao's face froze for a moment, but he quickly adjusted it again: "Junior Brother, I was wrong. I am indeed not a disciple of the Danluan Sect yet. Then, Senior Sister Lu, please do this for the sake of Elder Song and the Danluan Sect?"

"Humph, you are smarter than Song Mei. But you shouldn't apologize to me. You should apologize to my junior sister and fellow Daoist Leng."

Lu Yueshuang didn't really want Tianyin Valley and Danluan Sect to fight each other. Since Changkonghao said so, she decided to let the matter go and only asked Song Mei to apologize to Leng Zhuxin and Jiang Xue.

Song Mei was unwilling to do it, and in the end Changkong Hao took her place.

His original intention was to make Song Mei like him more, but he didn't expect that Song Mei would think he was a coward.

She snorted heavily, dodged Changkonghao's attempt to pull her back, thrust her natal sword heavily into the scabbard, and returned to the Danluan Sect's team.

Her gaze swept across the faces of the Danluan Sect disciples in the crater one by one, as if she wanted to remember them all.

His face was very stern.

Changkong Hao followed behind her, lowered his head and rubbed the fingers that he had just stretched out to grab Song Mei, his eyes gloomy.

The disciples of Danluan Sect were also dissatisfied, especially Song Mei, who looked at them with a look of wanting to settle the score later, which made them frown.

These disciples who can enter the Yanyun Realm are almost all core disciples of the Danluan Sect. They have masters and families behind them, so they are naturally not afraid of Song Guang.

The reason they didn't help just now was because Song Mei was not in the right, and they were not brainless and impulsive people.

If Song Mei was in a life-or-death situation, or if someone took the initiative to provoke Song Mei, they would definitely protect their people.

But now that they were dissatisfied, many people wanted to let Song Mei fend for herself.

Song Mei was originally a burden in the team.

Almost all the cultivators are shrewd people. What is there for them not to understand after seeing this? Many of the cultivators who had suppressed their greed because of these Danluan Sect disciples have started to think about killing and robbing again.

Song Mei is the only granddaughter of a seventh-grade alchemist!

The granddaughter of the Danluan Sect’s elder and the direct disciple of the Danluan Sect!

She must have a lot of treasures in her hands. If you rob her, it might be equivalent to robbing ten other cultivators!

Fortune and wealth are sought in danger. As a monk, risking one's life is not a big deal.

Many monks looked at their companions and made plans in their minds.

……

Lu Yueshuang waited until the two annoying people were gone before she withdrew her imposing aura and tried to appear friendly and gentle: "Fellow Daoist Leng's companions haven't come out yet, why don't you sit with our Tianyin Valley disciples first?

My junior sister was talking about wanting to be friends with Fellow Daoist Leng."

Lu Yueshuang smiled and invited Leng Zhuxin. Jiang Xue, who was protected behind her, walked to her side at some point and looked at Leng Zhuxin with anticipation.

What Lu Yueshuang said was not just a compliment, but the truth.

Jiang Xue is obsessed with looks. She wants to make friends with anyone who is good-looking. In addition, Leng Zhuxin is a Jindan cultivator at a young age, and he also helped Qingxuan Sect to rescue the poor female cultivators in the two towns of Yanjing where the shipwreck occurred. Naturally, her favor towards him has doubled.

When talking to Leng Zhuxin, her face seemed to turn slightly red.

Leng Zhuxin remembered Gu Yanhuai's advice to try not to conflict with the disciples of Tianyin Valley, and she also wanted to indirectly find out the identity of the pink-robed monk who wanted to take over her body from the disciples of Tianyin Valley, so she also revealed a friendly smile.

Although the face she used was the transformed face of the Thousand Faces Lord, which was not as good as her original one, it was also extremely beautiful.

When she's not smiling, she looks like a cold beauty, but when she smiles, she becomes more popular.

"My name is Leng Qingyun. May I know the name of this fellow Taoist?"

Leng Zhuxin said to Jiang Xue with a smile, her tone was much better than when she was talking to Song Mei.

Jiang Xue hurriedly took another step forward and reached out to hold Leng Zhuxin's hand: "My name is Jiang Xue, you can call me Ah Xue or Jiang Senior Sister."

Jiang Xue looked at Leng Zhuxin with starry eyes, and her heart screamed like a groundhog: "Ahhhh, your smile is so beautiful, and your hands are so smooth to the touch. Your sword-practicing hands are softer than those of the female disciples in our Tianyin Valley.

Ahhhh, what does Junior Sister Leng look like? How can she be so beautiful?

She has a nice voice and a good temperament! How can someone be so perfect?

For a veteran face control, looking at such a face at such a close distance is undoubtedly a great happiness, but if Song Mei heard what she was thinking, she might spit out blood.

In Song Mei's opinion, there is no one with a worse personality than Leng Zhuxin!

Leng Zhuxin was not frightened by Jiang Xue's enthusiasm. She just returned to her usual calm expression, pulled her hand out of Jiang Xue's hand, and took out a few spiritual fruits from the space.

He gave one to Jiang Xue and Lu Yueshuang, then sat on the ground with them, eating fruit and chatting. "I think the sword Ah Xue uses is a bit unique. It's not like other sound cultivators who can only use sound attacks."

"My sword is a little different from the ones I use with my sisters in the valley, but I only have a limited understanding of swordsmanship and don't know much. Most of the time, I still use sound attacks.

Only when facing someone like Song Mei, and knowing there won't be a fight, will you draw your sword to scare him."

Jiang Xue was talking while chewing the spiritual fruit. When she said the last sentence, she bit the spiritual fruit with her mouth and reached out to pull out the Xiao Zhongjian again.

He handed them to Leng Zhuxin, and waited for Leng Zhuxin to catch them before taking the spiritual fruit out of his mouth. "Well, that's it. This Xiao was given to me by my master. The sword hidden inside is much thinner and shorter than the ones you sword cultivators use.

Hiding it in the Xiao will not affect the use of the Xiao. The outer Xiao is equivalent to your scabbard.

My master said this instrument suits me better than any other.”

Xiao has recognized its master and is Jiang Xue's natal spirit sword. Even if it is handed over to Leng Zhuxin, Leng Zhuxin cannot take it away.

But Jiang Xue's trust in Leng Zhuxin still made Leng Zhuxin like her more, and she returned the favor after just a few glances.