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

Chen Wei had been in seclusion since returning from Xuewu City and only came out yesterday, so she didn't know that Leng Yueyao was injured.

They also didn't think that there was any conflict between them and Leng Yueyao that would cause Leng Yueyao to look at them with such hatred.

He didn't even connect the person standing next to Shangguan Heng, who was as swollen as a big white pillar, with Leng Yueyao, so he asked in confusion.

Gu Wangchen also looked over as she said, only to see Leng Yueyao turning her head away in panic.

But even though Leng Yueyao turned her head quickly, he still noticed the murderous intent and jealousy in Leng Yueyao's eyes.

Gu Wangchen frowned and explained to Chen Wei, "It was Leng Yueyao, the mortal disciple that Shangguan Heng had just accepted. You didn't know it during your retreat, but Shangguan Heng and his few lackey disciples almost caused a huge uproar in the Qingxuan Sect because of this disciple.

On the second day of your retreat, Leng Yueyao, knowing that many people in the sect had opinions about her, followed Zhang Wulei to the Xuanling Forest without even drawing Qi into her body.

Zhang Wulei is missing, and she was seriously injured. It is said that her appearance was damaged by the burns, so she dressed like this.

"Leng Yueyao? I have some impression of her. She seemed to be a mortal woman with a birthmark on her face. She used the Spirit Summoning Grass to grow spiritual roots, four spiritual roots in total.

But why do I see that she is now at the third level of spiritual roots?"

Chen Wei narrowed her eyes and looked at Leng Yueyao and asked.

Gu Wangchen also told Leng Yueyao about Shangguan Heng exchanging spiritual cleansing herbs from the sect.

Chen Wei sighed twice after hearing this. "Shangguan Heng's choice in choosing a disciple is still not very good. Does he think that just because someone shares Xinxin's surname, Leng, that person is as capable as her? It took him half a year to successfully draw Qi into his body. His aptitude is truly poor."

But when Zhang Wulei disappeared, did no one from the Zhang family come to ask about it?"

“I’ve been here before and asked for some magical herbs and instruments from the sect, as well as two quotas for personal disciples and Zhang Wulin.

Now Zhang Wulin has returned to the Zhang family to resume his training. If you meet him outside in the future, regardless of whether he attacks you or not, you must kill him."

Gu Wangchen's eyes were sharp for a moment, and then he looked at Leng Yueyao who lowered her head and said: "If you meet Leng Yueyao, you can kill her, but it's best not to do it yourself, so as not to be retaliated by Shangguan Heng."

He could sense Leng Yueyao's hatred and murderous intent towards Leng Zhuxin. Regarding such potential enemies, he always advocated killing them at the first opportunity.

Leng Zhuxin and Chen Wei didn't say anything, but they agreed in their hearts.

……

After a few words, the huge spiritual gong on the stage was struck three times. The elder who presided over the outer sect competition stood on the highest competition platform, and the whole audience quickly quieted down.

With the shout of "The competition begins", all the outer disciples participating in the competition rushed into the lower stage.

Every hundred people enter an arena according to their numbers. A spiritual power protection shield rises around the arena, and a melee is about to begin.

Only ten out of every one hundred disciples can advance to the next level of the defense competition.

The way to advance is to be the last ten people left on the ring.

Leng Zhuxin was not familiar with the outer disciples, he could only see that there were outstanding people on each stage who were not inferior to the inner disciples.

In the world of immortal cultivation, talent is certainly important, but luck and hard work are also particularly important.

Among them, several were particularly outstanding, and even Gu Wangchen, the direct disciple of the head master, was deeply impressed by them.

Leng Zhuxin looked around the arena one by one, and sure enough, those people that Gu Wangchen remembered were the ones being beaten up.

Of course, in the face of absolute strength, ganging up on someone is of little use, and soon one of the disciples was knocked off the stage.

One by one, the disciples fell from the stage like dumplings, with all kinds of strange postures. After the disciples who advanced were selected, the spirit gong rang three times by itself, indicating that the first day of the selection competition was over.

After the elder presiding over the competition announced the list of those who advanced, Gu Yanhuai and other elders on the podium left first, followed by the disciples in the stands.

During the sect competition, flying swords was prohibited in the Qingxuan Sect Square. Gu Wangchen and his companions, who did not like crowds, waited in their seats until most of the disciples had left before leaving the stands.

Because they had agreed to go to the market before, as soon as they came out of the stands, they took out four magic swords and flew down the mountain on the swords.

Chu He, who had just learned to fly a sword a day ago, almost bumped into someone and hurriedly apologized.

The disciple he nearly bumped into was none other than Shangguan Heng's second disciple, Yang Jun. Yang Jun was in a bad mood, his face drawn, and without getting off his spirit sword, he condescendingly scolded, "What kind of disciple of the Sword Sect are you if you can't even control your sword? If you really can't control the sword under your feet, you'd better get out of Sword Peak as soon as possible!"

Yang Jun cursed while exerting pressure on Chu He. If Chu He was alone today, he would probably suffer a loss.

But there was Gu Wangchen next to him, who was at a higher level than Yang Jun. He immediately laughed and retorted, and also made a few sarcastic remarks.

"Junior Brother Yang, you're wrong. Junior Brother Chu, having established his foundation the day before yesterday and now controlling the sword is already quite impressive. It took you a full month to gain a firm grip on the sword after establishing your foundation. If Junior Brother Chu wants to get out of Sword Peak, how will you cope with that?"

Are you out looking for rare treasures for your junior sister again?

I don’t know when your junior sister’s great talent will finally come to fruition.”

Yang Jun already had a deep grudge against Leng Yueyao for searching for rare treasures, and now when he heard what Gu Wangchen said, his face turned completely dark.

But Gu Wangchen was telling the truth, leaving him with no way to argue. He could only force himself to defend Chang Hengshan: "Humph, I don't need you to worry about my junior sister, you should pay more attention to your own junior sister.

Ordinary foundation building means that you can advance quickly now, but you will suffer in the future."

Yang Jun snorted coldly and flew away quickly on his sword towards Changheng Mountain. But not long after, he came down from Changheng Mountain with Leng Yueyao.

I happened to bump into Leng Zhuxin and a few others who were shopping in the market.

……

Leng Zhuxin and the others had just finished eating Lingru Cheese when they bumped into Yang Jun. Each of them was holding a piece of crispy pastry in their hands, and they were walking and talking and laughing.

After seeing Yang Jun and Leng Yueyao, the smile on Chen Wei's face disappeared. She pulled Leng Zhuxin and wanted to go around, but was stopped by Leng Yueyao.

"Senior sisters, please stay. Senior Sister Leng, can I have a moment with you?"

Leng Yueyao spoke in a hoarse voice. Although the hatred in her eyes was well hidden, Leng Zhuxin and others still saw it.

Chen Wei didn't want Leng Zhuxin and Leng Yueyao to be alone together. She pulled Leng Zhuxin behind her and looked at Leng Yueyao warily: "What do you want to do? Is there anything you can't say in front of us?

Xinxin and you are not familiar with each other, so there is nothing much to say."

Leng Yueyao lowered her head in embarrassment after hearing what Chen Wei said, twisting her robe with her gloved hands. Although her expression couldn't be seen clearly due to the mask, her voice could still be heard: "I hope this senior sister will be kind enough to tell you something. I do have some private matters that I want to discuss with Senior Sister Leng. Senior Sister Leng and I are both from Myriad Beasts City.

My father's name is Leng Changdao, maybe Senior Sister Leng knows this name?"

Leng Yueyao deliberately mentioned Leng Changdao's name, expecting to see panic or vigilance on Leng Zhuxin's face.

But Leng Zhuxin's expression did not change at all, and even her eyes did not reveal the slightest bit of guilt.

Leng Zhuxin knew what Leng Yueyao wanted to do after she said this, and she took the initiative to walk out from behind Chen Wei, looking at Leng Yueyao and said, "Is this junior sister trying to make connections?

Whatever you want to say, you can say it here. Why do you have to say it in private?"

As Leng Zhuxin spoke, he looked at Leng Yueyao with a half-smile in his eyes, and the positions of the two seemed to have switched in an instant.

Under Leng Zhuxin's gaze, Leng Yueyao felt that every word Leng Zhuxin said was full of mockery towards her.

A thought suddenly appeared in my mind.

"Could it be that Leng Zhuxin already knew who she was?"

Leng Yueyao groaned inwardly, and cold sweat broke out on her back. It seemed as if the heart that had been stabbed by Leng Zhuxin was also in pain, even though this body was no longer her original one.

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