Little Junior Sister Society fears but draws sword

In Lu Yun's hands, the needle behind the tail is rarely used for frontal combat. The short sword is powerful and flexible, but not strong enough.

However, in this environment, if you want to hide your real fighting style, using the back stitch is perfect.

The cold blade brushed against the man's back like a shadow, cutting a bloodstain, and at the same time, the other's finger brushed along Lu Yun's cheek.

A small pain appeared, fingers stroked the cheek, wiped away the blood, Lu Yun narrowed her eyes, and backed away again.

The two came and went, like a game of cat and mouse. They fought for a while, but the man with a higher cultivation level couldn't suppress Lu Yun.

After Lu Yun successfully attacked with another sword, the man smiled angrily.

"If you're not a thief, you know how to sneak around."

"Okay, can I make it if I don't fight with you?"

"Come out, let's reason!"

This is persuasion on the battlefield, the man spoke smoothly, and even took the initiative to put away his posture and stand where he was, with the appearance of a master who will stop you if I stop.

The dark dagger did not appear again, and Lu Yun's figure appeared above the gate.

With the toes stepping on the ground an inch below, the nerves of the whole person are tense, ready to attack again at any time.

The back needle in her hand fell to her side, and a faint blood color flowed on the black blade, and then dripped to the ground.

The slap made the man's ears move. He suppressed the desire to attack and stared at Lu Yun.

"Which family are you from?"

The opponent's hostility did not weaken much, but they did stop attacking.

Hearing this, Lu Yun knew that her guess was right.

This person is the same as himself, not a native of Shadow Village.

From Lu Yun's point of view, this person's cultivation base is strong and stable, which is a state that can only be achieved after a steady fight, and it is not vain.

It is difficult for Lu Yun to please such a person.

But in the battle, she had a faint feeling of overwhelming the opponent, and Lu Yun guessed that the opponent was also hiding his strength.

This will make the other party also find out that something is wrong with him.

Lu Yun didn't answer, she was guessing the other party's identity.

"I don't care who sent you. Anyway, you saw him. That bastard is a bastard. Tomorrow is the last time."

"As long as you don't block my way, you can do whatever you want."

He didn't care about Lu Yun's indifference, leaving these words behind, the man walked into the room, and the door was slammed shut to block his sight.

Landing lightly on the ground, Lu Yun's eyes were stunned for a moment.

She didn't understand the other party's words at all, but the other party seemed to misunderstand that she was from a place he knew.

Met someone?

She came to look for the second senior brother, but she didn't see him.

Think about the actions of the man today, is he referring to the woman in the coffin?
But she didn't know each other.

What else is called tomorrow is the last time?

I contacted the village and said that a group of people would come tomorrow, so I guess they were involved.

As for who the beast in the other party's mouth was, Lu Yun had no idea.

Faced with this beautiful misunderstanding, Lu Yun had no intention of explaining. She was just looking for someone, and she didn't intend to get involved in anything, let alone stop the other party's behavior.

Back in the room the other party arranged for her, Lu Yun ended the night in meditation.

The spiritual power near Yinhun Village is quite sufficient, but these ghost cultivators prefer resentment to spiritual power.

The rising sun is born, pierce the shadows, and sprinkle the earth.

The village of ghosts began to surge in the early morning, and those ghost cultivators with stiff faces wandered around like wandering spirits.

On the periphery of the small courtyard, after Lu Yun appeared, some sightlines appeared and disappeared.

Lu Yun hid her figure well, she was going to watch what happened today, she had better take this opportunity to look for some more clues.

That woman should not have lied to him yesterday, Meng Lin appeared and disappeared.

Disappearing in such a short period of time, there should be some place here that I haven't explored.

A group of people appeared outside the village of ghosts.

Counting, there are more than 20, all of them are not very old, and their cultivation base is very average, the highest is no more than two monks in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

They followed behind the convoy and appeared in this ghost village.

Some people don't know what this place is yet, while others have discovered clues.

"Isn't this the Ghost Village? What are you doing here?"

"I don't know. The city lord said that the final hurdle of the martial arts competition is here. He said that he wanted to hide Miss Ning. Whoever can find Miss Ning first will win the final victory."

"Is this how martial arts competitions are recruited?"

Whispering, many people looked here warily.

There are not many ghost cultivators. Most of the time, as long as they are not close to the ghost cultivator's territory, they are well watered. This is the reason why Ningyang Mansion has not destroyed the ghost village in recent years.

Many people know about it, but have never been there.

Stepping into this eerie and dead place today was a shock to some.

The worst of them is Cao Yu.

Cao Yu followed one person closely, and his voice was unsteady: "I always feel that there is something wrong here. Look at those people, they look like dead people."

"I think he looks at us like a dead man."

The man responded, and the two walked side by side, very vigilant.

"Perhaps it's because this place is dangerous enough, so the last level is placed here to prove our sincerity to Miss Ning."

Someone guessed that Cao Yu nodded subconsciously when he heard this.

Yes, if you want to marry someone else's girl, you still have to accept this trial.

Interestingly, the arrival of this group of people did not cause any unrest in the village of ghosts. The ghost cultivators stood on both sides of the street and let these people watch everywhere.

In the corner, Lu Yun's eyes flicked across Cao Yu's cheeks, and finally stopped on the carriage.

According to what they said, the person sitting there was Miss Ning.

Does anyone really believe in this kind of "trial" of martial arts to recruit relatives?
Could it be that these are the group of people that the ghost cultivators said would come today, but at that time those ghost cultivators were full of malice.

The city lord and the ghost cultivator have colluded and are going to use this group of people to do something. The martial arts competition to recruit relatives is just a cover, so there is a saying that regardless of status.

After all, casual repair is easier to control.

For a moment, this thought flashed through Lu Yun's mind, and he confirmed it.

When Lu Yun was about to avoid it, the curtain of the carriage shook, and a hand stretched out.

"Miss Ning is getting out of the car."

Someone shouted, attracting all eyes.

Her fingers were slender, her skin was as thick as fat, and her graceful figure was wrapped in a wide-sleeved dress. That bright red dress was like a blooming flower from the other shore, beautiful and dangerous.

There was a touching smile on the gorgeous and unparalleled face.

Miss Ning's appearance is bright and majestic. Looking up, one can see the dignity of the daughter of the city lord.

Just that face is rare in the cultivation world where beauties are everywhere.

After seeing Ms. Ning's appearance, many people gasped, and some who wanted to retreat instantly became firm.

They stared straight at Miss Ning, and under these greedy eyes, Miss Ning was calm and composed.

"You don't have to be afraid, I will wait for you at a place in the village as planned."

"Axue is looking forward to your arrival."

She smiled lightly and said gentle words, the corners of her eyes and brows looked like the blooming spring light, extremely brilliant.