Little Junior Sister Society fears but draws sword

Chapter 12 A Weird Scene

As for the answer to her question, she was in no rush.

Someone is looking for her, and now that the news that she is here is brought back, that person will naturally appear, all she has to do is wait.

Lu Yun's figure disappeared again.

When Li Yan brought people here, he saw Zhang Zijin, an ice sculpture, and an outer disciple crawling with poisonous insects.

The stunned disciple was bitten by the poisonous insects in the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons, his whole body was purple and black, and he died soon after spitting white foam at his mouth.

Li Yan swung a sword energy to drive away the poisonous insects.

But Zhang Zijin, because of the protection of the ice layer, survived.

At this glance, it is clear that this is Lu Yun's handwriting.

They were discovered.

"idiot!"

Li Yan cursed the people beside him, his spiritual power shattered the ice, and Zhang Zijin, who was trembling all over, lay on the ground, his face pale.

"Where are people? Where did they go?"

Li Yan stepped on Zhang Zijin's chest with a harsh tone.

It's just an outer disciple, use it to give a good face.

Li Yan doesn't like such things that are messed up.

"No, I do not know."

Limbs trembled uncontrollably, Zhang Zijin felt his soul was frozen.

The movement of spiritual power was obscure, and after being kicked by Li Yan, he clutched his chest and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

There were ice scum in the blood.

"What's the use of you trash!"

After kicking the person away again, Li Yan looked around.

That Lu Yun was vigilant, and ran away after sensing the problem.

"Senior brother Li, I was wrong, I was wrong, give me another chance, I promise, I promise..."

His tongue was tied, and Zhang Zijin's voice was indistinct. He begged Li Yan, but all he got was Li Yan's contemptuous eyes.

"Zhang Zijin, don't worry about people like you, just accept your fate!"

"The mud should stay in the mud pit, what's the shame of crawling out?"

In Li Yan's view, the difference between inner and outer sects is like a gap, and these outer sect disciples will never be able to bridge it.

The humiliated Zhang Zijin was still lying on the ground, and he looked at Li Yan blankly.

For the sake of immortality, he worked as a cow and a horse, and in the end he was even worse than a dog.

As for the person in front of him, with his lofty eyes, he looked like a humble bug, unsightly.

But why?
What kind of aptitude determines that he will not be able to stand up in this life, even begging for mercy will be disliked.

If, if he can be like that Lu Yun, can he also make the person in front of him shut up.

At this moment, Zhang Zijin's eyes burst out with unwillingness.

He shouldn't just bow his head like this!

"Why, don't you agree?"

Seeing Zhang Zijin's eyes, he sneered, not hiding his arrogance: "Get up and kill me if you have the ability!"

What responded to him was a sword as white as snow.

Han Jiangxue's sword light flickered in this mountain forest, and the killing intent brought about made people's souls tremble.

The Blue Wind Sword Art, which everyone is familiar with, beat the disciples behind Li Yan to the ground so easily.

When the wailing sounded, the pride on Li Yan's face hadn't even had time to put it away.

What I saw out of the corner of my eye was the girl's floating Tsing Yi.

Until the sword was pointed at his heart, Li Yan's throat rolled, and his expression looked like he had hit a ghost.

"You didn't leave?"

He realized the problem, this Lu Yun was always nearby, no accident, Lu Yun heard their conversation just now.

The praying mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole is behind, this Lu Yun is really a bold and talented person.

"Yes!"

Simplicity is Lu Yun's style.

She stared at Li Yan in front of her, and what she saw was intense hostility.

Stronger than the last time I saw it.

After he appeared, the other party was obviously subdued by him, but there was no fear and fear in the violently rolling eyeballs, only malice.

It's a bit strange.

This man is too hostile to himself.

"Lu Yun, why don't you die!"

The vicious curse made Lu Yun raise her eyebrows, and a thoughtful look appeared on her clean face.

Could it be Feng Yuyao instigating the other party?
This guess was denied by Lu Yun as soon as it came out, that Feng Yuyao is not so stupid.

If you want to do it, you won't be on the territory of the Tibetan Sword Sect.

Dying at the hands of poison is not of the same nature as dying at the same door.

"who is it?"

She asked the question again.

The blade fell downwards, leaving a wound on the opponent's chest.

As soon as the bright red blood flowed out, it was frozen by the cold air on the snow in the cold river.

Under Lu Yun's control, the ice spread slowly.

"Lu Yun, hehehe..."

"You can't escape, this is where you die."

The laughter was hoarse, Li Yan's face was ferocious, and his eyes stared at Lu Yun.

And Lu Yun caught a strange breath from it.

She took a step forward and grabbed Li Yan's shoulder. She was about to check on Li Yan's situation, but she smiled strangely.

A breath of black air was spit out from the opponent's mouth, and purple-black marks appeared on the wheat-colored skin.

Under the skin, it looks like an earthworm is wriggling, which looks disgusting.

Li Yan, who was staring wide-eyed, just fell to the ground, his fixed expression twisted and grotesque.

Li Yan died, and it wasn't Lu Yun's doing.

"what!"

The screams came from the outer disciples lying on the ground.

Not surprised by what Lu Yun did, but what happened to Li Yan.

At first glance, the situation seems to be eroded by demonic energy. Is Li Yan a member of the demonic way?

Then they, aren't they helping the evildoers!

"No, we don't know, we don't know he has a problem."

Those disciples hurriedly knelt on the ground and begged Lu Yun for mercy, kowtowing hard one by one in order to survive.

If the news gets out, they will be dead.

In every orthodox sect, no disciple will be allowed to have anything to do with the devil.

The two ways of good and evil have been opposed for thousands of years, and so far there has been no winner.

Compared with these decent people, Moxiu's methods are cruel and cunning, and he doesn't care about the cost. It is common to send disciples like this to sneak into the righteous sects as undercover agents.

It is not uncommon for some disciples to be bewitched by these spies and betray their fellow disciples.

Once discovered, the end is miserable.

They didn't want to end up like that, so they could only beg Lu Yun.

"Senior Sister Lu, Li Yan told us to follow you and report your location."

"We don't know what he wants to do, Senior Sister Lu, please don't tell me!"

There are not a few disciples begging for mercy.

Everyone looked sincere and fearful, without the strength of a cultivator, and didn't even have the courage to take responsibility.

Seeing those people's attitudes, Lu Yun frowned.

One thing Li Yan said is right, these people are idiots.

The difference between inner and outer sects is not only talent, but also heart.

With the character of these people, it is destined to be difficult to achieve great things.

But what can be confirmed is that the outer disciples were only used by Li Yan to deal with him this time.

People like this don't need to do it themselves, and sooner or later they will kill themselves.

"roll!"

She scolded, the sword energy swept out, and the surrounding leaves rustled.

That powerful power made those disciples scramble and leave.

In addition to Li Yan's body, there was... one person who stayed where he was.

"Senior Sister Lu."

Zhang Zijin, who had watched everything from the sidelines, got up from the ground when Lu Yun looked over.

My lungs are still aching.

His body also became stiff because of fear, but he stubbornly held his head up, trying to look directly at Lu Yun's existence.

"Senior Sister Lu, please help me."

(End of this chapter)