"What's the first unlucky guy?"

At first, the disciples were confused when they heard this.

But when Fan Ning's words formed into sentences in his mind, all that was left was fear.

"What did you do?" Gu Yuanzhou took a step back and tightened his grip on Qin Mingzheng's hand.

"Are you feeling unwell?" He asked Qin Mingzheng, but then felt that such words were too simple. His expression suddenly became serious and he comforted her, "Don't be afraid, I will definitely save you."

Qin Mingzheng frowned, his wrist aching a little, "But you can't even protect yourself..."

"I will save you," Gu Yuanzhou repeated, hugging the person in front of him tightly, as if possessed by a demon. "I will protect you, I promised."

Qin Mingzheng was stunned, the marks on her face sliding deeper and shallower, like a cold and intense scrutiny.

Almost all the monks panicked.

They hurriedly checked their own conditions and looked at the people around them. One second, two seconds, three seconds... no one fell down, and they reluctantly breathed a sigh of relief.

This must be a threat, right? How could someone really be that crazy?

These are not just one or two monks!

That's what they think.

The dark-skinned strong man, who was also in a panic for a moment, stood up again.

"Stop struggling like that. There are so many of us..."

Two "plop" sounds interrupted his words.

The sturdy man looked back in disbelief, and saw the monk lying on the ground with his body stiff and foaming at the mouth.

He didn't know which sect they were from, but the clothes they were wearing were very valuable.

"..."

It was over. He stopped talking with trembling hands, pointing at the smiling Fan Ning with one trembling hand. Before he could speak, it was as if a big hand had pinched his throat out of thin air, and he couldn't even breathe.

Fan Ning: [System, purchase Mary Sue weak buff.]

The system responded cheerfully: [Alright, your Mary Sue weakness buff has been received. Anyone who sets their sights on you will have their hostility reduced by 99%!]

"What... is going on...?" The monk, who was about to utter a curse word in grief and anger, covered his head with his hands.

"I was wrong. How could there be a problem with Miss Fanning..."

"I deserve to die. I hurt such a good Miss Fan Ning..."

Products produced by the system must be of good quality.

The effect is real and comparable to direct brainwashing.

Ling You, who was almost caught in the trap again, turned his back to her and closed his eyes. While dodging, he muttered quietly, "Why can't you tell friend from foe every time..."

Jiang Biehe, who also reacted incredibly quickly, pondered: "Maybe this is the limitation of the magic weapon...?"

Fan Ning just smiled and said nothing.

Not long after, she felt a pair of hands tugging slightly at the hem of her skirt. Young Master Ji did not have the foresight of the other two and fell completely into the trap.

"The Big Sister looks so weak, but that's not right. She's the Big Sister!... But it seems the Big Sister still needs my protection—what virtue do I have? The Big Sister is the Big Sister, but..."

He muttered to himself, turned around and started taking things out of his Qiankun bag.

Spiritual stones, magical instruments... there was even a fragrant cake placed in a wooden box.

If Fan Ning picks this up, the young master will lose all his belongings when he wakes up.

...The culprit is still myself.

Fan Ning poked the system, [You seem to be messing with me.]

[Should I say it's a problem with the system props, or is it that your image, host, is too deeply rooted in people's hearts? ]

The system didn't want to take the blame, so it retorted: [Other people don't act like this either!]

Fan Ning clicked his tongue.

Before she could say anything, she was interrupted by someone walking over the swamp.

"What on earth did you do?" Jiang Yunsheng's expression was painful, as if he was forcibly regaining his sanity. "...Untie it!"

"If you tell me to untie it, I'll untie it. That would be so embarrassing for me. No way."

Fan Ning made a cross on her chest with her hand. Seeing the swamp that was originally rushing towards her gradually retreating to its original place, Jiang Yunsheng was overcome by the thought of protecting her. She curled the corners of her lips and started counting down in her mouth.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six... three, two, one!"

[Mary Sue's weak buff time has run out! ]

"How was it?" Fan Ning clapped his hands, watching as those people's eyes gradually cleared up, and asked with a smile, "Do you want to experience it again?"

No one spoke.

The feeling of being stuck in a quagmire is even more terrifying than fighting with demon cultivators!

System Tucao: [Host, you can't afford a second purchase! ]

But no one knows, right?

Fan Ning chuckled and grabbed Jiang Yunsheng's wrist. His words were calm and composed, but the words he spoke stirred up a bloody storm in everyone's hearts. "Want to see whose death is more direct?"

"I just don't know whether they prefer to be swallowed by the swamp or be controlled by the poison and have their internal organs eaten away."

Jiang Yunsheng gritted his teeth: "Have you been prepared?"

Fan Ning said innocently, "It's always good to be on guard against others. I didn't intend to do that. I just really wanted to treat everyone to a fireworks display."

“Who knew this day would come?”

"Self-defense, any problem?"

"Well, I think it's okay," Ling You said.

He raised his eyebrows, glared back at everyone who was glaring at him, and turned his head to stand still in front of Fan Ning again.

"If she doesn't bully others, they will bully her to death. Since we are all prisoners, isn't it more reliable to put our lives in Fan Ning's hands than in Miss Jiang's?"

"You're still thinking about the rules after saying something like that. It would be more appropriate for you to read folk storybooks for children."

Jiang Biehe nodded, his voice cold, "This is the rule. Revenge is for revenge, and grievances are for grievances."

She emphasized: "You were the first to betray Fan Ning."

The monks were silent.

It’s not that I really accept the verdict, but the situation is stronger than me. When faced with the line between life and death, no matter how bad my temper is, I have to curl up like a turtle.

Qin Mingzheng thought about it and finally stepped forward. She bowed to Fan Ning, expressing her apology for not stepping forward to help her before. Then she raised her eyes and said softly, "Ms. Fan Ning, at this point, what else can we do to compensate you?"

The wind blew through her sleeves. Although Qin Mingzheng's cultivation was limited, every word she said was like a slap in the face, making those people feel ashamed.

"Our previous actions were limited by fear. Now that I think about it, there were indeed many things we did that were inappropriate. In the world of immortal cultivation, things have always been reserved for the capable. Our actions offended Miss Fan Ning, and I apologize to her here."

Qin Mingzheng wanted to bend down after she finished speaking, but as soon as she moved, two hands, one in front and one behind, stopped her at the same time.

Gu Yuanzhou: "I am the one who leads them from Qingyun Sect. You shouldn't say these words."

Fan Ning: "You didn't say anything just now, and you were still trying to stop it... What about the others? Are they all silent now?"

The others looked at each other.

Everyone's face showed signs of struggle, but no one was willing to speak first.

It seems like whoever takes action first will be embarrassed.

Fan Ning crossed his arms over his chest, looked at them in silence for a while, and then he laughed out of anger.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like