Little Junior Sister Society fears but draws sword

"It's nothing, I'm just a little tired from practicing recently, I'm sorry."

In response to Feng Yuyao's sincere words, Song Xiao just apologized again, her attitude a bit perfunctory, even... impatient.

Feng Yuyao is not a fool.

Apart from Lu Yun, she has the highest talent in the Hidden Sword Sect, and her emotional intelligence is also very strong.

She could see Song Xiao's emotions clearly.

Recalling the scenes in which the two of them got together less and separated more, Feng Yuyao's voice became much softer.

"Let's talk after this matter is over."

As Feng Yuyao said, she saw Song Xiao looking like she wanted to refuse.

"Looking at the past relationship, it can be regarded as... there is a beginning and an end."

Even if monks don't ascend, with their talent, it's not a problem to live for hundreds or even thousands of years.

In such a long time, not every Taoist couple can make it to the end.

I don’t know how many people got separated along the way.

When she was young, Feng Yuyao really liked Song Xiao and thought they were kindred spirits.

But looking at it now, they probably took different paths on the road.

In this case, it's better to get together and part ways, so as not to become a pair of enemies in time.

After Feng Yuyao said this, Song Xiao understood what the other party meant. There was struggle on his face, but that struggle disappeared quickly like a flash in the pan.

After a long while, he said: "Okay."

Feng Yuyao did not answer, but stood beside Liu Ru to express her attitude.

She didn't know how Lu Yun was doing, but she believed in Lu Yun.

There was no way that woman who was as bright as the sun could just disappear in front of people.

There must be a reason.

The shouting and cursing outside continued, and the Hidden Sword Sect disciples were filled with anger and indignation, but they resisted and did not go out.

As long as those people don't really attack, just pretend they don't exist.

On Wentian Peak, Yuntian stood at the top. With his cultivation, he naturally knew what was happening outside.

Beside him stood a beautiful lady.

"Don't worry, it will be fine. The third apprentice is over there!"

Mrs. Chunfeng comforted Yuntian. She held Yuntian's arm and smiled sweetly, but she could not calm the anxiety in Yuntian's heart.

The sounds from outside reached his ears one after another, and Yun Tian let out a long sigh.

"When I saw her that day, I thought she..."

He didn't dare to say the next words for fear of coming true.

"Yun'er is a good and blessed child. Even people in the Holy Land say she is a child of luck. People with this kind of destiny will turn danger into safety."

"What we have to do is wait and give it some time."

Mrs. Chunfeng's tone became softer as she thought of the days when she first met Lu Yun.

"That's all, where are the other disciples?"

Yun Tian asked.

Six months ago, Lu Yun was seriously injured and was brought back by several of his disciples, and then followed Baiyao back to the Valley of Divine Doctors.

In order to avoid being probed into the truth, as a master, he did not know how his little apprentice was doing now.

"The eldest apprentice is in seclusion and is about to break through. The second apprentice is practicing swordsmanship, and the third apprentice is at the sword tomb."

After half a year, these disciples have made great progress in their cultivation. If this were to be kept outside, he, the master, would not be complacent.

But Yuntian knew that this was all forced out.

Six months ago, Lu Yun was seriously injured and was about to die.

If Ah Li hadn't taken action, none of them would have been able to come back.

But even so, Lu Yun's five senses were completely closed at that time, and she was forced to breathe by Baiyao.

At that time, Baiyao had used up a lot of medicine on his body, and could only hold on to that breath.

In that case, if you are not careful, you will die.

There was no way he could be saved if he stayed in the Hidden Sword Sect, so he could only let Baiyao take him back to the Valley of Divine Doctors.

But after leaving for half a year, there was no news at all.

Every time he contacted his three disciples, only one of them responded that he was alive and waiting.

Not dying is the biggest good news, Yuntian can only comfort himself in this way. As for his remaining disciples, they blamed themselves very much for not being able to protect their little junior sister, and one by one they practiced to death.

This made him, the master, feel extremely distressed when he saw it, but he couldn't stop it.

"Ouch..."

A tiger roar appeared, it was Huanhuan.

Huanhuan was also left here. In the past six months, his body had grown a lot, and Rabbit Yue was still sitting on his body.

Rabbit Moon has also grown a lot, and there is a lot of aura in those red rabbit eyes.

Huanhuan squatted next to Yuntian, looking in the direction of the mountain gate with him, waiting for his master's return.

"Good boy!"

Yuntian touched Huanhuan's head.

On Wentian Peak, it became quiet, except for the howling wind.

The sun is setting in the west, and the clouds in the sky are sweeping thousands of miles away, which is so beautiful.

When night fell on the earth, outside the gate of the Hidden Sword Sect, those people seemed to be tired and ready to retreat.

The number of people is decreasing, and the disciples of the Hidden Sword Sect are also relaxing a lot.

Some people yawned and wanted to take a rest.

Until darkness enveloped everything, and only a few sneaky figures remained outside the Hidden Sword Sect.

"Didn't I say something big will happen tonight? It's already here, where are the people?" Someone muttered. They were not greedy, just like fishing in troubled waters.

The resources of the Nine Sects are so rich. If something happens to the Hidden Sword Sect, they can make a fortune from it and they won't have to worry about it for the rest of their lives.

"Ghost knows."

"I always feel like something is wrong. How about we go back and come back tomorrow?"

Someone suggested, rubbing their arms.

I always felt that it was a bit cold tonight. When I looked above my head, it was half moon, but the full moon was hidden behind the dark clouds and could not be seen clearly.

In the dark night sky, there were only one or two stars, emitting a faint light.

The surrounding mountains and forests are so quiet, it always makes people feel like there are some monsters and monsters hidden inside.

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, he grabbed his companion's arm and was about to leave.

But before he could open his mouth, his mouth was covered by someone, and the other companions looked not far away with wide eyes.

They are hiding in a good position, and they can have an overall view of the Hidden Sword Sect's mountain gate.

From this angle, they saw a group of people not far away, a group of men in black.

This late at night, they were all wearing night clothes and their faces were covered. At first glance, they could tell that they were coming with bad intentions.

"Really?"

They lowered their voices and watched nervously.

I saw those people standing outside the formation, throwing something in their hands, and their movements were very clean and neat.

Immediately afterwards, there was an explosion.

The formation of the Hidden Sword Sect was violently turbulent, which attracted everyone's attention. Before the disciples of the Hidden Sword Sect appeared, cracks appeared in the formation.

"Holy shit, did it really explode?"

"What the hell?"

they exclaimed, almost exposing themselves in their excitement.

"Don't you think something is wrong?"

"These people seem..." one of them said hesitantly.

What does it look like?

During this period, many people came to ask for an explanation, but even those who really dared to take action were all from small sects of the righteous path, or some casual cultivators who just watched the excitement and didn't mind the trouble.

Those people are easy to recognize.

But what I see in front of me is very wrong, like...a demon cultivator.

After the formation was broken, those people submerged themselves into the Hidden Sword Sect. It looked like they were prepared and well-trained.

The whole process went smoothly, just like returning to your own home.

"Is this sect's formation so easy to break?"

For a while, one person was suspicious.

If it was really that easy, those people wouldn't be locked out for half a year.