Junior sister, she is fierce and beautiful

Chapter 9 Su Wenfeng is super stingy

Mo Yan almost applauded Fu Ling when he heard it, the younger junior sister is really promising, not only good-looking, but also very clear-headed.

It's a pity that it's the apprentice of that lunatic Xuanwei, if it's an ordinary inner disciple, it would be nice to abduct this girl when he leaves.

"Then I'll get serious about it, Junior Sister accepts!" Mo Yan held a long flute and put it to his lips, and as the music sounded, the attack attacked Fu Ling from all directions.

This is where Yin Xiu is strong, and it is also the reason why Miaoyin Peak is the most prosperous in Zixiao Sect.

Wherever music can go, there is an attack, just like the air, it is pervasive, and it is hard to guard against.

It's good that the attack power of the low-level music is not strong, but the high-level music can kill a city with one song.

As a rookie sword repairer with little combat experience, Fu Ling knew very little about Yin Xiu. She only felt the sound of Mo Yan's flute, and her whole body hurt like being cut by a knife.

She opened her sleeves and saw that the skin on her arms had turned purple. The pain in her body was not an illusion.

She didn't know how to dodge to avoid Mo Yan's attack, so she didn't think about anything, and rushed straight to Mo Yan with her sword.

"Fu Ling, alas, the closer to the sound of the flute, the stronger the attack, you can't charge up!" Song Minmin looked anxiously from under the ring, she is Yinxiu and she knows what Yinxiu's attack is like.

Fu Ling and Mo Yan's cultivation bases are very different. Fu Ling's body must not be able to withstand the continuous attacks of Xiao Sheng. At this time, it is time to distance yourself from Mo Yan. It's too young, wait until Mo Yan's mana is exhausted before fighting him.

"Don't worry, Ms. Fu Ling can break through even the way of asking the mind. Miss Song is the Erlinggen, so she should understand the power of the way of asking the mind better than me, right?" Xin'er said calmly.

When Song Minmin heard it, it made sense.Wen Xinlu was too unkind to disciples like them who were not talented enough. If she hadn't relied on her full love for the master of Miaoyin Peak, she would never have been able to make it up the mountain.

"Hmph, you are a different spirit root, you look down on me as an Erling root, don't you?" Song Minmin and Xin'er didn't get along peacefully for a while, and immediately turned their faces.

Seeing Fu Ling rushing towards him, Mo Yan stood still and didn't move. He was very confident in the attack power of his music, and Fu Ling's sword couldn't get close to him at all.

In the next second, Fu Ling's sword stabbed close to Mo Yan's neck, and after staying for a moment, he turned to pick the flute in Mo Yan's hand.

"Bang—" The crisp sound of the jade flute landing on the ground sounded very clear after the music stopped abruptly.

Mo Yan couldn't react, he really lost!

"Win, win! Fu Ling won!" Song Minmin subconsciously shouted.

Xin'er also pursed her lips and smiled, "Who can look down on Miss Fuling now? A senior brother who can beat a senior in the late stage of Qi training just at the beginning, Miss Fuling, the personal disciple of Daoist Xuanwei, naturally deserves it."

"Those who said that Fuling was not qualified just now went up to fight this senior brother who is in the late stage of Qi training? You can beat this senior brother like Fuling before you say that."

Song Minmin looked around at the disciples who were watching with hanging eyes, and these disciples ran away in fright.

"Junior Sister, have you been injured?" After Mo Yan came to his senses, instead of regretting that he lost to Fu Ling, the first thing he thought of was whether Fu Ling was seriously injured.

It was just a competition in the arena, and Fu Ling was too hard-working, and rushed directly against his attack. It was a desperate way of fighting. It was entirely possible for his Xiao Sheng's attack power to kill a disciple who was in the early stage of Qi training.

Fu Ling shook her head, and replied, "Brother, don't worry, I just suffered some skin trauma."

Mo Yan didn't believe it, he insisted on showing Fu Ling his hand.

Fu Ling rolled up a small part of her sleeves, revealing her bruised wrists and the back of her hands, which looked a little scary.

"Can this also be called skin trauma?" Mo Yan suddenly seemed to understand why Xuan Wei took this little girl with four spirit roots as his apprentice.

Those who were beaten to death didn't take it seriously, this style was indeed in line with sword repair.

"Brother, I'm really fine. I was hurt more than this in Wenxin Road, and I'll be fine soon." While talking, she took out a bottle of pills with the words Su Wenfeng printed on it from her storage bag. Medicine, pour out one and eat it.

"Fu Ling, what kind of elixir are you taking?" Song Minmin jumped onto the ring and came over to ask, there was still a heart behind her.

"Buyuan Pill." Fu Ling replied.

"Buyuan Pill with hundreds of middle-grade spirit stones? You got it from Suwen Peak?" Song Minmin exclaimed exaggeratedly.

It's not that Song Minmin doesn't have Buyuan Pill, which is the best medicine for treating trauma. When she went out, her father forcefully stuffed a bottle for her, but the problem was that she clearly saw that the bottle containing the medicine in Fuling's hand was printed with The words of Suwen Peak.

"Yeah." Fu Ling nodded, she rummaged through her storage bag and took out a bunch of bottles and jars, and asked, "Is Buyuan Pill so expensive? Besides Buyuan Pill, I also got some other Elixir."

Seeing Fu Ling taking out a pile of priceless medicinal pills as if they were picking out jelly beans, Song Minmin, Mo Yan, and Xin'er were momentarily at a loss for words.

"That stingy Su Wenfeng really sent it to you? I went there a few days ago, and they gave me three Huiyuan Pills, which are only worth ten low-grade spirit stones." Mo Yan, an undercover agent, knew about Su Wen. Feng and those girls are so picky.

"I'm a little bit better than Senior Brother, I got six Huiyuan Pills." Xin'er said.

"I only have half my life left after Wenxin Road, and they sent me away with just one return pill!" Song Minmin was so angry that Su Wenfeng was clearly discriminating against her!

Fu Ling: "Uh..." Fu Ling didn't know what to say.

"Junior Sister, quickly hide these pills. These pills are worth a lot of money. If someone sees them, it may be bad for you." Mo Yan reminded.

Mo Yan didn't know what he was doing, he was an undercover agent and he still cared about whether the junior sisters of other sects would be in danger, so he really left him idle.

Fu Ling obediently took back all the pills. She didn't know the prices in the cultivation world, but since everyone said they were expensive, it seemed that the pills given to her by Master Chanyue were really expensive.

Seeing Fuling's appearance that she listens to whatever she says, Mo Yan couldn't help worrying about Fuling, this little girl doesn't look very shrewd, if he is a bad guy, this little girl will definitely be fooled, really It's worrying.

"But Ms. Fuling, are you really okay? Do you want to faint or something?" Xin'er worried.

"It's all right, this injury will heal soon, you see." Fu Ling showed everyone the injury on her hand again, at this time the color of the blue and purple scars on her hand was obviously much lighter than before.

The three of Mo Yan who saw this scene were all jealous, Su Wenfeng who was eccentric!The Buyuan Pill for Fu Ling is also very easy to use, and the speed of the wound recovery is simply amazing.

Fu Ling spent the whole afternoon in the arena, and when she left the arena and returned to her hut in Lingyan Peak, it was already sunset.

"Xiao Yu'er, I probably made friends today. Zixiao Sect is a very good place. It would be great if my brother could become a disciple of Zixiao Sect." Fuling squatted by the small pond at the door of the house for a while.

The crimson glow dyed the entire sky orange-red, dyed a pool of clear water a beautiful and warm orange, and illuminated the golden koi in the pond even more golden.

"Are you stupid? If you talk to a fish and it doesn't understand what you say, why not talk to me." The system laughed at Fu Ling.

"It understands." As soon as Fu Ling finished speaking, the little golden koi began to circle in place on the water surface, responding to Fu Ling's words.

System: "..." Even a fish can hit him in the face!

(End of this chapter)